Quickly wear the evil girl, hug the heroine's thigh tightly and make a ball of love

Duan Xi is thin and young, with a childish tone in her voice that has not receded.

"Art, man, don't tell lies. For the sake of Sister Qingmeng, even if there is no Sister Qingmeng, I will definitely come to you for Sister Yue."

"Because the person you keep calling 'dear' is my cousin."

"Art, think about it before you decide. If Sister Yue is injured at all, see if it's a price you can afford."

She was not bragging. Although the Fifth Street No. 11 store seemed to be an ordinary store, the owner, Duan Chen, was not something anyone could offend.

Art was severely threatened by the three parties, and even Lu Qingmeng and Sang Mo had not spoken yet.

If the two of them talked again, Art would just jump off the second floor.

Art was still holding the gun against Lu Yue's head. His eyelids might have twitched, but he didn't expect Lu Yue to have such a relationship with the Medical God Organization and Duan Xi.

But he was still not afraid at all.

Because Lu Yue has this trump card in his hand, no matter how harsh words these people say, it will be useless.

He hit Lu Yue on the head with his pistol and smiled at everyone:

"Hahaha, are you here to make fun of me? Now, her life is in my hands. No matter how powerful you are, you must obey my command, otherwise... bam - her head will blossom. "

Song Mo clenched his fists tightly, and Lu Qingmeng could hear his teeth grinding around him.

Lu Qingmeng whispered beside him: "Don't worry, just watch the show. Xiaoyue can escape. If you anger Art, Xiaoyue will be in more danger."

Song Mo glanced at her in confusion, "Don't worry, don't worry, how could you not be worried? Isn't Yueyue your sister? Are you so indifferent?"

Lu Qingmeng rolled her eyes at him speechlessly.

"You still don't believe me when I say you don't understand Xiaoyue. Do you believe Xiaoyue?"

"Believe it." He said firmly and resolutely.

"That's alright. Since you believe in her, let's watch the show slowly."

Lu Qingmeng looked at Sang Mo, and Sang Mo looked at Lu Yue with half-squinted eyes and a slight frown.

Lu Yue's arms were restrained, her mouth was gagged, and her head was held by Art with a gun, but there was no trace of fear in her watery and sparkling eyes.

She looked at Sang Mo and blinked, not caring whether he understood what she meant.

Anyway, as long as my sister understands.

As soon as Sammo and his men made a move, Art sternly stopped them before they even touched the gun with their hands under their clothes.

"Don't move, if you move I'll blow her head off."

This shout really made everyone motionless.

"You want a gun, right? Put your hands down!"

There was no other way, everyone could only listen to his words and slowly put down their hands.

Lu Qingmeng clenched his fists and coughed lightly, adjusted his posture, and looked anxious and scared.

"Art, how on earth can you let my sister go? If you want the black market, it's absolutely impossible."

Art lowered his eyes with contempt on his face.

"Ha, I told you, if you want Lu Yue to survive, the only way to survive is through the black market."

"Besides the black market?"

"I don't lack money and I don't lack power. I want strength and power. I want the black market just to see Sang Mo unhappy.",

Art said with great joy, his eyebrows seemed to be dancing.

He added: "Jiuxiao, I have already said that I am testing him to see if he is sincere to your sister. If he is not sincere, why not marry your sister to me? I will definitely be sincere to her."

"Hahahahaha."

He smiled lustfully, and I really wanted to slap him with a big-eared melon seed.

The current situation is a stalemate. With these forces combined, Art's statement that he is not afraid is false.

It can be said that it is not impossible to blow up this place directly.

Without Lu Yue's trump card, he would definitely not be so arrogant.

Maybe he was too arrogant, which made Lu Yue really unable to continue acting.

The rag stuffed in her mouth was pushed down randomly with her tongue, and finally it came out.

"Bah——tui——tui——"

When the bodyguard saw that she had broken free from the cloth gagged in her mouth, he quickly picked up the rag and wanted to continue gagging her.

Lu Yue glared at him, "If you stuff me with this rag again, I'll stuff you with smelly socks."

The bodyguard didn't listen to her, but fortunately Art shook his head and he threw the rag aside.

Art rubbed Lu Yue's soft face with his gun, looking obsessed.

"Look, this little face is attractive even if it's dusty, and this little mouth also makes people want to taste it."

Lu Yue glanced at him with disgust.

"tui——If you are shameless, how did you say those words?"

No matter what she said, Art never seemed angry and always looked at her with a smile.

"I just like your arrogant and scolding look. It's very charming and makes my little heart beat for you!"

"Come on, you're still pounding and pounding. Why didn't you tell me that you had a myocardial infarction and a heart attack and your heart was about to jump out."

Art pointed a gun at Lu Yue with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, forcing her to look at him.

He held her chin and rubbed his thumb on her red lips. The atmosphere was very ambiguous.

"My dear, you have to know that I am sincere to you. In your Chinese language, this is called love at first sight."

"You see, he is not willing to trade for you on the black market, which proves that he does not really love you, but I really like you, how about you follow me?"

The distance between the two was so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

This made Sang Mo clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and his eyes slowly narrowed as he stared at Art, with murderous intent filling his eyes.

Several people near him felt the strong killing intent rolling over him.

Lu Yue didn't want to be fooled by Art, so she hit her head forward hard, and with a bang, it hit Art's head.

This time, Art grimaced in pain, his expression became ferocious, and his forehead instantly swelled.

Even so, the gun in his hand was still pointed at Lu Yue's head.

On the other hand, Lu Yue's forehead was just a little red. Her head was really hard!

"Hahaha, I knocked you to death, and I fell in love at first sight. It's great to fall in love with a knife. I will kill you with a knife."

Art rubbed his forehead, a dangerous look in his eyes.

"Lu Yue, my patience has its limit. If I give you a choice and you don't choose it, it will be too late to regret later."

Lu Yue's expression was gentle and her tone was soft, "Oh? Really? If that's the case..."

Her hand, which was pressed behind her back by the bodyguard, quietly slipped four silver needles from her sleeve and clamped them between the index, middle, and ring fingers of both hands.

She turned her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about Art's words, but in fact, the hand behind her back had already placed the silver needle in place.

"Then if that's the case..."