Chapter 174 The anger in her eyes was about to eat people: &
轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!" Qiao Wanning! Don't touch her!" Meng Leining's pretty face was instantly filled with fear, she held up her phone and shouted at her: "If you dare to touch her, you will die a terrible death."
Meng Luo's words fell, and on the other end of the phone, Jin Chenhan heard them. The man's handsome brows instantly furrowed, his voice flustered: "Nengning, is Qiao Wanning at the music hall"
Meng Luo couldn't explain in detail: "Yes, come over quickly."
After finishing her call, she hung up the phone first, gripped her baseball bat, and walked towards the VIP area.
Qiao Wanning wouldn't care about Meng Luoning's threat, she dropped her own cane, rushed to Chen Yingshu in a few steps, grabbed her wrist, held her tightly in her arms, and pointed the blade at Chen Yingshu's neck with precision.
When she was young, besides ballet dancing, she also practiced kickboxing and taekwondo.
Dealing with Chen Ying-shu is more than enough for me.
Chen Yingshu didn't expect that she would still be unable to defeat a lame Qiao Wanning. She instinctively struggled.
"Let me go."
She was struggling, but weakly. Qiao Wanning held her neck tightly, the tip of the knife beginning to pierce her skin: "Chen Yingshu, dare you move"
"I will slit your throat immediately."
She was a real killer. Chen Yingshu's neck had been pierced by the tip of her knife, leaving a small cut with blood seeping out.
The pain and metallic smell prevented Chen Yingxu from moving rashly.
"Now you're scared" Qiao Wanning saw that Chen Yingshu had stopped struggling, and the sinister face instantly sneered: "You're such a coward. How could Nan Ge possibly like you"
"Not as good as me"
“Oh Is it your face But your face is actually quite good.” Qiao Wanning stared at Chen Yanshu's face and smiled nervously: “If I were to slash your face with a knife, would Nan Ge still want you”
I bet they won't want you.
"You're a monster, no man would ever like a monster." Qiao Wanning stared at Chen Yingshu's face, smiling in a sinister and possessive way.
He didn't notice Meng Leining walking up with a baseball bat at all.
It wasn't until Meng Luoning walked before her that Qiao Wanning saw her, but she wasn't worried. She had Chen Yingshu in her hands, so what was Meng Luoning
If she dared to come and steal someone, she would directly slit Chen Ying-shu's throat.
" Qiao Wanning, if you have something to say, just say it. Let her go first." Meng Linyu didn't dare get too close, standing before them with a calm and collected expression.
She was afraid that if she pushed her too far, this crazy woman might really slash Chen Ying-shu's face.
"You and Mo Zhinan's business, you should have figured it out a long time ago. Don't involve Chen Yingxu in this. She is innocent, and you can't hurt her."
Innocent
Qiao Wanning scoffed: "Meng Lening, this has nothing to do with you."
Now, this is a matter between me and Chen Ying-shu. What business is it of yours to interfere Don't blame me if the blade falls on your face.
"I heard that Jin Chenhan is very attentive to you now. If your face was disfigured, he would probably dislike you too, right"
Mengluo Leng let out a snort, his eyes fixed on the knife in Qiao Wanning's hand.
"Now, let me carve up Miss Chen Er's pretty face and show Nan Ge your bloody mess, shall we" Qiao Wanning wasted no time, gripped the blade tightly, and was truly prepared to draw some bloodstains on Chen Yingshu's face.
She knew she couldn't live, so she dragged the two of them to hell with her.
But, she had underestimated Meng Luo's current power.
Meng Luo-leng saw her clench the hilt of her knife, and the next second, she gripped the baseball bat in her hand and attacked Qiao Wanning's forehead with the fastest speed possible.
With a bang.
The baseball bat hit Qiao Wanning's forehead precisely, without deviation.
Joe Wanning let out a gasp of pain, her head throbbing. Her vision blurred as she lost control, the knife slipping from her grasp and clattering to the floor. She swayed and collapsed backward, unconscious.
With a thud, he fell to the solid floor.
Seeing her fall, Meng Luo-ning grabbed Chen Ying-shu's hand and pulled her over. She then picked up the knife from the ground and walked towards Qiao Wan-ning who was clutching her forehead, dizzy and in pain.
I knelt down, grabbed the collar of her cheongsam, and plunged the knife into her neck. "Qiao Wanning, it's your turn this time."
Qiao Wanning was still in extreme pain, her vision blurry and her body aching.
When she had calmed down a bit, she started to feel the pain and coldness in her neck.
Meng Luo'ling held a knife to her throat.
Qiao Wanning tilted her face, staring at Meng Lening with her dark eyes. The next second, she took a deep breath and grabbed the knife in Meng Lening's hand.
Regardless of the tender hands gripping the blade, it would be cut.
"Gritting his teeth, he said, "You think I'll give up"
“Meng Luo, you are wrong.”
I will not give up!
Meng Luo-ning didn't expect her to be so stubborn. She gripped the knife tightly and struggled with her: "Don't act recklessly."轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!