Li Ao had a poor health when he was a child and was not a strong man. He was kicked by a 1.9-meter-tall strong man and fell to the ground immediately. His cheeks turned pale with pain.
Li Ao wanted to stand up, but his bones were too painful and he couldn't succeed for a while.
Han Miao's eyes were red with anger when she saw this scene. She spat at the man with the rotten face, spitting out a mouthful of saliva, and angrily cursed: "You son of a bitch, don't bully him! You are ugly, so you should blame your parents. What's your ability to bully us!"
The man was enraged and suddenly snatched the bodyguard's hand and gun from his waist, grabbed Han Miao's arm and dragged her to the sofa.
The man stepped on Han Miao's back with one leg, raised his pistol and pointed it at Han Miao's head.
Han Miao's face was against the sofa, facing the direction where Li Ao fell.
After being stepped on on the back by the man, Han Miao finally regretted it.
She should have learned martial arts from her father since she was young. At this moment, playing the piano is not as good as fighting.
If Han Jun had faced this situation, he would have fought back hard and successfully killed the enemy.
The man warned Han Miao: "You little bitch, be quiet!" He lowered his head and looked down at Li Ao, as if he was looking at a funny little mouse.
Li Ao glared at him angrily, like a little beast on the verge of death but refusing to accept its fate, baring its fangs at the enemy who hurt him.
Seeing Li Ao's unwilling look, the man smiled maliciously and made an awkward request, "Little guy, if you can say a word, I will let your girlfriend go."
The man pointed to a propaganda board behind him and said, "That's it! The core values of socialism!"
Han Miao was cursing again: "You son of a bitch! He's mute! It's not fair for you to force him to speak!"
"Shut up!" The man thought Han Miao was annoying and asked someone to put tape on Han Miao's mouth.
Han Miao: “Wuwuwuwu…”
Li Ao stared at the words "Socialist Core Values" and then looked at Han Miao who was being ruthlessly stepped on by the man. He saw that Han Miao's face turned pale with pain and cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt indescribable guilt and self-blame in his heart.
If only he could speak!
It would be nice if I could speak!
He wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a terrible command rang in his mind -
I will beat you to death if you dare to speak!
Li Ao felt as if there were thousands of needles piercing his throat, causing a sharp pain.
But at this moment, the man loaded the bullet, moved his finger to the trigger, and made a gesture as if he could pull the trigger at any time, fire the bullet, and kill Han Miao!
Li Ao's heart suddenly tightened!
At that moment, he heard the sound of something disintegrating in his mind.
He suddenly covered his ears with both hands, opened his mouth desperately, and let out a hoarse, painful and uncomfortable roar: "Don't... Don't kill her!"
The young man's voice was so hoarse and unpleasant because he had not spoken for a long time. His vocal cords trembled when he spoke suddenly, and the sound he made was so hoarse and unpleasant, like the tip of a knife carving deep marks along the rock.
No matter how hard the stone is, once you carve a mark with a knife, it is easy to carve a second or third mark!
"Don't kill her!"
Li Ao's eyes were red as he roared loudly, "Don't kill her!"
"I can't, I can't lose her!"
He can't lose her!
That's his little sun!
Han Miao's eyes widened at the sound of Li Ao's voice. She stared in astonishment at the boy roaring in pain, her heart swirling. She felt touched, yet also regretful. She wished Li Ao had spoken in a more joyful moment, rather than in this dire, life-threatening moment.
The two young men were immersed in an atmosphere of grief and anger, but no one noticed that the young boys and girls who were originally scared to death, as well as Ran Lian and the bodyguards behind him, all showed relieved smiles.
The man with the rotten face raised his foot, handed the gun to the bodyguard, picked up his phone, made a call, and said respectfully: "Miss, it worked."
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