Chapter 2883: Pretending to Be Weak

Lu Mo looked at them coldly and said in a deep voice: "Half an hour is half an hour. If we don't go up, you don't go up either. There are still five minutes left, wait!"

He will never be partial to one over the other, nor take advantage of others.

Fairness and justice are his principles of doing things.

Not even a second less.

"If anything happens to my son, you will all have to pay for his life!" Jiang's mother was so angry that she trembled all over. Her heart was getting heavier and heavier. She had a premonition that her son was in big trouble.

Ye Qingqing snorted, "Your son's kind of thing, only death can be called a contribution to the earth, and you still want us to pay for your bastard son's life, my... Is your face bigger than your ass!"

"You... you little whore..."

Jiang's mother pointed at Ye Qingqing, her face flushed red, and she was about to burst a blood vessel out of anger.

"Respect yourself!"

Lu Mo flicked the old woman's finger lightly, and Jiang's mother's face changed drastically in pain. Cold sweat flowed down like soybeans. She looked at Lu Mo with fear and dared not scold him anymore.

This man seemed to have kung fu skills, and she couldn't afford to offend him.

Five long minutes passed, and Lu Mo let the two old guys pass. Jiang's parents supported each other and hurried up to the second floor. Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo followed behind slowly.

"Ah..."

Jiang's mother's shrill screams were very harsh in the silent night, alarming other neighbors, who all came out to check the situation. It seemed that the situation was a bit big this time, but when they saw Jiang Xingzhi's miserable state on the ground, they were almost scared to death, and some timid ones went back to their rooms directly.

"Someone's dead... I'm dying... Call 110 quickly..."

"Call 120... It's important to save people, call 120 quickly..."

The neighbors talked a lot, and they were all at a loss. Jiang's mother fainted, and Jiang's father was also scared and had no idea. He stood there like a wooden man.

Jiang Xingzhi lay on the ground like a dead man, his face as white as paper, unconscious. There was not much blood on the ground, but there was a strong smell of blood in the room. The air became stagnant, as if the whole room was shrouded in blood mold. No one dared to go in.

The neighbors gathered in the corridor, looking around, with terrified expressions. They really didn't expect that Lu Qinghua, who had always been beaten, would dare to do such a cruel thing today. It seemed that Jiang Xingzhi might not survive.

Either explode in silence or die in silence.

What a wise saying!

Lu Qinghua was covered in blood, and it was unknown whether it was her own or Jiang Xingzhi's. She sat on the ground blankly, without saying a word, but she looked frightening.

Although Lu Mo guessed that something was wrong, he was still a little surprised by the tragic situation in front of him. He looked deeply at Ye Qingqing, who looked calm. This girl has improved.

"He wants to strangle me to death... I... I don't want to die..."

Lu Qinghua spoke, her head lowered, as if she was frightened, but in fact, the corners of her lips were raised, her eyes were clear, and she had never been as happy as she was now, but she remembered Ye Qingqing's words.

The more people there are, the more you have to pretend to be weak, pitiful and miserable.

Ye Qingqing went over and opened Lu Qinghua's collar. There were purple pinch marks around his neck, and the handprints were obviously from an adult man. The neighbors who had some sympathy for Jiang Xingzhi immediately shifted their sympathy to Lu Qinghua.

"When the rabbit is anxious, it dares to kick the eagle. Lu Qinghua is being forced into a corner. Which woman can stand it for so many years? This Jiang Xingzhi is really a piece of shit." A neighbor whispered.