private marriage

Ling Nuanqing heard the sound of the car starting, like a howling urging her to die.

She burst into tears, and she had never been so helpless and in pain. Her small face was twisted, and the pain in her whole body could not match the heart that was being torn apart.

"Ling Shaocheng—"

She called his name over and over again to let him go, but the man turned a deaf ear.

Ling Nuanqing's crying reached Ling Shaocheng's ears, he couldn't turn his head back, when the car hit him, his mind was very empty, but he thought of many scenes.

He thought of the first meeting between him and Ling Nuanqing, every time the little girl cried, and the two children at home.

Ling Nuanqing heard the impact, this time it was very heavy and loud, like a hard stone hitting a tin car.

Ling Shaocheng's body was knocked over and rolled in front of her. She looked down and saw that there was blood on his face, and the collar of his white shirt was stained red.

The red blood stain spread instantly, very fast, as gorgeous and violent as a flower blooming.

Ling Nuanqing called him with despair mixed in, "Ling Shaocheng!"

His chest was sore and itchy, and his throat was full of fishy smell. Ling Shaocheng was lying on the muddy ground with his arm pressed against a sharp stone.

The pain was tearing his nerves, his ears were buzzing, Ling Nuanqing's words came in, he couldn't hear clearly.

Father Ni reversed the car again, and Ling Nuanqing's heart sank into the cold valley.

This is not a simple killing, this is to torture people to death alive.

As long as she is bound and she cannot escape, Ling Shaocheng will not leave.

Father Ni just wanted to watch Ling Shaocheng come up to his own death. In the past, he was the only one who bullied others, but now he let him try it too. What is desolation and despair!

Ling Shaocheng fell to the ground, looking out, he couldn't see the faces of the people in the car. He supported his sides with both hands and sat up his upper body.

Little by little, he moved in front of Ling Nuanqing with great difficulty, and couldn't sit still, so he just leaned on her leg.

Ling Nuanqing lowered her head, tears streaming down one by one, falling on the man's shoulders.

"Ling Shaocheng, can you go away? I don't need you to do this for me. I really don't need it."

"I like."

"I do not like."

Ling Nuanqing cried out, "I don't like everything about you."

"Then why are you crying?" Ling Shaocheng looked up at him with difficulty, "If you still hate me, you should be happy to see me like this. Someone took revenge for you, right? If you want me to die... "

"No, I don't," Ling Nuanqing would not listen to any unlucky words. "I haven't thought about it."

"Then you...are you being too kind to me?"

Ling Nuanqing saw that Ling Shaocheng wanted to stand up, but probably couldn't move her legs, so she could only sit there paralyzed, her eyes were filled with pain, "Have you ever thought about what will happen to Ting Ting and Yan Yan if we die?" ?”

"I've thought it all over," Ling Shaocheng put his hand behind his back and touched Ling Nuanqing's leg. "It's good for you to live. They have been living in an environment without a father, and they are used to it."

Ling Shaocheng spoke in a hurry, fearing that Father Ni would bump into him again, he couldn't hold on, he couldn't even say the last words.

"Ling Shaocheng, I don't want you to die."

"Do you think... do I want to die?" Ling Shaocheng shrugged his shoulders, "How good is it to live? Watching the children grow up, watching you get better and better, I'll wait and wait... I haven't waited until you fall in love with me. And me."

Father Ni heard it, saw it, and was furious.

Every word of Ling Shaocheng was digging into his heart, he moved his foot to the gas pedal and stepped on it.

The car moved forward quickly, and Ming Yue saw someone in the woods, and the bodyguard beside him wanted to rush over, but was forcibly held back by him.

boom--

The front tire was hit, followed by the rear tire.

The car lost power, and Ni's father gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling bad. "Do it!"

The man who held Ling Nuanqing before raised his arm, and the knife was about to settle, but his wrist was entangled by a strong force.

The rope tied with the iron hook was wrapped around his wrist twice, and it was difficult for him to move a step. The people behind him were very experienced, and the next loop directly caught the man's head.

The danger around Ling Nuanqing was completely removed, and Mingyue rushed over when he saw this.

Although the car had a flat tire, the inertia was still there, and the forward speed slowed down a lot, but it still drove in front of Ling Shaocheng.

Before Ming could stop it, Ling Shaocheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it. He pressed back, and Ling Nuanqing could feel a slight impact through a layer of sandbags.

The person running over got to the side of the car and pushed the car back with all his might.

Father Ni was sitting in the driver's seat, frantically stepping on the accelerator.

"I'm going to kill you all, go to death, die to me!"

Ming Yue reached out and pulled the car door, but it couldn't be opened. He found a stone on the ground, held it tightly in his hand, and smashed it hard.

The car was pushed out, and the bodyguard knelt down to look at Ling Shaocheng, and called him anxiously, "Mr. Ling."

Ling Shaocheng just raised his finger, the bodyguard got up and walked behind Ling Nuanqing, drew a sharp dagger from his waist, pointed the tip of the knife at the hemp rope and cut it off forcefully.

Ming Yue smashed the window of the car, opened the door, and took Father Ni out.

He didn't say much, he punched and kicked first, the anger in his heart really had nowhere to vent.

Father Ni rolled around on the ground, howling continuously, and still cursing in his mouth.

Ming Yue's hands were covered with blood, he bent down to pick up the stone again, Father Ni felt scared, curled up tightly and dared not say another word.

Ling Nuanqing urged the people under her to hurry up.

After the rope was cut, she struggled with her shoulders and watched the rope fall down in circles.

Ling Shaocheng was still leaning against her, and Ling Nuanqing's leg was pressed by him, unable to move.

She called him, but he didn't agree. Ling Nuanqing was so frightened that she bent down and supported the man's shoulder.

Ling Shaocheng fell to the side, she hurriedly knelt down on the ground, and forcibly hugged him in her arms, "Look at me quickly."

"What are you looking at? Do you look good like this?"

Ling Nuanqing burst into tears, her lips were swollen, she was really ugly.

Her eyes were still swollen from crying. Ling Nuanqing touched his hand and then his leg, "Where does it hurt? Tell me, is it very painful?"

Ling Shaocheng raised his hand, wanting to wipe her tears, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anywhere."

It was even more frightening to say this, as if Ling Nuanqing had turned on the tear switch, the tears kept flowing.

"Ming Yue," she looked at the man beside the car, "Hurry up and take him to the hospital."

Ming Yue stepped forward, wanting to help Ling Shaocheng up, but the man couldn't exert all his strength.

The driver drove the car to the front, Ming Yue and a bodyguard pulled Ling Shaocheng up together, Ling Nuanqing was sitting in the back seat, Ling Shaocheng's head rested on her lap, she bent down and stared at his face.

There was blood on his forehead, Ling Nuanqing wiped it away, but more and more.