Chapter 842: Make Him Lose All Face

"Do you think you need a reason?" Zhan Tingbei said in a cold voice, and then began to count down.

"three."

Mo Yunsheng's face turned pale, without a trace of blood.

"Father, father, save me, grandma, save me!" She was about to collapse and almost had urinary incontinence.

"Two." Zhan Tingbei had no expression on his face, as cruel as ever.

"One last shot." He suddenly sneered, "Mo Yunsheng, do you really think I don't dare to make a move?"

As he spoke, he pressed the muzzle of the gun against her forehead. Mo Yunsheng was powerless to stop him and screamed.

"Yes, it was a mysterious man. I don't know him. He took Qiao Yanmeng and Fang Qingyi away!"

"Is Doctor Fang here too?" Zhan Tingbei finally understood why this happened.

Mo Yunsheng was shaking like a sieve, "Qiao Yanmeng would come naturally to save her sister..."

"What?" Mo Jianye suddenly appeared at the door. "Her sister?"

Mo Yunsheng widened his eyes, at a loss.

Zhan Tingbei already knew who that person was. He put away his gun and said coldly, "I will come back to settle the score with you after I rescue them."

"By the way, Uncle Mo, Meng Meng has a younger sister, a biological sister, you don't know yet, right?" Zhan Tingbei raised the corner of his lips slightly, pointed at Mo Yunsheng and said, "She knows everything, you can ask her."

At the same time.

In an ordinary and inconspicuous community in the suburbs.

Dadan sat there contentedly, enjoying the show.

The two mean women who had once made him lose all face and suffered historical torture in both body and dignity were now right in front of him, struggling hard.

They were all drugged and powerless, and could only beg for his forgiveness.

“Hahaha…” Dadan felt that life was so wonderful.

He held the wine glass and couldn't help laughing out loud, and the wine in the glass spilled out and dripped onto the snow-white carpet.

"How do you two feel?" Dadan grinned. An unprecedented joy filled his heart, making him feel relaxed all over.

Qiao Yanmeng stared at him with a cold look, "Dadan, you are looking for death!"

"Haha, I'm looking for death?" Dadan pointed at his chest with his backhand, thinking it was very funny. "I'm looking for death, how could I possibly look for death? You stupid woman, this time, I've invested a lot of money, you two little bastards, just wait for me to deal with you one by one."

Dadan was trembling all over, he was too excited. He had waited for this day for too long.

"Oh, right." He stood up and walked in front of Fang Qingyi, looking down at her. "I forgot to tell you, I'm already well. I visited famous doctors all over the world, and finally someone cured me. Do you know how much I paid? If you tell me those things, I'm afraid I will strangle you to death right now!"

He gritted his teeth and glared at the woman in front of him viciously, as if he wanted to skin her alive.

"Dadan, come to me if you have anything to say!" Qiao Yanmeng shouted coldly.

Fang Qingyi was injured, and she couldn't let her be in danger.

"Why are you in such a hurry, huh? There will be time reserved for you later." Dadan smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Fang Qingyi's stubborn little face.

"It's a shame your face was destroyed, but it doesn't matter, I don't care."

Fang Qingyi looked at him quietly the whole time, with intense sarcasm in his eyes.

Dadan was disgusted by such contempt, and he slapped her in the face with his backhand.

A palm print soon appeared on Fang Qingyi's face.