Chapter 322

"Good! Good

Sheng Yuchen nods to should wear, the air current voice that the tone sends out because of anger is low and hoarse, resemble extremely a leopard that is angry.

Mu Chuqing's heart jumps, suddenly looks up at Sheng Yuchen, but sees that he is staring at her, and his mouth is hooked with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile. Then, he bends over, grabs the collar of the man who has no power to fight back, and lifts him to the glass railing.

The man's face was full of panic, and his drunkenness disappeared. A pair of eyes finally recovered, but they were full of panic

"Sheng... Mr. Sheng, spare my life, spare my life..."

Sheng Yuchen heard but did not hear, in the hand is also a force, mu Chuqing before put on the marble platform of the glass wine cup was touched down!

66th floor!

I can't even hear a broken voice!

If it's a fall, I'm afraid I can't even find a complete bone, can I?

"What are you going to do?"

Mu Chu Qing in the heart hastens to come forward, a hand nervously grasps the arm of Sheng Yu Chen.

"Why?"

Sheng Yuchen turns to see her, her eyes are dark.

"Put him down!" Mu Chuqing spoke eagerly.

"Damn him!"

"Sheng Yuchen, see the occasion clearly, you will go to jail!"

"Oh! Don't say I won't get to that point. Even if I get to that point, I'd rather stay in jail and let him pay the price! "

Say, at Mu Chu Qing because of his this words to be in a daze of time, Sheng Yu Chen backhand changes to be pinching the neck of the man, push him toward the railing.

Mu Chuqing grabs Sheng Yuchen's hand. When Sheng Yuchen moves, she suddenly pulls back her mind. Seeing that Sheng Yuchen really pushes people downstairs without hesitation, she shouts in a hurry: "left hand, his left hand grabs my arm!"

Sheng Yuchen's tight muscles on his arm jump abruptly. He turns his head and looks at mu Chuqing. At last, he suddenly throws people aside.

Mu Chuqing just breathed out a breath here and screamed bitterly with a "ah". Looking towards the birthplace, she found that Sheng Yuchen's cry was stepping on the shoulder blade of the man who had just saved his life and was panting, and was stepping on it hard.

With the sound of a broken bone, the man's arm, even her naked eye, could see that the displacement was extremely serious. It was like a zombie with twisted limbs in a horror movie, hanging on his shoulder, but it had long been dislocated from any nerve and had no vitality.

Mu Chuqing looked at the scene in surprise, turned her head to one side and closed her eyes tightly.

The man's weak gasping voice was constant, and he never left.

Mu Chuqing slowly opened her eyes, but did not look back. What she touched was the sky illuminated by neon lights.

One side of the small balcony, the atmosphere of silence with bloody and brutal, although the autumn air, but no longer relaxed before this.

Mu Chuqing can't help it any longer. Even for a second, she doesn't want to stay any longer.

With a long breath, his eyes involuntarily looked at the man leaning on the railing. His face was pale, his sweat was thick, and the blood from the corner of his lips was still dripping on him. His only powerful hand was tightly clasped on the ground, and the other hand was obviously disabled.

It was only a few minutes before he tormented a tall man like this.

He's not a devil. What is he?!

It's so cruel!.