Chapter 216

At this time, what everyone didn't expect was that Yun Qianmo stood up very quickly.

Before everyone could react, he had quickly grasped Mr. Yang's arm with a knife in one hand, which made his laughter change into a scream.

While his other hand catches Luo Feiqi and drags her behind him in the short moment when President Yang is held by himself.

Between lightning and flint, the scene quickly changed the form, and Yang's bodyguard was awakened by his scream. He grasped the weapon in his hand and was ready to rush up.

But before they could even move, they were frightened to find that they were targeted by a little red dot.

Yun Qianmo's voice is like the murmur of the devil in hell. It's not big, but it makes the bodyguards stiff. "If you don't want to see your head blossom, don't move."

Mr. Yang's brain circuit was slow, and then he turned around. His proud smile froze on his face, and he didn't have time to stop it. It mixed with his gnashing teeth at this time, forming a funny and strange expression.

"It turns out that you were prepared and ambushed the police."

Cloud modest Mo can't help but sneer, coldly looking at Mr. Yang, "can't say what ambush, just you are a little bit more stupid than I think."

President Yang's lips wriggled twice, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of any lethality for a moment, so he could only stare at Yun Qianmo with hatred, as if he was ready to rush up and bite on him in the next second.

Just as they were talking, the rope on Luo Feiqi's body had been untied by the rapid rush up, but the long-term bondage made her hands and feet a little weak, and she could barely stand with any help.

Around the police also quickly rushed up to subdue several kidnappers, President Yang was also pressed on the ground by two policemen, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, making a "choking" sound, and the sharp blade flashed a cold light.

Yun Qianmo turns back to hold Luo Feiqi, looking at her some powerless fall in his arms, a trace of heartache flashed in his heart, "sorry, I'm late."

Luo Feiqi looked up at him and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

She's had a bad few days, with a little gray mark on her face. She looks miserable.

Yun Qianmo's eyes gently raised his hand and carefully wiped the dust off Luo Feiqi's face. However, he accidentally touched the place where Yang slapped her cheek. Luo Feiqi couldn't help shrinking and took a breath of cold air, "hiss."

On Luo Feiqi's white cheek, the swelling in the shape of five fingers was particularly shocking. Yun Qianmo's look cooled down, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. "Is that bastard beating you?"

Luo Feiqi pursed her lips and nodded gently, "well, when he called you that day."

The two emotions of heartache and anger interweave in Yun Qianmo's heart. He reluctantly squeezes out a gentle smile, carefully erases the last ash, and then prints a soothing kiss on Luo Feiqi's forehead.

"Darling, wait for me here."

With that, he turned and walked to Mr. Yang. Luo Feiqi looked at him and couldn't help being surprised. He quickly raised his hand to hold his sleeve and said uneasily, "Qian Mo, you..."

"It's OK. I'll be right back and take you home!" Cloud Qian Mo language and temperature, but in the eyes is a flash of intention to kill, he will Luo Feiqi's hand caress down, turn around and stride over.

Looking at Mr. Yang lying on the ground like a fish struggling to get rid of water, Yun Qianmo raised his lips and drew a chilling sneer.

He raised his legs and stooped to pick up the knife with a little blood from the ground. The whole action was as elegant as cutting a steak in a French restaurant.

Yun Qianmo looked back and forth at the knife in front of his eyes. He could see the posture of a flower from it. Then he came to the identity of President Yang and squatted down to look at him with a chill in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows.

On the cloud Qian Mo's eyes, Yang always can't help shaking, a fat face squeeze out a distorted expression, seems to want to say something, but cloud Qian Mo didn't give him a chance.

"You... Ah!" President Yang's hand was pressed on the top of his head by the police. At this time, a sharp knife was inserted in his hand.

Mr. Yang's hands trembled like convulsions, but every movement would only bring him more pain. The night was as cold as water, but Mr. Yang's head was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he couldn't help inhaling the cold air. The whole person was shivering with pain.

"Total cloud, this is not..." next to the police did not expect cloud Qian Mo will suddenly come out, can't help but take a breath, said in consternation.Before his words were finished, he was blocked by Yun Qianmo's cool eyes.

Yun Qianmo looked down at Mr. Yang coldly, just like looking at the garbage on the side of the road, and said slowly, "is it with this hand?"

Mr. Yang naturally knew what he was talking about, but at the present stage, he also gave birth to a kind of ruthlessness, and even showed a distorted smile to Yun Qianmo, "you don't care about me..."

Before Mr. Yang's words were finished, he turned into a scream. Yun Qianmo's patience was not much. He pulled out the knife. Before Mr. Yang could react, he quickly changed a place and inserted it again.

The bright red blood quickly gushed out and spread on the ground.

When the policeman saw the movement, he could not help shivering and felt a little creepy.

Even Luo Feiqi, who is not far away, is a little frightened by the appearance of Yun Qianmo. He can't help but whisper, "Qianmo, come back. I want to go home."

Yun Qianmo turned his head to look at her, and the bloodthirsty indifference on his face turned into a gentle smile in an instant. He nodded and said in a soothing voice, "wait a minute, OK? It will be ready in a minute

Yun Qianmo turned his head back and touched the handle lightly. The blade was connected with the flesh and bone. General manager Yang let out a cry, shivering and shaking.

"Yes, that's the hand I use." This time, without waiting for Yun Qianmo to speak again, President Yang replied in a trembling voice, his tone full of fear.

Mr. Yang knows that Yun Qianmo is so angry because he moves Luo Feiqi. Now, among all the people present, only Luo Feiqi can save himself.

He raised his head somewhat difficultly, looked at the direction of Luo Feiqi tremblingly and begged, "Miss Luo, please help me, please help me. I was wrong before. You have a lot of adults. Please forgive me."