The swift punch landed on Huo Beichen's face and he was thrown back by the force. His mouth starting bleeding and he collapsed on the carpet.
Gu Mohan then forcefully kicked him with a swift and fierce vindictiveness that knew no mercy. Huo Beichen was beaten up badly until he held his own head in defence and begged for mercy again and again. "Second Brother, stop beating me. If you continue, I'll lose my life. Spare me!"
Gu Mohan's large palms were distinct as he grabbed the scruff of Huo Beichen's collar. " Huo Beichen, you sure have guts. Do you know who she is? You're tired of living, huh?"
Huo Beichen devilish face turned so pale that it will close to disfigurement. "Second Brother, I have not done you wrong. Tang Mo'er and you will never have any ending. In the end, you'll have to pick Lu Qi'er!"
Gu Mohan did not seem to have any response, his expression was impassive as he ignored the man. "Where's your cell phone?"
