All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

   Chapter 1467 Attracting the sick and perverted constitution (20)

   Mo Ling's eyes were desperate, and her face was blank. It was true that when she said this, she already knew very well in her heart that it was impossible.

   No matter how she begged, it was impossible for the gambler to change his mind.

   At the same time, Mo Ling also made a movement, the hand hidden under the sleeve moved, if you look closely, you can see that there is a sharp object hidden there, like a knife.

  Qianyan's two lines, as well as the action and expression, suddenly felt like a storm was coming, and the scalps of everyone present were a little numb.

   Even if no one reminded them, they all knew that this plain looking girl should want to do something next.

   So, what is she going to do?

   Director Zhang Houbo couldn't help but patted his thigh, his expression was very excited: "I have improved again."

   Zhang Houbai once cooperated with the original owner, so he said this sentence.

  Yin Zhiman didn't leave in a hurry this time, because after the filming was over, there was still her finalizing banquet.

   Seeing Qian Yan's performance, she couldn't help but her eyes lit up: [She's really good in acting talent, but the role she got in the past was not good, so she didn't have room to play. It's a pity that the negative effects have been transferred to her, and she can no longer take away her acting skills. 】

  【The acting skills in the circle are much better, the hosts find opportunities to help them, let them really thank you, and have the opportunity to establish contact and take away their acting skills. 】

  The male protagonist played by Shen Shu is sitting in a carriage at the moment, and the horse is driving slowly from a distance.

   At this moment, Qianyan's ears moved slightly and were immediately captured by the camera, which showed that she had martial arts and her hearing was very good. Even if he was playing the role of Mo Ling, even if he didn't look back, he knew that Ye Zhi was here.

   The sound of Ye Zhi's wagon wheels, the footsteps of people around her, she had heard countless times hidden in the crowd, and she was very familiar with it. This is the basis of a detailed work, and it is necessary to know more about the goal to be approached under the condition that you can understand it.

   "Father, I don't want to go there." Mo Ling's tone was not as calm as before, but slightly raised, containing complex emotions such as expectation and determination.

However, the gambler's father wouldn't care about this, he grabbed Mo Ling's wrist and said with a very bad expression: "I raised you so big, it's time to repay, and I said good to the mother in the building, hurry up. Go, the creditor should be home in a while."

   "Father..."

As soon as the line    Qianyan fell, everyone's heart tightened.

   That vile gambler didn't care about these two fluffy words, and his face was thinking about selling his beautiful daughter to the building for a good price.

   After repaying the debt, there is still some left over, maybe with the remaining silver money, it will be doubled at once?

The gambler's bad expression was taken away, and he couldn't help showing a loving smile while dreaming a sweet dream: "Ah Ling, when Dad is rich in the future, he will definitely take you out to enjoy happiness." He remembered that the girls in the building can earn a lot of money. Yin Zi's eyes suddenly lit up, his attitude became better, and he said all kinds of good things along the way.

   He didn't notice at all, Mo Ling's increasingly gloomy and desperate face.

   As he was about to reach the Hualou, the knife in Mo Ling's sleeve was exposed, and he slashed at the gambler's wrist, which was the hand holding her wrist.

   The chopped off palm fell to the ground immediately, and the excited gambler's father screamed, blood spurted out, splashed on Mo Ling's body, and crashed down to a large bluestone floor dyed red.

Taking advantage of the gambler's screams, Mo Ling held the knife tremblingly, with a resolute face: "Dad, don't gamble in the future." The gambler's father covered the wrist that was constantly bubbling with bright red blood, his expression was painful, and his heart was frightened and scared. also hate.

   (end of this chapter)