Aristocratic Shocking Love: The First Lady

Zhao Mingcheng disregarded one of his own eyes, which was covered by blood, and violently grabbed Yang Mengshan's hair.

He led her to the wall, and then hit the wall with her head, "Can't you run? Can't you run?"

Yang Mengshan's head was hit with pain, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and the cheeks on both sides were swollen.

"Zhao Mingcheng, you let go of my daughter, you bastard! You let go, bastard..." As he said, he jumped up with his hands tied and slammed into Zhao Mingcheng.

Zhao Mingcheng was hit like this, and immediately stepped back a few steps to the side.

But immediately, he immediately stepped forward, gritted his teeth bitterly, and kicked Gu Liangwei heavily.

"Ah!" Gu Liangwei yelled in pain, losing his balance and fell to the ground.

"dad!"

"dad!"

Gu Youli and Yang Mengshan screamed almost simultaneously.

Yang Mengshan, who was close, immediately climbed to Gu Liangwei's side and stretched out his hand to help Gu Liangwei: "Dad, how are you? Dad..."

And Gu Youli, who was tied up, was pushed down by Miluo before he got up.

"Don't move," Miluo roared and kicked Gu Youli. "If you move again, I will kill you."

Gu Youli instinctively lay aside, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhao Mingcheng kicking Gu Liangwei one by one, Yang Mengshan couldn't stop him.

She rose in anger, her eyes scarred as blood, she slammed into Milo, and the long nail in her hand smashed his chest.

After inserting it, Gu Youli did not do anything. Instead, he continued to stab the nails. After pulling out the nails, he continued to stab them with great force.

"Ahhhh, Ivan, help..." Milo yelled in pain, struggling desperately on the ground.

Zhao Mingcheng heard Miluo's help and looked back and saw Miluo lying in a pool of blood, while Gu Youli was holding a long rusty nail with blood in his hands, like a ghost from hell. same.

The nail was still greeting Milo's body at this moment.

"Miluo!" Zhao Mingcheng turned around and wanted to save Miluo, but Gu Liangwei clasped his feet firmly.

Gu Liangwei refused to let him go and let him hurt his daughter.

Zhao Mingcheng couldn't kick Gu Liangwei away, and suddenly took a pistol from his arms.

He saw Gu Youli still using iron nails to deal with Miluo, and his gun was aimed at Gu Youli. Gu Liangwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood up instinctively and went to block the muzzle.

"Bang," the bullet hit Gu Liangwei's arm.

Gu Liangwei was in pain but didn't avoid it. Anyway, he went to grab Zhao Mingcheng's gun. Zhao Mingcheng's wound moved downward and he was about to shoot Gu Liangwei again.

Yang Mengshan turned pale with fright, and shouted, "Zhao Mingcheng, you must not hurt my dad."

She ran over and grabbed Zhao Mingcheng's hand like Gu Liangwei. Gu Liangwei immediately shouted: "Run Yuli, run Mengshan."

With the muzzle facing, the bullet hit the roof with a "bang".

And Yang Mengshan shouted: "Dad, run away..."

He looked at Gu Youli again: "Gu Youli, hurry up and take dad away, hurry up!"

During this period, Miluo finally fainted with pain. Gu Youli slammed his hands on a large piece of old glass next to him. Accompanied by the sound of "crashing", the glass shattered, leaving sharp edges.

The glass was like a knife, Gu Youli put his hands on it, ready to cut the rope in her hand.

After a while, the rope broke, but there were bloodstains on the wrists, and the palms were dripping with blood.