Chapter 2982 Give it back to you!

"It's you?!"

Meng Shaoling's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with deep vigilance. Mo Nanjue sneered, but he didn't stop there. The man suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Meng Shaoling's shoulders and threw him to the side!

Meng Shaoling held his wrist instead, and Mo Nanjue raised his leg to touch his waist. Meng Shaoling was about to avoid it, but the man raised his other leg and hit his knee hard!

Meng Shaoling frowned, supported his shoulders and turned over. Mo Nanjue moved very quickly, without giving him a chance to breathe. When he turned around, he grabbed his arm and pulled him down!

There was a click, and the joint was dislocated. Mo Nanjue pressed forward step by step, and then grabbed his other arm. The two figures shuttled through the hall like shadows. Meng Shaoling reluctantly connected the arm, and Mo Nanjue found the right moment, and again

Drag his other arm into dislocation!

"Um--"

Meng Shaoling let out a heavy groan, and the bodyguards on the side quickly drew their guns and stepped forward. Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed coldly, and when Meng Shaoling raised his elbows, he grabbed his waist and threw him away hard!

With a thud, Meng Shaoling landed on the ground and tried his best to stabilize his body, but the impact was too strong, and his back still hit the bodyguard, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground, "Master!"

The bodyguard fell to the ground and tables and chairs were knocked down. He quickly stood up and helped Meng Shaoling up, "Master, are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"

His words undoubtedly indicated that he had lost. Meng Shaoling gave him a cold look. The bodyguard realized that he had made a mistake and quickly shut up.

Mo Beiyan clenched his hands tightly. He stood still, maintaining the posture of turning his head, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Huantong.

Meng Shaoling clenched his teeth and endured the severe pain to reattach the dislocated arm. He stood up. Mo Nanjue's delicate chin was raised, and he looked at him with a cold and condescending look, "Are you going to stab him in the right shoulder?"

Meng Shaoling had a smile on her face, hiding her cruelty. Mo Huantong was here, and he didn't want to say anything unpleasant for her to hear, "I don't mean any harm, I just vented my anger for Huantong. No one wants their woman to be bullied like that by others.

You should agree with this, right?"

"I don't care who you vent your anger on, but whoever touches my family will have the same consequences."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes as he spoke. Meng Shaoling was still waiting for the second half of his sentence, but saw him raise his thin lips. The next second, the man kicked up the dagger on the ground and held it in his hand. Mo Nanjue suddenly rushed forward.

In front of him, the tip of the knife stabbed directly into his right shoulder!

"you!"

Meng Shaoling had no time to step back, and the blood dyed the light purple shirt red. He suddenly turned cold, and Mo Nanjue's peach blossom eyes raised coldly, "Give it back to you!"

"..."

Meng Shaoling moved back with all his strength, and the two distanced themselves. He reached his shoulder with his palm and pulled out the dagger.

Mo Nanjue flicked the dust off his collar, and Meng Shaoling stood up straight. Although she was bleeding, there was still a smile on her lips. "I will treat it as if I took this knife for Huantong," he turned around and looked at

Mo Beiyan said, "If you are still angry with her, I can let you stab her again. As long as you don't cause trouble for Huantong in the future, I will be willing to take any number of stabs."

He would talk about Mo Huantong in every sentence, and he could bring up something even if he didn't have anything to do. Mo Beiyan still stared at her with a cold face, "Are you moved? Don't cry out about pain? There is a man willing to do this for you.

, why don’t you pounce on him and ask him to marry you?!”

"..." Mo Huantong met his eyes, "I don't have an improper relationship with him like you said."
Chapter completed!