The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 793 Between Life and Death Four Years Later (6)

"Wang Meng, stop!" Qu Qingge yelled in shock as he sat on the chair, desperately rubbing his wrists, trying to break the rope on his hands.

Bloodshot eyes appeared in Wang Meng's eyes, she didn't care about Qu Qingge, she just blindly raised her foot and kicked Wen Qiyang's chest a few times, but even so, the man kneeling on the ground still didn't fight back, standing upright neither humble nor overbearing body.

Like a sculpture, calm and indifferent, exuding a powerful deterrent.

"Call out, beg me, beg me to let you go, beg me to let you go!" Wang Meng shouted, and the more he saw the blood dripping from the corner of Wen Qiyang's mouth, but he kept silent, the more he felt that he was in the bottom of his heart. Burning a raging fire.

After kicking for a long time, she was also tired, so she bent down and picked up an iron rod on the ground, and threw it at Wen Qiyang's head.

"Bang -" sound.

Wen Qiyang could have avoided it, but thinking of Qu Qingge and Yaya in his heart, he endured the blow firmly.

He felt that his eyes were already dim, and a large amount of blood suddenly came out along his forehead, all of which stained his white shirt, and reflected in Qu Qingge's eyes in large swaths.

Qu Qingge's lips were trembling, and her eyes were as bright red as the setting sun, but she didn't cry, she still breathed a sigh of relief, and kept twisting her arms.

Wen Qiyang's stick was completely stunned, his body shook, and he fell to the ground. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Grass!" He swears, reached out to wipe the blood on his lips, and tried to stand up on the ground, but Wang Meng took a stick and hit him on the shoulder again.

The whole body seemed to be falling apart, the pain was so painful that even the bones felt like they were split.

Wen Qiyang laughed twice, coughed out a mouthful of blood, then stubbornly stood up, swayed twice, and then bent over and stood up.

He grabbed Wang Meng's hand, snatched the iron rod in Wang Meng's hand, and threw it to the ground. When Wang Meng thought that he couldn't help it and was finally about to fight back, he suddenly saw Wen Qiyang smiling with evil charm.

"That's all you have to do? At your speed, you can't hurt me even if you get tired!" He sneered twice, and his eyes narrowed: "Take out your gun, point it here, and fight quickly!" Quick decision, take my life, let my wife and my daughter go, slow down, when my people find this place, you don't even think about leaving alive."

Wang Meng's eyes were red, as if he was going crazy, he gasped a few times when he heard Wen Qiyang's words.

Her hands were also numb, and after playing for a long time, her physical strength was also exhausted. Seeing him covered in blood, she couldn't even open her eyes, and her energy accumulated for ten years was almost exhausted.

And what Wen Qiyang said was right, if his subordinates really found him, let alone Wen Qiyang's life, she probably would have died to walk out of the warehouse.

Thinking of this, Wang Meng really took out a pistol from his waist and blew on the end of the gun.

Qu Qingge's wrist was very painful, a layer of skin was worn off, and it was burning hot.

Wen Qiyang looked down at Wang Meng, looking at the gun pointed at him, so calm and composed.

He glanced at Qu Qingge's direction, even for a second, it seemed that he had been reluctant to part with him for ten thousand years.

His lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, but Qu Qingge understood, and heard him say 'I love you' clearly.

The whole warehouse was so silent that Wang Meng could hear the sound of pulling the trigger.

(End of this chapter)