1238. Kneel down, or I'll kill her.
Mu Anran used nearly all her strength to crawl to Yu Lingqian's side.
She tightly gripped his hand...
If both of them were truly doomed this time, then they would die together.
Mu Shaojing was ultimately enraged by this final blow.
"Damn bastards!"
He shouted angrily, and leaped forward.
Moving quickly, he struck the white man viciously in the abdomen from an eerily strange angle.
The man was kicked directly to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.
Seeing that Mu Shaojing was going to strike again, the other two black men lifted Lin Guanguan from her wheelchair.
Fear of Mu Shaojing filled their eyes.
But, they realized one thing...
They had a hostage.
They shouted loudly in broken English, "Stop, or I'll shoot her!"
Mu Shaojing looked at the dark gun barrel pointed at Lin Guanguan's head and hesitated for a few seconds.
Ultimately.
Under the black men's threats, he lowered his fist.
"Damn it."
