y down the alley, she suddenly remembered something. She quickened her pace and caught up to Fu Mo'han's steps. Raising her chin, her bright eyes looked at him, her tone firm and resolute, "Just now,...Lin Jin-yan widened her eyes, her mouth clamped shut by Zheng Jinbao's grip. She couldn't utter a word and frantically shook her head in helplessness.

"Zheng Jinbao, you dare!" Fu Mo'han hated that he couldn't fly up and kill Zheng Jinbao. His chilling aura shocked everyone around him, making them not underestimate him.

"Look, do you dare Not only do I dare, but right in front of everyone, I'll defile your wife. Ha ha," Zheng Jinbao said, releasing Lin Jinyan and picking up a pair of scissors, approaching Lin Jinyan menacingly.

He waited patiently for Fu Mo Han to come before moving Lin Jin Ran, mainly because he wanted Fu Mo Han to see with his own eyes how he was playing with Fu Mo Han's woman.

Compared to seeing Lin Jinran being played by Fu Mokhan, this is the most stimulating time right now.

"No, no..." Lin Jinran couldn't even care about the pain and burning sensation that wracked his body.

She shook her head in despair. Her blouse had already been cut to shreds by Zheng Jinbao, and if he kept cutting, she'd be completely exposed.

"Zheng Jinbao!" Fu Mo'han roared with fury, his movements becoming increasingly ferocious. Every swing of the club was aimed at killing, each strike a deadly blow.

By the time Zheng Jinbao used scissors to cut open Lin Jinran's shirt, Fu Mo寒 had already knocked seven or eight people to the ground.

One or two people were left, also injured, and they retreated in fear.

Fu Mo'han, like a demon, coldly glared at them. He clutched an iron rod in his hand, ignoring the pain on his body, and strode upstairs.

He had just gone upstairs when Zheng Jinbao grabbed a pair of scissors and held them against Lin Jinyan's neck, "Take one more step forward, and she'll come with me to my grave."

Fu Mo Han paused, his dark eyes cold as ice.

"I didn't expect you to be this good, ten people weren't even a match for you, tsk tsk tsk. I should have brought more people, but what's the difference anyway."

The scissors grazed the back of Lin Jin's fair neck. "If you so much as move, I can't guarantee my hand won't slip and get a little... inside."

"If you dare to touch her, I'll make the Zheng family bury with her!" Fu Mo's voice was cold and sinister, his aura growing increasingly chilling.

"Fu Mo Han, you've forgotten haven't you You've already severed the Zheng family line." Zheng Jin Bao sneered fearlessly, completely ignoring Fu Mo Han's words, even more agitated. "I have no descendants left, so what do I care about now"

Fu Mo's eyes darkened, "What do you want"

"I wonder how, haha." Zheng Jinbao laughed out loud, staring at Fu Mo's eyes with malice and danger, "Well said, you want her to live, right"

As Zheng Jinbao held onto Lin Jinyan's cheeks, the scissors gently glided across his fair face. The sharp pain on his cheeks seemed to be unnoticed, as if he felt nothing at all.

Fu Mo's brow furrowed.

From afar, Zheng Jinbao's voice could be heard, "If you cut off that thing of yours, I can let you go."

As he spoke, he picked up a knife from the side and threw it towards Fu Mo寒.

Zheng Jinming's meaning was very clear. He wanted Fu Mo寒 to castrate himself and let him taste the consequences of losing his power.

When Lin Jinran heard this, she bit her lip and shook her head.

She didn't believe Zheng Jinbao would let them go, this was just a way for Zheng Jinbao to humiliate Fu Mo寒.

"No, don't!"

"Shut up!" Zheng Jinbao impatiently, the scissors stabbed into Lin Jinyan's skin, an excruciating pain.

Indeed, this was a means. Zheng Jinbao hated Fu Mo寒 and wanted to personally sever him, but compared to taking action himself, Zheng Jinbao would rather see Fu Mo cold take action himself.

If he didn't do it, Zheng Jinbao would do it instead.

Today, Fu Mo Han is here. Even if it's hard to beat, he can't escape!ed onto Lin Jinran's wrist, pulling her into his embrace and holding her close. 。"Where are you hurt" Holding the woman in his arms, Fu Mo'han's low voice carried a hint of tension. His dark eyes were...