Chapter 857

The moment Fang Yuan picked up his cell phone, he heard scornful laughter coming from there.

"Are you checking me?"

This time, it's Lori.

But from this voice, Fang Yuan can feel her determination.

It's not a guess, it's a confidence to know their situation.

Fang Yuan was silent and didn't know what to answer.

"Hum, I feel guilty. It seems that you don't care about your sister's life at all. Well, come and collect her corpse!"

"Wait!" Fang Yuan called anxiously, "don't you just want me to leave Mo Jincheng? I can do it, but why do you have to kill people? It's not good for you to kill people, right

Fang Yuan doesn't believe that there are people in the world who are not afraid of murder lawsuits.

The other party was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed more wildly: "ha ha, I'm so happy. Well, since you're willing to negotiate terms with me, clear all the people in your room first."

Fang Yuan looks at the people in the room.

Nangong Che and Gong Yueze look at each other and take the initiative to go out.

An Qing looks at Mo Jincheng.

Fang Yuan also looks at Mo Jincheng.

He didn't mean to move at all.

That stubborn eyes let Fang Yuan palpitation, but still had to be hard hearted and said: "please go out."

Mo Jincheng's feet seem to be rooted and nailed to the floor.

It's as if he could stand here and guard Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan quickly turned his head and gave an order indifferently: "please go out, don't bother me any more."

My heart is like a knife.

That's the feeling.

An Qing also took Mo Jincheng's hand and said, "brother Mo, let's go out."

However, Mo Jincheng still stands in the same place indifferently.

"Oh, it seems that Mo Jincheng doesn't want to leave."

The other side's sarcastic voice, in the deliberate treatment of Lori's voice, still makes people feel very creepy.

Fang Yuan thought there was something strange, but he couldn't say it.

Now the most important thing is to follow the other party's request.

Ask them all out.

"Brother Mo, go out quickly. Fang Yuan's sister is in other people's hands now... "

The voice of Anqing's pleading sounded behind Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan not only didn't feel a trace of warmth, but also felt the chilly wind in the words.

"Ha ha, Mo Jincheng is really affectionate to you. It seems that he doesn't want your sister to live at all!"

Fang Yuan was so stimulated that he couldn't help it. He turned to Mo Jincheng and said, "can you go? Do you have the heart to see my sister die? "

After roaring, she quietly looks at Mo Jincheng's shocked eyes.

There was no release of this roar in my heart. On the contrary, the pressure was heavier.

I'm sorry.

Mo Jincheng.

She lowered her head to apologize, but found that she was about to lose her footing.

Mo Jincheng finally said: "I'm at the door."

Then he went out.

I'm at the door. Do you want me to come at any time?

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng's back with tearful eyes, takes a deep breath, and says to the person on the phone: "now everyone has gone out, you say, what do you want me to do to let my sister go?"

No matter how much you say, it's rubbish!

Since the other party's request is not something she can't take out, she

The other side sneered: "I said, let you leave Mo Jincheng, leave him, get out of this city, you are not qualified to stand beside him!"

Yes, she is not qualified to stand beside him.

To say that we should strive to stand on the international stage is not to deceive ourselves into knitting a dream.

In the end, I found that no matter how hard people in the two worlds tried to break the wall, it was just a futile struggle.

Besides, it's just you who are working hard.

"How do you want me to get out of here? Say it

After roaring, Fang Yuan found that he was too excited.

She immediately calmed her mood and said, "I'm sorry. You can tell me what to do and how to leave. I'll do as you say. I'll never be close to Mo Jincheng in my life. I just beg you to let my sister go, OK?"

The other party seemed to be roared by Fang Yuan and forgot how to pronounce it. After a while, he said, "under the table in your living room, there is a ticket for tomorrow to France."

Air tickets to France?

Fang Yuan squatted down and planned to start looking for the so-called ticket, but the communication was interrupted again.

What the hell is going on?

Just now, everything was fine, and she didn't say anything.What the hell is going on?

Fang Yuanzheng is puzzled, and the other party sends a text message -

it seems that you still don't want to give up. In this case, you should wait to receive your sister's arm tomorrow morning.

Fang Yuan was almost fainted by these bloody words.

She covered her mouth so tightly that she could not speak.

Look at the door.

She went out and saw Mo Jincheng standing in the same place like a sculpture.

However, I didn't see the other three people.

"And they?"

Her mood is very stable, as if nothing happened to drive Mo Jincheng out.

Mo Jincheng looks at her red eyes, and her sight is not far away.

Fang Yuan looked along his line of sight and found that he didn't know when a Maybach was parked in the yard.

It's like nangongche's car.

When did it come in?

She took a quiet look at the car and finally walked over.

Knock on the window and it will roll down quickly.

Nangong Che and Gong Yueze are both inside.

I just didn't see an Qing.

Looking at the computer placed on Nangong Che's leg, Fang Yuan probably guessed why the other party would suddenly hang up the phone.

They should have found out they were eavesdropping.

At the moment, somewhere in the dark corner, Lin Zhizhi is wearing a bloodthirsty smile.

I didn't expect that this game was really fun.

"Another bird takes up the nest!" With anger not yet appeased, Lin Xinxin brushed the nail polish on his hands and looked at his nails with pride.

It's really good-looking.

Lin Zhizhi looked at Lin Xinxin quite speechless: "elder sister, this matter can't be careless, you know, an Qing's family is not a small family, if you can help her teach this woman a good lesson, soon, an Qing will help you teach Lin an a good lesson!"

Lin An'an's three words successfully aroused Lin Xinxin's attention, but still attracted her dissatisfied complaints: "I'm serious, OK? And isn't sister what you said? You have put chronic poison in Lin An'an's painting brush. What do I have to worry about? "

Just wait for the poison to break out quietly.

Then look at Lin An'an's skin necrosis in a large area.

Hum!

At the thought of that picture, Lin Xinxin was in a good mood. I don't know how many times.