Chapter 93 The miserable Lin Zhiping!

"Please stop torturing me and give me a good time!"

Chen Bufan turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear.

Now it is difficult for Master Mo Yu to die even if he wants to.

The pain endured cannot be experienced by others, and it is only stronger than the ten tortures.

There is a saying that can describe his situation at this time: he cannot live but cannot live.

How miserable!

There are countless dramas in the world, but Mo Yu refuses to accept and takes the lead.

For almost five minutes, Mo Yu lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, looking very scary.

He is not dead yet, only one breath is left, and except for his eyes, the rest of his body cannot move.

The pain is self-evident.

"Old guy, how do you feel?" Chen Bufan said condescendingly.

It looks like he is asking a question, but he is actually talking to himself.

Mo Yu couldn't speak or open his mouth.

"Oh! Look at my memory, I forgot about it."

"Are you going to fend for yourself and continue to be tortured, or am I going to send you to hell?"

"If you want to go to hell, just blink your eyes."

Mo Yu used his remaining strength to blink.

"Want to die? Sorry, I'm very busy and don't have time. Let's take a step first." After Chen Bufan finished speaking, he lifted his legs and left.

This guy is so annoying.

If you don't give others pleasure, then you ask for nothing.

What's the point?

I owe you!

When Chen Bufan got in the car, Fang Qingqing was a little timid and moved her butt without leaving any trace.

She saw with her own eyes the cruel and cold side of Chen Bufan, and coupled with her weak character, it was inevitable that she would be timid.

"Do you think I'm cruel?" Chen Bufan leaned on his seat and smiled slightly.

Fang Qingqing lowered her head and did not respond.

"If I'm not cruel, others will think I'm easy to bully, and I'll be in more trouble in the future."

"Just because I'm not cruel doesn't mean others will show mercy to me."

"You don't understand a lot of things." Chen Bufan shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, why are I telling you so much?"

"Chen Bufan!" Fang Qingqing shouted, looking at him seriously, "You hit that old man so hard, is it because he hit me?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't know, but I want to hear the truth."

"Yes!" Chen Bufan nodded affirmatively.

Fang Qingqing is an outsider and should not be involved.

Since Mo Yu took action and did this, he deserves to die.

From Mo Yu's own standpoint, what he did was right, but it was just to fight for a chance of survival.

In Chen Bufan's eyes, Mo Yu is a heinous person.

Fang Qingqing smiled, so pure and beautiful.

"Laughing silly."

"I'd love to!"

"You are still happy to be a mistress."

"Shut up, I'm going to have a big dinner later."

"Didn't we say we should eat noodles?"

"I want to eat Haidilao."

"Okay, I agreed."

From these conversations, Fang Qingqing felt relieved, and it seemed that the relationship between the two had taken a step forward.

Just because Chen Bufan answered the word ‘yes’!

The car went further and further away, disappearing into the northern suburbs park.

Mo Yu slowly closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

His whole body was disabled, but his cultivation was still there. He used his true energy to break his own heart.

He didn't want to suffer anymore.

Even if you can barely survive, what's the point?

No part of his body can move. He is more disabled than a cripple and a hundred times worse than a hemiplegic.

What are you doing alive?

It is better to live than to die, and to die.

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"What? Master Mo Yu is dead? It's impossible!" Ye Wudao received the news not long after.

After all, this is Sioux City, and the Ye family doesn't have to put in much effort if they want to know something.
Chapter completed!