Zhang Linmo said to Jingting in the most peaceful tone, "You don't have to worry about me. No matter what, you must rescue Xiaomi Ping An. If you rescue her, you will take her away. If I die, I will pay off my mother's debt."
This was the first time he spoke to Jingting with this attitude, but he didn't expect that it would be when he was farewell forever.
Just as he opened the door and got out of the car, Jingting held his arm.
Zhang Linmo turned his eyes and the two brothers gathered together.
"Don't be impulsive." Jingting's eyes were deep, and he said sincerely, "You must be alive. If you die, she will be unhappy for the rest of her life."
"..." In fact, Zhang Linmo felt more comfort in his heart after hearing this.
Yeah?
Will she care?
For a few seconds, time seemed to stop, Zhang Linmo felt sour and warm, and there was no time to say a thousand words.
Jingting said, "I don't want something wrong with her, nor do I want something wrong with you." His heart was like a knife, but he restrained himself, "Take a chance."
"People in the car! What are you talking about?!" Leng Yimo lost his patience, worried that they would play tricks, "Don't blame me for breaking my trust if I don't come out!"
The cab door and the two doors of the rear seat are opened together!
The three men got out of the car together, and Zhang Linmo was still wearing plaster on his right arm.
Seeing this scene, Leng Yimo couldn't help laughing, it was so funny!
The three of them raised their eyes and looked at the iron railing on the second floor!
When they saw the controlled Xiaomi and the bright dagger on her neck, their hearts were bleeding! Their eyebrows were twisting slightly, and their hearts were in great pain!
Xiaomi has been tortured to the point of being human, with red and swollen eyes, tears flowing, messy hair, uneven clothes, and bright red blood everywhere.
She had a towel stuffed into her mouth and kept shaking her head, her gaze was extremely firm.
It seemed as if I was using all my strength to tell them that it was dangerous here, let's go!
"The money you want is in this card!" Zhang Linmo raised the card and said pleaded, "Please don't hurt her!"
"How do you ask?" Leng Yimo smiled evilly on the corner of her lips, "You didn't even kneel down."
At this time, Leng Yimo was distracted, and the two subordinates at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor were solved unconsciously by the people from Jingting.
They skillfully covered their mouths from behind, cut off their elbows, and accurately hit the dizzy hole, neatly.
No one will die, but no one will wake up immediately.
It would always be much better if they dragged them downstairs quickly and solved four of them.
Jingting was wearing Bluetooth headphones and heard the report from his subordinates. He soon learned how many people were on the second floor and also learned that the entire second floor was filled with gasoline.
Then they climbed over the eaves and walked up to the third floor, carefully down step by step, observing the situation, and preparing to face the challenge at any time.
Zhang Linmo bent his knees and knelt down.
Jingting's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at him with a serious mood, and a trace of pain flashed through his deep eyes.
"Please let her go." Zhang Linmo raised his eyes, lowered his posture to the lowest point, and was humble to the dust, "I beg you."
Li Mi's eyes were red and swollen, and she bit the towel and cried until she was so loud that she could not help! The moment Zhang Linmo knelt down, it deeply hurt her heart.
"I hope you keep your word." Zhang Linmo was not arrogant at all.
Leng Yimo curled the corners of his lips, "Come on his knees!" Then he said to his subordinates, "Open your phone and record a video of him before he died and posted it online!"
Childish, Zhang Linmo can even ignore his life, will he still care about face?
As long as he can save Xiaomi and replace her with peace, he can do anything.
Li Mi shed tears in despair, and she no longer had the strength to struggle.
I was already very tired, and I was exhausted. My wrists were worn out and my hands were peeling and bleeding, and I didn't even have the strength to shake my head.
Leng Yimo's dagger was still on her delicate neck.
"Zhang Linmo, kneel down step by step." Leng Yimo said in a playful tone, "I won't talk about it, you won't be allowed to get up, otherwise my dagger will be out of control."
Jingting's anger became more and more intense, and he could only watch his beloved woman fall into the hands of others. Every second he suffered so much that he could not get angry.