章 920: The Story of Ling and Heng (183)

"Feng Ling!" K immediately roared and kicked back fiercely. He kicked the gun off the hands of the fat commander, picked it up from the ground, and pointed the muzzle against the fat commander's forehead.

Now the fat commander grabbed Feng Ling's hair hard, put her head hard against the bloody wall, and sneered at K. "Do you dare to shoot me?"

K's eyes turned cold and sharp. "Let go of her! Let's solve the matter rationally! This won't do you any good!"

"Let go?" The fat commander sneered. He didn't let go of Feng Ling. Instead, he continued to slam Feng Ling's head against the wall, yelling ferociously, "Who do you think you are? It's your honor to let me fuck you! If it weren't for that dagger, I've already fucked you to death!"

Feng Ling shed a lot of blood, and she felt her head was going to be smashed.