C122 Begging for Mercy(2)

"Two!" Huo Tianqing's cold voice came from outside the door. It was extremely cold.

Lo Wenqi did not give up. She kept moving with force. The counters made of sandalwood were very heavy. She spent a lot of effort to move it out of the door. When she moved it half way, it was already covered in sweat.

"Three!" She had already grinded his patience until there was not much left.

"With a clank, he used a lot of strength and kicked the door open two or three times.

Lo Wenqi was so scared that she straightened her body. When she saw the tall black shadow that was thrown in, she was so scared that her eyes were wide open and she kept stepping back.

Huo Tianqing walked in and saw coldly that she actually wanted to move the cabinet to block the door. He did not expect that she would use such a method to "reject" him. Very good. He wanted to see how capable she was. He walked up to her.

"Don't come over, don't come over..." Lo Wenqi saw him approaching her step by step and the panic in her eyes became more and more intense. Her fingers trembled as she pointed at him and shouted for him to come over.

His lips raised an evil sneer and he walked over step by step.

"You... Don't come over. If you come over again, I will..." She panickedly saw the scissors in front of the dressing table and reached out to take the scissors. But no matter how fast she was, she was not as fast as Huo Tianqing. He had snatched the scissors in advance. Then he accurately grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. He held her hand behind her back, making her unable to move.

"What do you want to do? Are you going to stab me to death, or do you want to commit suicide?" Huo Tianqing gritted his teeth, his cold eyes filled with anger. He looked down at the woman in his arms and asked.

"If I could, I would definitely kill you." However, she didn't have the ability to kill this devil. The only thing she had in mind was to commit suicide. She wouldn't continue to live on and suffer his insults.

"Woman, your mouth is quite hard." Huo Tianqing took the sharp scissors and coldly covered her face with them. He curled his lips and a cold and charming smile appeared on his cold face.

"You, what do you want to do?" Lo Wenqi, who was in his arms, saw him holding the scissors. Her eyes were full of fear as she looked at the scissors on her face. As long as he used force to draw, her face would be destroyed if it was maintained. She was so scared that her entire body trembled. Her pores were so frightened that she didn't dare to move, afraid that she would move. He would leave a scar on her face.

He raised his heroic eyebrows and laughed evilly. He said: "Such a beautiful face, if you cut it... Bright red blood would burst out from the wound, and then... It will leave behind a glaring scar, you say... No matter how beautiful your body is, once your face is destroyed, it will be worthless..."

"You..." His words, each word, were like countless sharp blades stabbing towards her chest. Her eyes were filled with resentment and tears.

The smile on Huo Tianqing's lips spread like a poppy flower as he lowered his face. He looked at her from a close distance and said to her with a smile, "Beg me. As long as you beg me, I will consider letting you go." As he spoke, the strength of his grip on the scissors increased.

Lo Wenqi was so frightened that bean-sized beads of sweat appeared in front of her forehead. She begged for mercy in front of this devil. It was simply trampling her self-esteem on the soles of his shoes, but what use was self-respect? For the sake of her pride, she had to pay a huge price to destroy her own appearance!

His eyes were filled with tears as he looked at him imploringly. Lightly activating his already bloodless lips, he said, "I beg you, don't cut my face, I beg you... Can you let me go? What do you want me to do? I'm willing to do anything... "

As she spoke, her tears fell like rain. Her heart, her pride, her personality, saying that she would be trampled like a pile of mud.

Huo Tianqing's deep eyes contained a meaningful smile. He looked at the woman who was begging him and said, "This is your attitude of begging me. Why can't I feel any sincerity?"

Hearing him say so, Lo Wenqi looked at him in shock. Her black eyes were filled with fog as they turned left and right. It was not enough to beg him, but he still needed sincerity. He clearly wanted to mess with her? She was furious for no reason, but she did not dare to flare up. She tried her best to suppress it in her heart, afraid that she would get angry at him. Once he lost control, he slashed at her face. The price seemed to be very, very painful.

It was not like she did not know what kind of man he was. He was a demon who dared to kill people. His hands were covered in blood. He did not even need to blink when he swiped at her face.

"Then what kind of sincerity do you need, tell me..." Lo Wenqi looked at him imploringly and said with a trembling and hoarse voice.

"It seems that a face is more important to a woman than her life." At this moment, Huo Tianqing did not forget to say sarcastically.

"Don't you know that women eat with their faces? Destroying their face is equivalent to destroying her entire life." Lo Wenqi cried and said. Her eyes were filled with fog as she pitifully begged him.

She knew that begging him, this devil, was a very shameful thing. But there was no other way. She did not want to die so quickly. Her daddy, mommy, and sister were waiting for her. And his sister, who had fallen into his hands, still needed her to be saved!

She couldn't die, she could only beg him to let her go.