The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Almost the moment he saw Pan Shu, the young man's eyes suddenly turned red and started to bleed.

Look down.

When I saw the red mark on Pan Shu's wrist.

His eyes grew colder, "Let her go."

Zhou Younong looked at him condescendingly and said sarcastically, "Master Meng, please find this out. You are not qualified to negotiate with me."

"What do you want?" Meng Jingyue looked at him calmly.

What Zhou Younong wants is nothing more than money and power.

It was supposed to be like this.

But he went back on his word.

Zhou Younong's slender jade-like knuckles slowly tapped his sharp and clear jaw, "Tsk, then I'll trade it with Master Meng's life."

He lazily "tsk", his cold brows flashing with naked malice.

"I'm curious about what Young Master Meng looks like when he stands up." He smiled, "Young Master Meng won't let me down, right?"

The gun in Zhou Younong's hand slowly reached Ban Shu's neck.

He tilted his head and looked at Meng Jingyue with a half-smile.

Meng Jingyue looked panicked for a moment, and he said dumbly, "Don't touch her!"

"Meng Jingyue!" Pan Shu shook her head desperately with red eyes, "No, no, don't believe him, don't do this..."

Meng Jingyue smiled gently at the girl.

As always, tolerant and full of love.Every day he lost her, he felt so painful that he wanted to die.

Finally met her.

Just like walking alone in the darkness, a traveler on the verge of despair welcomes the light.

Meng Jingyue couldn't tell the difference between her and him.

Is it salvation or another abyss?

But he loves her.

A tear rolled down her cheek, Ban Shu choked and looked up at Zhou Younong, "Don't bully him, Third Master... Please, don't bully him like this..."

Zhou was filled with jealousy.

He sneered, "Really, does this count as bullying? Pan Shu, did I never tell you that I'm not a good person?"

Zhou Younong pinched the girl's chin and asked her to watch helplessly, "Look, see what kind of loser your husband is, ha... a loser who can't even stand up."

The girl's hot tears fell on his palm.

Zhou Younong paused.

Meng Jingyue's thin and pale hands trembled to support the armrests of the wheelchair. He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Pan Shu's expression. He was extremely afraid of seeing any disgust in Pan Shu's eyes.

He really couldn't afford it.

The thin and gentle man's facial features are much sharper.

Meng Jingyue slowly stood up, and his unconscious and weak legs suddenly seemed like broken jade bones, and he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment with a heavy cry!

Blood ran down his legs and stained his blue robe.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed blood, but his legs did not move.

Stand up, fall down again.

Fall down and stand up again.

Amid the flying dust, the strong smell of blood assaulted your nostrils.

The thin young man was already covered in blood.

It's like rising from hell.

"Meng Jingyue... don't, don't, I don't deserve you to do this at all..." The girl's eyes were wet and hot, and she opened her eyes wide in despair, "Why do you do this to him..."

As if hearing the girl's voice, Meng Jingyue tried his best to smile.

"Shu Shu...I'm fine..."

Pan Shu suddenly struggled hard, and the rope as rough as a finger almost cut into her flesh, "Zhou Younong, you can't do this to him, you kill me, you kill me..."

Zhou Younong's eyes, which had been watching the show with interest, suddenly turned cold.

He stopped Pan Shu's struggling movements.

He raised his hand to cover her tearful eyes.

The tears boiled all the way and made his heart ache like a spasm.

"enough."

Zhou Younong looked coldly at Meng Jingyue, who was still struggling. He threw the gun in Meng Jingyue's hand casually, "I'll give you a relief. Now, I want you to die."

Meng Jingyue clenched his fists tightly.

His voice was hoarse, like rough stones, and he was crying blood, "Let her go."

Zhou Younong raised his eyes boredly, "Master Meng, don't you believe me?"

"You let her go first. She's afraid of pain and the dark."

When the young man said this, his eyes were filled with tenderness. Even though he was treated with such humiliation, he still seemed to be as smooth and pure as a gentleman in the bright moon, like a handful of clear snow under the cliff mountain.

Zhou Younong was startled.

Subconsciously let go of the girl's hand.

She was already full of tears.

He didn't dare to look at her at all, and couldn't even say "Do you feel any pain? Are you afraid?"

Zhou Younong has never realized so clearly——

He was always the outsider.

Meng Jingyue had already lived in Ban Shu's heart.

Even if it's thick enough for a week, it can't be filled.

The smell of blood spreads in the throat.

He swallowed it hard.

Meng Jingyue raised his eyes and looked at Ban Shu, as if he wanted to look into her heart. He curled his lips gently and said, "Don't be afraid, Shu Shu, I'm fine."

But he was clearly in pain.

The whole clothes were soaked with blood.

He knelt on the ground in such humiliation before the little girl he loved.

Every word Meng Jingyue said, every minute and every second, was like torture to him.

Love is too painful.

But loving her is not painful.

——Even if you swallow arsenic and drink dove wine.He enjoyed it like a cake.

Zhou Younong lowered his eyes and saw the shock and confusion in the girl's eyes, and he sneered.

"Look, this is your useless husband. He can't even protect you. Why do you love such a man?"

"you shut up!"

The girl stabbed him hard with an unfamiliar look of hatred.

Zhou You lowered his eyes sinisterly, but his face was horribly pale for no apparent reason, and his fingertips were soaked in an ice-like coolness.

He sneered, "Is Meng Jingyue so important?!"

Pan Shu seemed as if she hadn't heard anything.

Only Meng Jingyue was left in her eyes.

Such differential treatment made Zhou Younong hate Meng Jingyue even more.

"Meng Jingyue, you are not allowed to die, do you hear me?" Pan Shu was really scared at this moment. If Meng Jingyue died, how would she be able to complete her strategy mission?

"He won't kill me. You are not allowed to die. If you die, I will never forgive you again. I will completely forget you..."

Meng Jingyue twitched the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "It's okay to forget..."

He pointed the black muzzle at his forehead, opened his eyelids, and looked indifferently at Zhou Younong, who was smiling, "I hope Mr. Zhou will keep his word, do what he says, and let my wife go."

wife.

What a harsh title.

Zhou Younong raised his eyebrows and said, "Young Master Meng doesn't need to worry anymore."

Meng Jingyue lowered his eyes, holding the trigger with his pale fingertips. Just as he was about to shoot, a stone hit his wrist through the air.

The small pistol fell to the ground from his hand that lost strength in an instant.

"Master Zhou is really getting more and more arrogant. He bullies her. Do you really think I'm dead?"