Novel Catchup
Chapter 479: Leng Chenmo Overwhelmed with Rage_1
Chapter 479: Chapter 479: Leng Chenmo Overwhelmed with Rage_1
“Are you trying to mess around?”
Leng Chenmo stared at Tang Zhou, whose neck was squeezed by Leng Weixuan. The veins on his hand that held the gun popped out, and his voice hoarsened, “Well then, today, I’ll play along with you!”
Sweat soaked Leng Weixuan’s entire body. He tried to make himself smaller, hiding behind Tang Zhou, thinking that Leng Chenmo wouldn’t dare to shoot recklessly, in case he hit Tang Zhou…
Unexpectedly, a gunshot rang out, “Bang”.
“Ah!” Leng Weixuan’s left kneecap was hit, causing him to kneel down due to the unbearable pain.
“Bang”, another gunshot sounded.
Just as he was forced to kneel, Leng Chenmo’s gun was already aimed at his crotch.
“Ah!”
This time it wasn’t a cry like a pig being slaughtered, but a chilling howl. He didn’t care about holding Tang Zhou anymore, he instinctively froze and covered his crotch, rolling on the ground. His blue sports pants were quickly stained with blood.
Leng Chenmo’s next movement was to stride forward to catch Tang Zhou, whose body was collapsing.
Tang Zhou could barely hold himself up, and with great effort from his swollen eyes, he could see that the person coming to rescue him was Leng Chenmo.
He tried to muster a smile, eager to reclaim his usual composure. His words gushed out around the blood trickling from his mouth, “Why…did…you… come… so late?”
“I’m sorry, I’m late,” Leng Chenmo stared at the congealed blood pouring out of Tang Zhou’s mouth, his breath staggering. His long arms held him firmly, allowing Tang Zhou’s head to lean on his shoulder. His movements were protective as he wiped the blood from Tang Zhou’s mouth, repeating with regret and self-blame, “I’m sorry…”
“I… wasn’t… a coward…,” Tang Zhou seemed to care a lot about this.
“I know, you’re never a coward,” Leng Chenmo picked him up, intending to take him to the helicopter.
However, Tang Zhou pointed to his pants on the ground, “Pick up the pants, give them to me.”
Leng Chenmo stared at the pants on the ground, now marred with numerous footprints, he said, “Forget about them.”
“No, I want my pants.” He didn’t want Leng Chenmo to know about his hidden condition. Besides his own brother, he didn’t want anyone else to know his secret. He didn’t want anyone to look at him differently.
But with his eyes barely open, Tang Zhou, still on high alert, looked at the remaining people at the scene: “They know my secret,”
“Don’t worry, I’ll silence them for you,” Leng Chenmo understood what was at stake and what Tang Zhou feared.
Hearing this, the few people who were still alive all knelt on the ground, knocking their heads continuously, making loud noises: “Mr. Mo, Mr. Tang, please spare us. I promise to keep this a secret. I won’t utter a word about it. I swear on my family’s lives that I absolutely won’t disclose a single word.”
Leng Chenmo tossed his gun to one of the followers who had gotten off the plane with him. His merciless voice, void of any emotion, ordered, “Kill them all, leave none alive. Except for Leng Weixuan.”
He wouldn’t let Leng Weixuan die so easily!
“Yes!” Ling Zufeng, who had accompanied Leng Chenmo, respectfully nodded.
Ling Zufeng was quite curious about Tang Zhou’s secret, but he dared not to ask. Seeing Leng Chenmo’s sullen face, Ling Zufeng knew that his boss was truly furious. Pissing him off at this point would be a death sentence!
After leaving these words behind, Leng Chenmo carried Tang Zhou to the sports car, picked up the trousers from the ground, brushed off the footprints, and handed it to Tang Zhou. He asked in an extremely gentle voice, “Do you need help putting these on?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om