Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao always remembered.

She just came out of the juvenile prison, she followed the wrong person and got into trouble with traffickers.

If it wasn't for Sang Lie, she probably wouldn't know that she was sold into the depths of the mountain and couldn't come out.

She repaid him twice for saving his life.

For the first time, Sang Lie tricked her once and asked her to help him take the blame and get caught in the police station.

This time, she became a talisman that Sang Lie could get away with.

When Sang Lie heard this, the wild smile on the corners of his mouth shrunk a little, and his eyes had returned to being as cold as a knife.

"Lin Qiao, you shouldn't know Mo Siting."

If you didn't know Mo Siting, then you wouldn't like him, you wouldn't part ways with Su Zhaohuan, and you wouldn't be on the opposite side of them now.

Lin Qiao smiled.

"Brother Lie, if I say that in my life, I have regretted many times, but this is the only thing I have never regretted."

She never regretted meeting Mo Siting.

Even later, it never happened.

Walking down the stairs, walking very slowly, but there are no side effects.

All the way downstairs.

Standing in front of the car was Song Feng. Song Feng heard a voice in the earphone: "Captain, come out."

Song Feng has also seen it.

From the corridor, three people walked out.

Lin Qiao looked very bad.

It can be seen that her whole body is supporting herself, and her body is staggering and falling.

Song Feng gritted his teeth, "Sang Lie! The car is ready for you! Fang Hui is on it!"

Fang Hui sat in the driver's seat.

Sang Li walked over.

He still didn't let go of Lin Qiao.

"Tell your people to back off! Back off!"

Song Feng raised his hand, "Back!"

Several people backed up, and the vehicle also backed up immediately. There was only one vehicle prepared for Fang Hui in a large open space.

Sang Lie didn't have time to move, so he measured his body to the side and said to Alan, "Open the door!"

Alan stepped forward and opened the car door.

Lin Qiao was stuffed into the back seat of the car by Sang Lie.

She staggered, and suddenly fell on the back seat, almost turning over under the seat below.

Suddenly, there was a bang from the front seat.

Behind him, Sang Lie yelled: "Not good!"

Enduring the pain in his body, Lin Qiao bent down and got under the seat.

From under the seat in front, a figure unexpectedly jumped up, and with a bang, the bullets from the pistol shot towards this side.

"Get out of the way!"

Only then did Fang Hui make his own voice, and it was no longer a threat!

Sang Lie rolled over and hid behind the car.

Song Feng called out: "Action!"

Alan and Sang Lie guarded on the other side of the car.

Alan went to open the driver's door, only to find that Fang Hui was handcuffed to the steering wheel of the car.

"The car can't be driven! It's been tampered with!"

As expected by Sang Lie.

"Can you move?"

"Yes, it's just being handcuffed!" Fang Hui said.

Sang Lie raised his hand and returned the dagger in his hand to Fang Hui, "Cut it off, I'll get rid of this man!"

Hidden under the front seat is a special soldier arranged by Song Feng!
Sang Lie's reaching out was not up to the level of a special soldier, not to mention, the opponent was holding a gun in his hand!

Fang Hui watched from the rearview mirror that the fierce battle behind was getting more and more fierce, and he was also very anxious, so he slashed the chain between the handcuffs with a dagger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked in the rearview mirror and suddenly saw a figure behind him.

His pupils constricted suddenly, and he glanced at the chains connecting the almost motionless handcuffs. Suddenly he put away the dagger and dropped it, cutting off his own wrist!

Alan was outside, and she screamed to stop her: "No!"

However, the blood spurted out like that.

Fang Hui jumped out of the car, leaving only the puddle of blood on the seat and the severed hand in the handcuffs.

Alan's eyes seemed to be stained red. She watched Fang Hui running towards Song Feng who was holding a pistol.

She watched the black muzzle pointing at Fang Hui.

Alan rushed towards Fang Hui.

She stood in front of Fang Hui.

Alan knew that this was the quickest and quickest decision she could make.

In fact, she has always been hesitant, and her character is not decisive, always procrastinating.

A former best friend once persuaded her, "Fang Hui's heart won't be accepted, don't waste your time on him, he likes that kind of coquettish woman, and it will never be you."

However, she is not reconciled.

Alan used to be a purer girl than Lin Qiao.

She doesn't like to wear heavy makeup or wear high heels.

However, in order to make Fang Hui fall in love with her, she made changes.

She permed her long straight black hair with noodles in clear soup and waved it, and even started to learn to make up, wear high-heeled shoes and black stockings and skirts, and even learned to dance pole dancing.

When she walked off the stage for the first time, she heard the cheers and whistles that belonged to her alone.

She avoided the men who brought her flowers and wine glasses, and walked in front of Fang Hui.

At that time, it was the first time she saw the amazement towards herself from Fang Hui's eyes.

It's just that, with just such a glimpse, she heard the cold words from Fang Hui's mouth that almost made her return to her original shape in an instant: "This is not you, Alan."

From this day on, Fang Hui really didn't take the initiative to say even a word to Alan.

However, Alan was still chasing Fang Hui's footsteps, and her eyes never left.

At the very second when a sharp pain spread from her chest, Alan felt his body suddenly lighten up and lay on Fang Hui's body.

She put her best efforts under her body.

This was the first time Alan saw panic in Fang Hui's eyes.

"Alan!"

Fang Hui stretched out his hand to touch it, and when he touched it, there was a large area of ​​bright red in the palm of his hand.

Alan smiled, moved his lips, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"It's okay, Brother Hui, I'm fine..."

Fang Hui shook his head, "You...why did you block the gun for me? Why are you so stupid!"

Alan shook his head, "I... I am willing."

Her voice has begun to be intermittent, and she looks at Fang Hui's missing hand, "Just...just like...you can sacrifice your own hand for...For Brother Lie, I, I can also...for you... Go all out...go with your life."

Alan clutched the corner of Fang Hui's clothes, "Brother Hui, I... can't... can't continue chasing you."

Fang Hui has never cried since he embarked on this path.

But at this time, he shed crystal clear tears.

Tears kept flowing down from the corners of the eyes, and flowed down the mouth, tasting the salty taste.

Alan's eyelids became heavier and heavier, "Brother Hui, you...can you hug me..."

Fang Hui hugged Alan bitterly with one of his arms.

Alan closed his eyes contentedly.

At the last moment of leaving this period of life, the corners of her mouth were raised upwards.