My Little Mom is the Richest

Blood that was darker than the ankle was flowing out. Mu Qiu only cut off his veins, but did not cut open the arteries on his arms.

To avoid falling, this guy bleeds to death all of a sudden. There was only one hand left among the limbs that had not been cut open by Mu Qiu. Mu Qiu was about to cut that hand open as well. The captain, who looked horrified, shouted, "No! No!"

As if Mu Qiu didn't hear his voice, she cut the vein on that arm with a dagger. "You still have an hour and a half. After an hour and a half, all the blood in your body will be gone."

"And even if you stopped the wound an hour and a half ago, it may still cause necrosis of the body's organs. So if you want to wait for your accomplices to save you, just wait here. Anyway, I have plenty of time to accompany you."

Mu Qiu, who was obviously very anxious, still looked calm and composed, pretending not to care in her tone. The killer captain really thought that Mu Qiu was not in any hurry to escape.

He was thinking rapidly in his mind whether he should tell the young man in front of him. Still keeping secrets for the big boss behind the scenes. He understood Wang Fuqu's methods, and no one in Suzhou dared to defy him head on.

Not to mention that he was asked to betray Wang Fuqu now. The killer captain still had his wife and children at home. My wife has been bedridden for many years, and my child is still in primary school.

If he didn't help Wang Fuqu with these things, he wouldn't have the ability to afford his wife a high-end hospital ward or imported medicines. It can be said that Wang Fuqu saved his family, but it also left him with no way to turn back.

He knew the consequences of betraying Wang Fuqu. It didn't matter if he died, but what about his wife and children? With Wang Fuqu's skills, the two of them would not survive. He didn't want to drag these two people down. What he owed the most in his life was his wife who took care of him.

Mu Qiu saw the captain's eyes became dazed, and she was sure that he was already weighing whether to say it or not. Time passed by, and those who knew what was going on behind the scenes were still weighing in, and those who wanted to know what was going on behind the scenes were also anxious.

The blood in the body flowed to the floor tiles in large quantities, and the captain felt his body starting to get cold. His lips were already white with frost, but he finally said, "Help me stop the bleeding, I say." His voice was a little weak.

It looked like he had lost a lot of blood. Mu Qiu stood in front of the captain indifferently. He wanted to wait for the captain to speak out before helping him stop the bleeding. The captain, who saw Mu Qiu's thoughts, said, "If you want to know what's going on behind the scenes, help me stop the bleeding first."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I can tell you everything before the blood dries out!" After finishing speaking, the captain leaned weakly on his chair and remained silent. Mu Qiu, who was eager to know Mu Xue's whereabouts, cursed softly.

Then he tore off the clothes of the dead gunmen, tore them into strips of cloth, and bandaged the captain's wounds. The captain who stopped the bleeding looked weakly at Mu Qiu in front of him.

He chose to betray Wang Fuqu at the last moment, not knowing what consequences he would face. But at the last moment, the fear of death overcame his responsibility as a husband and father.

He wanted to live, even if he fled with his wife and children, he still wanted to live.

After bandaging, Mu Qiu said, "Where is Mu Xue?" The captain lying on the chair looked at Mu Qiu's anxious eyes and smiled suddenly. But the next moment, Mu Qiu grabbed her by the throat. . ,,.