conspirator's love

"Zhao Liqiang, Mo Dongsheng has been dead for so many years, why do you still hate him so much?" Mo Jiaxin asked suddenly.

"Why don't I hate him?" Zhao Liqiang stopped his movements, "Xiaofen has been with him for so many years and has no name or distinction. What kind of thing is he? He made me do that. Don't you hate him?" ? Don’t you just call him by his first name?”

"He is dead." Mo Jiaxin said coldly.

"But all this is not over yet. At least I can't make it through." Zhao Liqiang looked at the wall with cloudy eyes.

"I've always wanted to ask you something." Mo Jiaxin twisted her body and stood up while he wasn't looking.

Zhao Liqiang looked up at her.

"That day, in the woods, why did someone come to rescue me?" Mo Jiaxin asked.

"That day... I was supposed to be the one who died in the forest that day. Mo Dongsheng invited me there, and never thought of letting me leave alive. Who would have thought that you, a little thing, would go with him. He had no choice but to give up." Zhao Liqiang The creases all over his face bloomed, "God accepts this bastard, but you don't deserve to die. I ran into a blind man when I went down the mountain, and I even threatened and lured him to call the police. I don't know what happened? Maybe If you're dead, I won't be able to get the insurance money."

"Zhao Liqiang, stop it, stop it. We shouldn't have taken this money." Mo Jiaxin looked down at her feet, "I haven't moved this money because I don't want to face the past. This money is not Charity money, it shouldn’t be spent by us. I will donate it when I have a chance another day. So let go of your greed.”

"Why should I stop? I have blood on my hands for this money, why should I stop?" Zhao Liqiang opened his bloodshot eyes wide.

Mo Jiaxin took another two steps back, "I was wrong, I have been wondering whether I was wrong all these years. Maybe you should have been sent to jail from the beginning. Otherwise, you will never be able to stop."

"Bah!" Zhao Liqiang spat, "You Mo family always do bad things on your own and still say it in a high-sounding way." He laughed mockingly, "Mo Dongsheng is like this, you are like this, even Wang Zhe's little bastard is like this .”

"No, I didn't hide these things on purpose, it's just that he told me before he died that I had to do it." Mo Jiaxin argued.

"You will feel better if you put it this way. Mo Dongsheng told Xiaofen back then that their family cannot divorce, and they will never be separated for the rest of their lives. In the end, it developed to the point where you can't say anything about killing someone for the rest of your life. Is your Mo family shameful? Then Don't do shameless things."

"Shut up!" Mo Jiaxin yelled, "You killed the man!"

"I killed it! Hahahaha..." Zhao Liqiang laughed loudly, "I killed it. Do you know what she said in the last sentence?"

Mo Jiaxin covered her ears, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, you shut up!" Her sharp voice echoed in the empty room, piercing someone's eardrum like a knife.

"Hahahaha," Zhao Liqiang laughed contentedly, he stood up and walked towards Mo Jiaxin step by step, pushed her against the wall, and put the blade on her face, "It happened, it happened, and I still want to be like this Do you live your own life?"

"Zhao Liqiang, doesn't your conscience hurt?" Mo Jiaxin raised her eyes and stared at him.

"It hurts, why doesn't it hurt, so I have to spend a lot of money to soothe my heart. I have to torture you a little more." Zhao Liqiang grabbed Mo Jiaxin's neck with his hands, "I'm a pervert, and you can't get better Where are you going?"

The door of the outer room rang, "Jiaxin!" Tian Jun called her name.

"I'm here!" Before Mo Jiaxin could finish her sentence, Zhao Liqiang had already grabbed her in his arms, and a knife was still pressed tightly against her cheek.

"MLB! You never thought of giving me the money!" Zhao Liqiang angrily tightened Mo Jiaxin's neck.

Tian Jun brought three people in and filed in. Tian Jun still said to Zhao Liqiang kindly: "Don't worry, everything can be discussed."

"So it was you! Long time no see, didn't the knife stab you to death last time?" Zhao Liqiang patted Mo Jiaxin's face with the back of the knife.

Tian Jun took two steps closer, "Why are you getting more and more greedy? I remember that four years ago, you only wanted 500 million. Now you have a big appetite, and you only need 500 million."

The tall Tian Jun blocked the light as soon as he got close, causing a strong sense of oppression.

Zhao Liqiang held Mo Jiaxin back and took two steps back, "Don't get too close, just talk there."

Tian Jun smiled slightly, and glanced at Mo Jiaxin's face.

Mo Jiaxin would look at him, and the two made eye contact.

Zhao Liqiang had already retreated to the corner. He grabbed the paper bag thrown at the corner, bent slightly, and grabbed the paper bag with 20 cash in his hand.

Mo Jiaxin saw the opportunity, grabbed his vitals with a backhand, and squeezed hard.

Zhao Liqiang screamed and shrank into a ball in pain.

Mo Jiaxin turned sideways and ran towards Tian Jun, but the watermelon knife was too long, Zhao Liqiang subconsciously swung the watermelon knife a few times in mid-air, and slashed at Mo Jiaxin's face, the speed was too fast, she couldn't dodge in time , the tip of the knife across her face.

Tian Jun reached out to reach Mo Jiaxin, and pulled him into his arms.

But there was still a knife wound on her face, from the corner of her mouth to below her ear.

Several people who came with them took the opportunity to go up and hold down Zhao Liqiang's hands and feet, one of them patched his stomach again, another twisted his wrist, removed the bloody watermelon knife, and one of them hit him on the head with a stick. Zhao Li was forced to live.

Zhao Liqiang groaned in pain.

Mo Jiaxin touched her face with her hand, and the blood on her hand was still dripping down her cheeks and down her neck.

Tian Jun finally lost his composure, "Send you to the hospital first?"

"No, deal with him first, let him spit out the money!" Mo Jiaxin brutally wiped the blood on his neck.

Tian Jun understood her temper, so he stopped persuading her. "Zhao Liqiang, spit out the money, it will make you feel better." Tian Jun looked down at Zhao Liqiang who was pressed on the ground.

"My surname is Mo, I am the ancestor of the eighth generation! Grandpa Zhao won't do what you say." Zhao Liqiang hissed at the top of his lungs.

Mo Jiaxin went up and kicked him hard in the vitals, Zhao Liqiang twitched twice and couldn't cry out.

"Transfer the money back," she whispered.

One person took out a cell phone from Zhao Liqiang's trouser pocket, and threw it on Zhao Liqiang.

"If you have the ability, you kill me and want me to spit out the money, no way!" Zhao Liqiang squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

"He doesn't intend to leave today, okay! Since the legs are no longer needed, there is no need to keep them." Tian Jun pulled Mo Jiaxin to sit down and told her to calm down, while he said calmly.

Immediately, someone went up and tied Zhao Liqiang's arms, someone pinned down his legs, and one person swung a baseball bat neatly at his calf.

"Ah!" Zhao Liqiang screamed, followed by another scream, and his legs were broken.

"How about I say, professionals do professional things." Tian Jun clasped his hands together, "Zhao Liqiang, you transferred earlier, and I left you with the 20 in one hand."

Zhao Liqiang howled on the ground like killing a pig, and the bastard bastard kept yelling and cursing.

"Open the door! Open the door!" There was a knock on the door outside.

"Yo, Wang Zhe is back." Tian Jun walked over to open the door.

"Sister, are you alright?" Wang Zhe yelled, and Mo Jiaxin turned around, half of his face was covered in blood.

He was shocked, "ah, sister, your face is hurt, go to the hospital."

"What? Come back and see if the money has arrived." Mo Jiaxin said indifferently.

Hearing this, the three big men came over again.

Tian Jun waved his hand, signaling them not to do anything, and hurriedly persuaded Jiaxin: "Just arrived at the foot of the mountain, fortunately, I met Wang Zhe, who showed us the way, otherwise we won't be able to find the exact location in a while. I don't think he wants to hurt You, do you two have a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Mo Jiaxin snorted.

Zhao Liqiang yelled again: "Wang Zhe! Help me...save me...they...killed someone."

Wang Zhe squeezed forward, pushed aside the three big men, and saw Zhao Liqiang twitching on the ground in pain.

"Sister, what are you going to do?" Wang Zhe looked at Mo Jiaxin.

"Don't talk about one sister, I don't have a younger brother like you," Mo Jiaxin's stone-like words made Wang Zhe feel distressed.

"He transferred the 500 million back, we can release him, and leave the 20 for his wounds." Tian Jun said.

Wang Zhe squatted down and said to Zhao Liqiang: "Password, tell me the password, and I will transfer it for you."

Zhao Liqiang burst into tears suddenly, whining, "I'm not reconciled..."

"What's the password?" Wang Zhe yelled at him.

Zhao Liqiang babbled, and Wang Zhe leaned over to listen, picked up his phone to transfer money to Mo Jiaxin.

After a while, the text message that the transfer was successful came. Mo Jiaxin took back her mobile phone from the table in the outer room, and said to Tian Jun, "It's done."

"Can you let us go?" Wang Zhe asked.

"Wait," Mo Jiaxin picked up the baseball bat on the ground, "I just said, leave him with only one hand."

Mo Jiaxin's blood had already stained the shirt on her chest red. She dragged a baseball bat and walked up to Zhao Liqiang, "Which hand do you use to touch the dialect? Left hand or right hand? You choose one."

Tian Jun pulled at her, "Jiaxin, let's go first, let's leave the follow-up to professional people, okay?"

"Sister!" Wang Zhe yelled, "Let him go."

Mo Jiaxin sneered, and pointed at Wang Zhe with a baseball bat, "What are you? Are you here to stand up for him?"

"I'm not a thing. At first I was really afraid that he would hurt you, but I couldn't stop him. I was confused..." Wang Zhe anxiously defended, "But I really didn't want to hurt you. Sister, forget it, He's already like this, so he can't hurt you."

"What about after that?" Mo Jiaxin looked at him, "Come to me after he recovers from his injuries? You keep saying that you don't want to hurt me, so you're still plotting against me with this scum."

Speaking of which, Mo Jiaxin handed the baseball bat to Wang Zhe, "Break one of his hands, and I can pretend nothing happened, otherwise don't appear in front of me again."

"Sister! I can't... Anyway, he is also Tiantian's father, that woman's husband. I can neither hurt you nor him." Wang Zhe shook his head, "The money has been recovered, and the revenge has been avenged , forget about it.”

"Wang Zhe, this is your choice. You don't know me in the future, and I don't know you either. If you let me know that you hurt dialect again, don't blame me for breaking your legs." Mo Jiaxin pointed at Wang Zhe. Zhe said.

She turned her head and handed the baseball bat to a big man, "I want an arm from him." After speaking, she pulled Tian Jun and walked out.

Wang Zhe got up and chased out, "Sister!"

Tian Jun stopped Wang Zhe, "I'll take your sister to the hospital first, her wound will die if you don't deal with it, we'll talk about it later if there's anything else to do."

Wang Zhe heard Zhao Liqiang's yelling in the room, so he had no choice but to turn around and go back.

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