Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

The man held his bleeding carotid artery and finally fell to the ground, struggling weakly.    

    

After a while, the blood quickly formed a small pool of blood around the man. The man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't have the slightest strength. His pupils gradually widened, and his face turned pale. He was dead.    

    

Bo Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then used one hand to undo the restraint on his body.    

    

He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly knelt on the ground.    

    

The flower fragments continued to spread in his body, torturing him. It seemed to be even more serious than the last time.    

    

Bo Ling finally couldn't help but roll around on the ground in pain. His entire body was covered in cold sweat, and his breathing was rapid. His heart was beating at an unprecedented speed, and it was about to jump out of his throat.    

    

Bo Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, and his vision turned black as he fainted.    

    

-    

    

At the same time.    

    

Upstairs, in the room.    

    

Blues was staring at the surveillance camera in the basement of the television, leisurely enjoying the red wine.    

    

To him, that bloody scene seemed to be a series that had nothing to do with him.    

    

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.    

    

Blues said coldly, "Come in."    

    

His subordinate walked in and said respectfully, "Master, Luis is here."    

    

"Very good."    

    

Blues smiled with satisfaction, "He is finally here. I have been waiting for him for so long."    

    

"Then what does Master mean?"    

    

Blues drank the red wine in his glass and said, "Let him in."    

    

"Yes, master!"    

    

After the subordinate left, the door opened to both sides.    

    

Then, a man in a casual suit slowly walked in.    

    

He had a handsome face that could anger both man and god. His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed with a trace of a smile, but it did not reach the bottom of his eyes. He was very tall, had a slender figure, and walked elegantly between his legs. It was an indescribable nobility.    

    

The man sat on the sofa with familiarity and just happened to meet Blues face to face.    

    

Blues waved his hand and gestured to his subordinate. He said, "Pour Mr. Luis some red wine."    

    

Luis immediately refused, "No need, drinking is harmful to the body."    

    

Blues raised his eyebrows. "Since when did Mr. Luis start to pay attention to these things?"    

    

"Since you are not in good health, naturally you need to pay more attention to your health."    

    

A trace of color flashed across Luis's eyes. He smiled and said, "Mr. Blues is old. In the future, smoke and wine are things that you should not touch. Otherwise, you will not live long."    

    

Blues laughed and said, "How can I not live long?"    

    

The two men chatted for a while. It was a war without smoke and no one went straight to the point.    

    

After chatting for a while, Blues's smile suddenly disappeared from his face. His voice started to lower. "How did Mr. Luis find me here?"    

    

As a terrorist, Blues's old nest had never been settled, and he often changed his territory. Perhaps it was because he was afraid that his enemies would frequently come to take revenge and cause some trouble.    

    

In fact, Blues knew that Chunfeng was Luis's man, which was why Luis found this place.    

    

But he asked even though he knew the answer.    

    

Because he wanted to hear Luis's answer.    

    

Luis raised his eyebrows when he heard him. He leaned forward and crossed his hands in front of him. He smiled unreasonably. "Don't you know everything? Chunfeng is my man. I think he should be dead by now."    

    

Blues clapped his hands. "You are very smart."    

    

"Then why did Mr. Luis come here this time? Is there something you need from me? ”    

    

Luis suddenly showed no expression and said coldly, "There is an old saying in China, it is called riddles. You better not waste your time with my patience."    

    

Luis was the first to break this thin boundary, so Blues did not need to spoil him anymore.    

    

Blues said coldly, "Are you talking about that virus expert? He is probably dying now."    

    

Luis closed his eyes when he heard that. "What did you do to him?"    

    

"Nothing?" Blues shrugged innocently and said, "I just injected Hua Can into his body. Look."    

    

Blues pointed at the screen in front of him. The screen was turned on by his subordinate. The man in the screen kept hitting the wall, looking very torturous.    

    

Luis's face was extremely gloomy and scary.    

    

"Let him go."    

    

Blues seemed to have heard a ridiculous joke. "Let him go? Is Mr. Luis joking with me? This is the person I had to catch with great difficulty. How could I let him go just like that?"    

    

Luis knew what kind of person Blues was. After all, the two of them had worked together before.    

    

Because he always liked to break the bridge after crossing it. Unfortunately, Luis also liked it.    

    

The reason why Blues tortured Bo Ling like this was because he was one of Luis's men.    

    

Luis was crystal clear about his plot. He said coldly, "Tell me, what do you want?"    

    

Blues smiled with satisfaction. "You are a straightforward man. I like you."    

    

"You better tell me quickly." Ever since Luis saw Bo Ling crazily crashing into the wall in the surveillance footage, his patience had been torn to shreds.    

    

He was not sure if he would be angered and explode here in a fit of anger.    

    

Blues quickly made a condition. "The war between the two continents is still going on. I want two-thirds of your business transactions in the two continents in the next ten years. Also, in the next ten years, you have to provide me with unlimited help. Also, you can't complain. "    

    

"Heh..."    

    

Luis curled his lips and laughed disdainfully. "You are really asking for an exorbitant price."    

    

In the next ten years, he still had to provide him with unlimited help. He could not complain.    

    

Wasn't this just a vampire?    

    

Blues's goal was to squeeze Luis dry.    

    

Blues raised his eyebrows. "Same here, Mr. Luis. I think you should understand that the person in the basement is very important to you. Isn't it worth it to exchange one life for these?"    

    

Luis's eyes were filled with malice. "You have tortured my man. He couldn't bear the torture of the flowers in his body and committed suicide when he went back. But I still need to provide you with ten years of help. Do you think I am a fool?"    

    

This was a completely losing deal.    

    

Blues laughed, "If that's the case, you can go back now. I will kill Bo Ling immediately."    

    

Luis stared at Blues with a pair of cold eyes. Suddenly, he let out a laugh. He looked very handsome and devilish. "Alright, I promise you."    

    

"Now, release my men."    

    

-    

    

Underground room.    

    

Bo Ling was suffering. He felt like he was going to die soon.    

    

As expected, Flower Crusher was not just for show. It was not something an ordinary person could withstand.    

    

At this moment, he was lying on the ground powerlessly and miserably. His forehead had turned green and purple because of hitting the wall. Blood flowed down from his forehead and wet his face. The blood at the corner of his mouth dried up, making him feel a little uncomfortable.    

    

At this moment, Flower Crusher had completely disappeared from his body. However, the pain also slowly disappeared along with it.