novelraw Chapter 983 - 998: For Love, Stabbing My Legs
Chapter 983 - 998: For Love, Stabbing My Legs
Qi Manlin frowned, her face full of worry. This was also the first time that Lin Mu had made such blunt remarks, and the Chief Police Officer didn't lose her temper but instead responded with a very bold comment."You're about to die, so what's the point of touching? How can you touch?"
"Uh..." Lin Mu was feeling a bit gloomy. "Damn, girl, I didn't say to stab my stomach, just my thigh, it won't kill me!"
"Still, no, I won't allow you to do that!" Qi Manlin said worriedly.
"Heh, if I don't do this, you won't survive. Don't think Sharapova is joking with you, she's a terrorist who kills without a second thought, so I believe if she says she'll do it, she will!" Lin Mu glanced at Sharapova and said.
"Yes, you're quite smart; I indeed will do what I say!" Sharapova chuckled lightly.
"Bastard, I won't allow it. If you dare, I'll never forgive you!" Qi Manlin shouted crazily.
"Damn, I'm not going to die. Why does it feel like a life-or-death situation?"
"Lin Mu, stop the nonsense, just do it quickly. My patience is limited. If you don't act, I will!" Sharapova threatened again.
Lin Mu nodded, holding the dagger in his hand, and stabbed it into his own thigh without hesitation. Poof, a gush of bright red blood flowed out, yet Lin Mu only furrowed his eyebrows, his facial muscles twitched slightly, but he didn't utter a sound, as if it was only a needle prick. However, Qi Manlin trembled and closed her eyes.
But all humans are made of flesh; to say it doesn't hurt to stab a knife down is a lie, unless you're not human. As long as you're a living person, it will hurt. It's just that different people have different levels of tolerance for this kind of pain; bright red blood slowly flowed from the thigh, yet Lin Mu stood motionless in place.
"Bastard, bastard!" Qi Manlin looked at Lin Mu, tears of heartache flowing down like broken strings.
Lin Mu still grinned, "Hey, Wild Girl, I'm fine!"
"You're fine, huh? Ha ha, okay, one more stab then!" Sharapova said with a cold laugh. What Sharapova wanted to accomplish at this moment was to ensure Lin Mu had no substantial resistance capability. Even if Lin Mu didn't die, it would be much easier for her to deal with him.
"Bastard, if you dare to do this again, I'll never forgive you!" Qi Manlin shouted furiously, wanting to rush forward but was firmly controlled by Sharapova. Although both were women, Sharapova's strength was much greater than Qi Manlin's.
Lin Mu pulled the dagger from his thigh, gritted his teeth, and then stabbed his own thigh again. Poof, another stream of bright red blood spurted out, this time directly onto Lin Mu's face, looking exceedingly terrifying.
"Bastard, bastard..." Qi Manlin cried out and cursed, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break away from Sharapova's control.
A stream of cold sweat emerged from Lin Mu's forehead, and large beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead, while his entire leg was stained with bright red blood. Sharapova took a look at Lin Mu, then smiled at Qi Manlin,
"Miss Qi, it seems Lin Mu truly cares about you. Apparently, you're quite fortunate to have a man who loves you so much. If it were someone else, I bet no one would have this courage!"
Qi Manlin ignored Sharapova's words, biting her lip as tears fell, one by one, watching Lin Mu. The pain in Qi Manlin's heart at this moment was something only she could deeply feel, and it was at this moment that Qi Manlin realized how important she was in Lin Mu's heart.
She had never imagined that a man would be willing to die for her, to endure such hardships that ordinary people couldn't even imagine! Lin Mu had said similar sweet words before, like he was willing to die for her, to rush into danger for her, such passionate promises were often dismissed by Qi Manlin as just men's jokes to coax women, said merely to make girls happy, because Qi Manlin had heard many men saying such things during cases, yet when crises came, men usually prioritized themselves.
But what Lin Mu said was entirely truthful, and at this moment, he was indeed fulfilling his promise, genuinely willing to die for her! Watching Lin Mu's leg, which continued to bleed, Qi Manlin also became aware that Lin Mu had somehow filled a significant space in her heart, a feeling she had never experienced before. She never realized she would be so worried about Lin Mu!
Qi Manlin kept her gaze on Lin Mu, tears flowing ceaselessly, her previously intense emotions gradually calming, just watching Lin Mu with tears flowing, while Lin Mu simply grinned, as though being in such a state didn't concern him at all.
"Hey, girl, stop crying. If you think you owe me, do something for me," Lin Mu still smiled and said.
Qi Manlin didn't speak, merely watching Lin Mu with tears.
"Ha ha, it seems like you're still okay, huh? Well then, the other leg, two more stabs!" Sharapova said with a cold laugh, looking at Lin Mu.
"Oh, then will you release her?" Lin Mu asked.
"I had no intention of letting her go, but after those two stabs and what you said, I'll change my mind a bit, I'll let her go!" Sharapova said.
"Ha ha, I trust you!" Lin Mu said, then pulled out the dagger from his leg, and stabbed twice into the other leg. Poof, a stream of blood spurted out once more, terrifyingly violent. Qi Manlin looked at Lin Mu, neither shouting nor causing a scene, but just shaking her head in tears as she watched him.
Lin Mu staggered back two steps, enduring the immense pain to take a deep breath, looking at Sharapova, "Are you satisfied now? Let her go?"
Sharapova nodded, smiled, and called to Qi Manlin, "Go on then, ha ha!"
In Lin Mu's current state, Sharapova was fully confident she could take him down, so Qi Manlin's threat was essentially insignificant. Qi Manlin stepped forward, reaching out to support Lin Mu, saying anxiously,
"Bastard, oh no, Brother Lin, are you okay?"
Lin Mu grinned, "I'm alright, you're safe now, just leave!"
"No, I'm not leaving!" Qi Manlin shook her head.
"Miss Qi, I advise you to leave. Letting you go doesn't mean I don't want to deal with you. I hope I won't find you before I take down Lin Mu, or you'll die with him!" Sharapova chuckled lightly.
"Yes, girl, you should leave first. In my current state, I might not be able to deal with her, so you must go first!" Lin Mu leaned forward to kiss Qi Manlin, he said.