The Return of the Daughter: The President's Adorable Wife

The sharp knife fell down at an accelerated rate, and in Miao Wenxiu's panic, it landed on her face without any crookedness, and then slashed down along the cheek.

Sun Dezheng and Liang Yuehe were too frightened to speak out, for fear that the knife would stab themselves later.

Miao Wenxiu's withered old face was bleeding profusely, but it didn't hurt the vitals.

Xiao Mo stepped on the handle of the knife with a little force, and the knife bounced off the ground, and after spinning several times in the air, it fell back into Xiao Mo's hand again.

Miao Wenxiu's heart rose to her throat.

The knife was raised in front of Miao Wenxiu again, and then Xiao Mo let go again, and the knife landed on Miao Wenxiu's other half of the face which was not injured.

Miao Wenxiu let out a slight groan, wanting to beg for mercy, but because her mouth was blocked, she couldn't do anything about it.

Xiao Mo kicked the knife again, and after doing the action just now many times, kicked Miao Wenxiu and did not continue.

"Originally, I wanted to let you go." Xiao Mo's tone was full of regret, and Sun Dezheng was startled when he heard that, thinking that Xiao Mo was going to kill someone now, he knelt down without thinking.

"Forgive me! Forgive me, hero! I'll give you whatever you want! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Xiao Mo felt uncomfortable hearing his crying like a pig, raised his right foot and kicked him in the mouth: "I haven't finished yet!"

Sun Dezheng shut his mouth in fear.

Xiao Mo snorted coldly, glanced at Miao Wenxiu who was lying on the ground trembling, remembering that Lin Ke had become what he is now thanks to her, he couldn't help but hate this old woman even more, raised his foot to Miao Wenxiu's Another kick at the waist.

"We were asking for money, but the appearance of this old woman disrupted our plan. Tell me, can I let you go?"

Sun Dezheng's expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth as he snorted Miao Wenxiu.

At this time, Xiao Mo threw the dagger between him and Liang Yuehe.

"Woman, he wants to send you out like a plaything, what do you think?" Xiao Mo asked Liang Yuehe sharply.

Liang Yuehe looked at the knife, and secretly glanced at Sun Dezheng. Seeing that he was also watching the knife without blinking and waiting for an opportunity, he immediately preempted the attack and snatched the knife before Sun Dezheng.

The corner of Xiao Mo's mouth curled into a triumphant smile.

"This old woman doesn't count. You two, we can only let one go. You see, whoever goes and who stays?"

"I'll leave, she'll stay!" Sun Dezheng roared immediately.

Xiao Mo gouged out the eyes of this irresponsible man, coughed, and interrupted Liang Yuehe who was still about to speak: "The knife is given to you, you can decide for yourself."

He led the people back a few steps, leaving a large area for Sun Dezheng and Liang Yuehe to "duel".

Liang Yuehe's hand holding the knife trembled, and she raised her other hand to hold the knife together.

Sun Dezheng looked at her in horror, stepped back, but raised his hands, making a gesture to calm Liang Yuehe's mood: "Yuehe, calm down..."

Seeing that Liang Yuehe was a little hesitant, Sun Dezheng walked forward cautiously, his eyes kept going back and forth between Liang Yuehe's face and the knife.

Xiao Mo could see that he wanted to take the knife and fight back. Once Sun Dezheng got the Swiss Army Knife, Liang Yuehe would be dead.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo coughed: "Let me remind you again, one person leaves and the other stays."

Liang Yuehe was startled suddenly, and immediately held the knife tightly again with his loose hand, and stabbed the air threateningly at Sun Dezheng who was about to come forward to grab the knife.

"Don't come here!"

Sun Dezheng secretly complained about Xiao Mo's talkativeness just now, but he still had to fear the knife in Liang Yuehe's hand and nodded along her will: "Okay, okay... I won't step forward, I won't step forward."

He stopped, and Liang Yuehe didn't dare to move.

Both of them were silent for a while, Sun Dezheng couldn't think of a way to escape, so he could only blame Liang Yuehe.

"Yuehe..." he said flatteringly, "Let's put down the knife and talk..."

Liang Yuehe was a little shaken, but when he saw Xiao Mo and the others behind Sun Dezheng, he shook his head nervously.

Sun Dezheng secretly scolded her for being unkind, but on the surface he pretended to be gentle and persuaded: "Yuehe, don't be afraid, I won't harm you..."

"I want to give people to our brothers to play, so it's not harmful? Bah!"

A brother behind Xiao Mo couldn't bear to listen and taunted Sun Dezheng.

Sun Dezheng's complexion suddenly became even uglier. Liang Yuehe was equally annoyed when he remembered this incident.

"Tell me! What do you think I am? In order to bear the burden of humiliation, you actually want to put me...you without even thinking about it! Sun Dezheng, you are worse than a beast!"

Liang Yuehe cursed loudly, Xiao Mo nodded frequently in agreement.

Sun Dezheng was about to scold the man who reminded Liang Yuehe of this in his heart, but when he saw Liang Yuehe rushing towards him with a knife in his hands, he hurriedly dodged.

Liang Yuehe jumped into the air, adjusted his body and went out towards Sun Dezheng again, but Sun Dezheng happened to be in a corner and couldn't dodge.

Seeing that Liang Yuehe's knife was about to pierce his stomach, Sun Dezheng took a deep breath, stretched out his hands and grabbed Liang Yuehe's hands just a second before the knife was about to pierce his stomach.

Sun Dezheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Liang Yuehe wanted to stab forward, but he couldn't resist Sun Dezheng's strength, so he had to lead him around.

The positions of the two people switched, and Sun Dezheng held Liang Yuehe's hand holding the handle of the knife with both hands: "Yuehe, let's put down the knife and talk..."

"You might as well have something to say!" Liang Yuehe scolded angrily.

Sun Dezheng secretly gouged out the eyes of this disgusting woman, remembered what Xiao Mo said at the beginning, turned his head and said: "Aren't you asking for money? I have it! As long as you let me go, you can have as much money as you want!"

Sun Dezheng only said to let go of himself, without mentioning Liang Yuehe at all.

Xiao Mo pointed at Liang Yuehe with his chin: "What about her?"

"She..." Sun Dezheng turned his head and glanced at Liang Yuehe. To be honest, after what happened just now, he really didn't want to save Liang Yuehe.

But now Liang Yuehe was holding the knife, and the knife was still in front of his stomach.If he said that he couldn't be saved, then Bao Qi Liang Yuehe would have stabbed him all over the ground with a knife when he was stimulated.

Gritting his teeth, Sun Dezheng said cruelly: "She...I will redeem her too!"

Liang Yuehe let out the breath he was carrying.

Xiao Mo casually kicked Miao Wenxiu who was pretending to be dead on the ground: "Where is this old woman?"

"She..." Sun Dezheng gouged out Miao Wenxiu's eyes, "I don't know her!"

Xiao Mo reckoned that the dumb medicine should take effect by now, so he winked at the subordinates behind him, and someone immediately stepped forward to untie Miao Wenxiu.

Miao Wenxiu stood up, and regardless of the injury on her face, she raised her head and slapped Sun Dezheng who hadn't reacted yet, pointing at him and wanting to yell.

However, due to the effect of the mute drug, her scolding was silent at all, it could only be like a pantomime.