After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Lin Zhuoxiao's eyebrows were raised with a hint of kindness, and her face was filled with pride.

After receiving the order, he moved with great force. He reached out and roughly put Su Qianrou back into the sack like cargo.

The whole process is done in one go, clean and neat.

Su Qianrou had a premonition that danger was approaching, her face was ashen, and her eyes looking at Lin Zhuoxiao were full of fear and resistance.

"What are you doing! You inhuman beasts!" She stared at him intently, baring her fangs in a threatening manner.

It's a pity that she couldn't move, and she felt a deep sense of powerlessness all over her body, like a lamb in the mouth of a wolf.

The feeling of suffocation made her eyes mist.

"Scream, if you like it, keep shouting, don't stop!" Lin Zhuoxiao looked sick.

"It's rare to see no one on such a desolate seaside. No one will hear you even if you scream. Su Qianrou, goodbye. I'll never see you again."

As his gentle farewell fell, a dead knot was completely tied.

Su Qianrou fell into the abyss again, and the cunning and sinister eyes of the adulterer and adulterer suddenly disappeared at this moment.

She could feel her body being suspended in the air by her hands, and there was a bumpy feeling for a few seconds.

Then, there was a huge "plop" sound like a flood, and countless water splashes splashed on the beach, layer after layer.

Su Qianrou was ruthlessly thrown into the sea by Lin Zhuoxiao and everyone else.

He glanced at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then smiled coldly, clapped his hands, and returned to Mu Xingrui.

"It's settled, she will definitely die this time."

Mu Xingrui also glanced at him contentedly, looking at the sea from the corner of her eye, only indifference floated.

What she couldn't get, Mo Beichen also had to lose!
  This was the consequence of Mo Beichen's unkind treatment of her.

"Let's go."

Su Qianrou, soaked in the seawater, could only let her body sink as if she were dead.

You can't survive, you can't die.

Her eyes were staring into the sea water, and her hands and feet were trying in panic to free herself from the bonds.

She didn't know how long this state lasted, until she was exhausted, her face was as pale as a picture, and her eyelids felt as if there were a thousand pounds of weight pressing down on her.

The feeling of death forced her to raise her hands in surrender.

Mo Beichen and Li Mu arrived later.

Looking for Su Qianrou's figure on this seaside on the horizon is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Rourou! Rourou!" Mo Beichen was hysterical, his face turning green with anxiety.

The deep eyes are as bad as broken glass.

"Mr. Mo, I'm calling for rescue right now!" Li Mu, who was standing nearby, was very alert and took out his mobile phone in a clear and logical manner.

"When rescue comes, there may be only corpses left!" Mo Beichen's tone was cold and without any warmth.

He couldn't care less about waiting.

He couldn't wait to take off his heavy coat, and then jumped into the sea like a dolphin.

Within a short time, his figure had disappeared, as if he had been swallowed up.

Only the sea water still bears traces of that moment.

"Mr. Mo! Mr. Mo!" Li Mu hurriedly followed, and in the end he could only stop at the edge of the sea and the beach.

The worried look on his face was as thick as cement boards, and his eyes were filled with horror.

If something goes wrong with Mr. Mo Wu, what should he do?

How should I explain this to Mr. Mo who is still in the hospital bed!
  Mr. Mo Wu, you must live! He gritted his teeth bitterly, wishing he could just hold Mo Beichen back.

"Rescue team? Someone jumped into the sea!" He dialed the rescue number.

As Mo Beichen dived into the sea, his deep eyes immediately focused on a slowly sinking thing.

His heart suddenly twitched, and his body swam faster.

When he got closer, he found that it was a sack containing a huge object, and he panicked again.

A wisp of bubbles rose at the edge of his mouth.

He was actually tied into a knot!
  Maybe the one inside is Su Qianrou!

A long time passed, and many people familiar with water gathered at the beach, and many life-saving tools were placed on the beach.

As the people dived one after another, the sky gradually darkened.

Su Qianrou was rushed to the hospital and remained in a drowning coma.

Mo Beichen also dragged his wet body and sat exhausted at the seat closest to the door.

His eyes seemed to have lost their lives, hanging down lifelessly, his face was moist, and he did not have any emotional ups and downs.

He stayed still like a wooden man, as stiff as a corpse.

When the Su family arrived, they all looked worried and frightened, with a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Where's Rourou? How is Rourou!" They bumped into Mo Beichen, speaking in a hurry.

His eyes searched all around without stopping.

"You are talking! How is Rourou!"

Facing Mo Beichen's indifference, the Su family became even more angry, their deep expressions exuding burning anger.

The way they looked at Mo Beichen was like a sharp sword slashing at him mercilessly.

"Don't push Mr. Mo, he's very tired." Seeing this, Li Mu quickly stepped in to mediate.

"Madam, she is in a coma and has not passed the critical period yet." Li Mu's voice suddenly dropped, and he pointed to the seriously ill room.

Approaching the window of the ward, the Su brothers saw Su Qianrou lying on the bed with a pale face and an oxygen inhaler on her face.

She couldn't see anything outside with her closed eyes, and she didn't know that her brothers were anxiously observing her outside.

"How could Rourou drown! How could something happen to her!" Su Yu'an stared at Beichen like a rampaging leopard.

The veined face and the fists with knuckles bulged were both ready for attack.

Mo Beichen raised his eyes tiredly, his black eyes as gray as death, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect her well, I'm sorry..."

He repeated his apology words coldly.

At this moment, he no longer had the aura of staying away from strangers, nor did he have the condescending air.

Some, it's just the feeling of guilt that arises in my heart.

He never wanted to think that the person lying now was him, not Su Qianrou.

"Mo Beichen! You bastard!" Su Yu'an's rage was out of control, and his punches followed each other like heavy rain, falling heavily on Mo Beichen's face.

"How many times has this happened?! I warned you to take good care of Rourou! Not only did you not, but you also put her in danger again and again!"

Su Yu'an roared angrily from his throat, and the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"If anything happens to Rourou, Mo Beichen will go down and apologize to her!"

Su Yu'an was panting with restless anger, his eyes searching Mo Beichen's body.