Chapter 772: Was "pushed" down the stairs

Chapter 772: Being Pushed Down The Stairs
Jian Mo watched Shi Shaoqin's movements, the panic in his eyes could not cover his expectations.
Mawson was still lying on the ground, some of the blood on his legs and shoulder blades had solidified, but blood was still leaking from the gun hole.
He watched Shi Shaoqin's movements, and gradually, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.
In such a situation as Qin Shao, it was because Jian Mo called his name... so he wanted to calm down?
The vicious light and bloodthirsty murderous aura... instantly projected onto Jian Mo's body.
This woman... even makes Qin Shao care more than Gu Beichen!
How could this be? !
Jian Mo's breathing felt heavy, and his chest fluctuated greatly.
She didn't notice Mawson's naked and vicious gaze, she just watched Shi Shaoqin's movements holding her breath.
Mo Sen gritted his teeth secretly, watching Shi Shaoqin's hand holding the gun, slowly hanging down...
In order to bring Qin Shao's rage to the climax, he even showed his thoughtful eyes when he first entered...
Although, just that.
However, he knew very well that at such a time, Young Master Qin would see it very seriously.
But under such anger, Young Master Qin gradually wanted to restrain his irritability.
There was a soft ‘bang’, and the gun fell to the ground...because of the heavy carpet, most of the sound was drowned out.
Jian Mo had already mentioned the heart in her throat, as if she was sitting on a jumping machine, suddenly falling from the top...
She seemed to be emptied, her shoulders drooped, her eyes closed, and she swallowed with difficulty.
"Are you afraid of me?" Suddenly, Shi Shaoqin's soft voice came.
Jian Mo opened his eyes suddenly and shook his head almost instinctively.
However, under this instinct, her horrified eyes betrayed her.
Shi Shaoqin stepped forward and Jian Mo instinctively took a step back.
"Mo'er, why are you afraid of me..." Shi Shaoqin's voice was ghostly and weird, his steps were small, and he approached Jian Mo gently.
Jian Mo shook her head deadly. She wanted to tell him that she wasn't afraid of him... but she didn't allow it.
"Why do you choose this day?" Shi Shaoqin's voice gradually lost his calm, "Why did you choose this day?"
Jian Mo frowned and looked at Shi Shaoqin without understanding...subconsciously, she was forced to take a step back.
Mawson didn't move, just looking at Jian Mo's retreat...
She had already reached the center of the stairs, and because she was slightly slanted, she would definitely be blocked by the handrail when she retreated.
The cold light in his eyes was already an uncontrollable murderous intent, and Mawson didn't even try to hide anything.
"Does it have to be today?" Shi Shaoqin's voice was full of violent anger.
Jian Mo didn't know what it meant to Shi Shaoqin today, just like not knowing what the dumpling touched him, it was a truth.
However, with the experience of dumplings... She understood some information from the bottom of Shi Shaoqin's eyes.
"You don't want to see me, I can go..."
Jian Mo swallowed secretly, trying to calm herself down, even ignoring the cramps in her abdomen due to tension.
"Shi Shaoqin, I can come to you again tomorrow...I can leave now!"
The light in Jian Mo's eyes had overflowed uncontrollably, and at this moment, she didn't have the ability to think about whether Mo Sen would die.
She is selfish. She still wants to see Achen alive... She wants Xiaoyan to be safe.
She can't worry about other people's safety...though, what a stupid thing she is thinking about now.
"It can pass today, I don't have to do it today!" Jian Mo sniffed and said with a choked voice, "Except today, I can do it..."
Shi Shaoqin looked at Jian Mo's forbearance, begging under that sadness.
He doesn't like her like this, doesn't like it!
Shi Shaoqin's footsteps did not stop, although it was slow to make people feel that he was moving.
Jian Mo just retreated instinctively, until the handrail blocked her retreat, and she subconsciously wanted to help the handrail behind her.
Shi Shaoqin has already come to her...
Mawson's breath was held at this moment, and there was even hope in his eyes.
In terms of angle, as long as Shi Shaoqin gently pushes... Jian Mo will end up miserably!
"Let you not appear in front of me, you just came..." Shi Shaoqin's voice gritted his teeth.
He was holding back, but in such a depressed atmosphere, all Jian Mo saw was cruel.
"Chen also chose today!" Shi Shaoqin's pupils expanded uncontrollably.
Jian Mo looked at the aura of horror coming out of his eyes, and his breathing almost stopped at that moment.
"Why do you both force me--" Shi Shaoqin snarled, and wanted to catch Jian Mo.
Even under such anger, he instinctively didn't want Jian Mo to be in such a dangerous place... he wanted to catch her back.
However, when the hand touched Jian Mo...
Jian Mo only felt that the hand grasping the handrail suddenly slipped, and her body was leaning down uncontrollably...and the moment Shi Shaoqin's hand touched her body, her pupils dilated instantly...
"what--"
"Momo!"
Everything happened so fast that people couldn't react quickly, and the air was already filled with a richer breath.
Shi Juxi was sitting in a wheelchair, and he stared at the scene in front of him...
Jian Mo's body and the withered leaves rolled down along the stairs.
Breathing stopped at this moment, and even the compression of the heart could no longer remind him to wake up.
He just heard the gunshots faintly in his sleep.
Remembering that it was fifteen today, so I woke up and felt uncomfortable body enduring, and asked Carney to push him over to see...
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw Shaoqin pushing Momo!
Shi Shaoqin's hand froze in the air, and there was a piece of cloth in his hand.
He watched Jian Mo's body roll down like this... and his breathing began to be uncomfortable.
He just wanted to get her back, why did he push her?
He wanted to catch her, but... he didn't catch it!
"Um..." Jian Mo finally rolled a layer of stairs, but was blocked by the railing.
There was already tight sweat on her forehead, she curled up, she didn't even feel the pain... It was just that she felt the dampness constantly overflowing from the roots of her thighs.
"Don't..." Jian Mo burst into tears in an instant, with despair and grief in her weak voice, "Don't... don't..."
The weak voice, in the empty and solemn space, reveals the breath of death.
"Shi Shaoqin" Shi Juxi screamed at Shi Shaoqin as if he was crazy, "Are you crazy?!"
He ignored his body, and stood up with his wheelchair hard...
Shi Shaoqin's breathing was so heavy that he couldn't bear it. He even forgot to react and could only look at the torn piece of cloth in his hand.
Jian Mo's eyes flicked feebly, and the ground was already wet.
"Save my child..." Jian Mo cried, looking at Shi Shaoqin on the stairs with the gaze beyond his reach, "Please...help...help my child...please ..."