Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1393 I really love you very much (7)

Ling Yi was so angry that his face was livid, he grabbed her by the neck and roared viciously: "So what?
I just want revenge, I just want to make you miserable, even if it is death, I will drag you to be buried with me! "

"Heh..." Jian Junxi's face was flushed, seeing Ling Yiren's acrimonious appearance, a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"You still dare to laugh, I'll kill you!" Ling Yiren's eyes were scarlet, her blood boiled with anger, like a raging lion, she pressed a gun to her forehead.

When he was about to shoot, the man beside him said coldly, "Miss Ling, don't forget the important point!"

Ling Yiren suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand and slapped Jian Junxi hard again. In the same position, the bright red five-fingerprints were particularly glaring.

The burning pain quickly passed through the skin and reached the nerve center. Jian Junxi was lying on the ground dying, his whole body seemed to be coiled with a mass of dead energy, motionless.

"Woooooo..." Mo Zixuan and Mo Chen burst into tears.

It feels like a beast is biting my heart, I want to gnaw it off one by one, and then chew it into pieces, the pain is so painful that I can't breathe.

"Hand over the things!" Ling Yiren let out a thunderous roar.

Jian Junxi raised his eyes slowly, like a homeless person lingering in the wind and rain, and said lightly: "Let them go..."

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me!" Ling Yiren kicked her hard, her red lips curled up in a sarcasm.

"Hmm..." Jian Junxi convulsed in pain, and took a deep breath.

Ling Yiren forcibly tore off her bag and threw it to the man beside her.

After the man took it, he began to rummage inside, but he couldn't find what he wanted, so he shook his head at Ling Yiren.

She immediately rummaged through her pockets, her face getting darker as she rummaged, because there was nothing in her pocket except a bag of black pills and a mobile phone.

"Where is the thing?" Ling Yiren's cold eyes were filled with gloom.

Jian Junxi's eyes were blood red with tears, cold sweat dripped to the ground, and he said clearly: "If you want something, let them go, otherwise, you won't get anything!"

Ling Yiren turned around abruptly, walked in front of Mo Zixuan with a cold face, and directly pointed the gun to his forehead, exuding a violent aura from his whole body.

He said casually: "Let me see, is it your stubbornness? Or his fate!"

Jian Junxi looked up with tears in his eyes, and there was endless sorrow in his blood red eyes.

Mo Zixuan looked at her, his black and white eyes were filled with tears, the grief in his heart was beyond words...

Seeing this, Ling Yiren sneered playfully, and suddenly stood in front of Mo Zixuan, blocking their sight of each other.

"Bang..." An unexpected gunshot pierced the sky.

Jian Junxi clenched his fists tightly and shouted hoarsely: "Don't..."

"Woooooo..." Mo Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face flushed with anxiety.

Jian Junxi's voice was as soft as if blown away by a gust of wind, only she could hear it.

Her spine was tense, and she shivered uncontrollably due to the chill.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the shot missed a bit..." Ling Yiren picked up the short hair on Mo Zixuan's shoulder, and said pretending to be horrified.

"How? Are you talking or not?" Her calm tone was full of threats.

Turning her head suddenly to look at Jian Junxi who was on the ground, a mocking sneer rose from the corner of her lips.

"I'll send someone over now... don't touch him!" Jian Junxi stretched out his hand to pick up the mobile phone on the ground.

Ling Yiren strode over, the white sneakers stepped on his fair and slender hands
(End of this chapter)