1355: C1355 It's out of Control

C1355 It's out of Control

In the blink of an eye, those originally deep and clear eyes turned gloomy and terrifying.

There seemed to be a pool of blood inside. A lot of it. A lot of it. It was so deep that it almost turned black.

The woman didn't expect anything to be wrong. She grabbed him tightly and refused to let go.

That was Bo Qian.

As long as she could get close to him, her future would be boundless.

The woman gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage. She dug her hand into his clothes and touched his skin randomly, trying to arouse the desire hidden within his body.

However, the skin under her hand was very cold.

It was very cold, very stiff.

The woman was stunned, inexplicably feeling a bit scared.

Bo Qian clenched his fist. His voice was very low and gloomy. "Let go."

His cold tone shocked her.

The woman shivered. In the next second, she steeled her heart and touched his body. "I won't let go. Young Master Bo, you want it too, don't you, I..."

"Get lost. Otherwise, you will... die."

Bo Qian slowly squeezed out a word.

The woman blinked and hesitated for a second. She still had no intention of letting go.

Then, in the next moment.

Her hand was fiercely grabbed.

Bo Qian suddenly turned around and stared at him coldly. His face was covered with a layer of frost. "Then you are dead for sure."

The last few words were so hoarse that it was almost out of place.

The woman was stunned for a moment. Before she could react, her neck was pinched and she was pressed hard on the carpet.

"Ah!"

The woman screamed in pain. Her voice was sharp and distorted.

Bo Qian's eyes were so red that his face was twisted into a mess. The veins on his neck were popping out one after another. Every nerve in his body seemed to be on the verge of exploding.

Only now did the woman realize the danger.

However, it was too late.

Just as she was about to call for help, a fist fiercely landed.

Her face sank deeply, and a tooth fell off.

Bo Qian knelt on the ground as if his eyes had turned red from killing. One of his hands was holding onto a person's neck, and the other was clenching his fist tightly. He ruthlessly punched that person in the face.

The strength was heavier and heavier.

In the room, there was only a dull sound.

There was also the woman's gradually weakening scream.1

The door was smashed open.

No one noticed.

The woman had already fainted from the beating.

Her lips were full of blood. Some of it splashed onto Bo Qian's face.

It looked sinister and terrifying.

She looked like a vampire from afar, and her entire body was covered with an indescribable strange feeling.

The subordinate was shocked by the scene in the room. He subconsciously looked at Mu Shinian.

Just as he was about to speak, Mu Shinian threw the table to Bo Qian. Then, she quickly walked over and grabbed Bo Qian's wrist. "Enough, she will die!"

If they continued to fight like this, they would really die sooner or later.

Bo Qian turned his head. His face was covered in blood. It was cold.

There was no warmth at all.

Even Mu Shinian was a little scared.

She took a deep breath and forcefully grabbed that wrist. "Calm down!"

Bo Qian had not been sick for a long time.

For such a long time, he was like a normal person. Mu Shinian almost forgot that Bo Qian was actually sick and the trigger mechanism was uncertain.

Bo Qian shook her hand away.

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