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Chapter 1289. Spare this dog’s life for him

Chapter 1289: 1289. Spare this dog’s life for him

"Director Wang, leave."

Lu Moqing’s gloomy gaze was shooting out more intense killing intent, and he repeated his words once more.

Just as Director Wang wanted to say something, he was stopped by Jiang Hao, who had come with Lu Moqing.

"Director Wang, rest assured, our president will restrain himself and won’t put you in a difficult position."

Jiang Hao’s words provided some reassurance for Director Wang.

As long as Qiao Sheng’s life was intact, everything else could be managed.

"Assistant Jiang, I know President Lu is in a bad mood now, please keep an eye on him."

"Don’t worry, Director Wang."

Watching Director Wang leave, Qiao Sheng’s fear only intensified.

Especially when Lu Moqing looked at him with those deadly eyes, Qiao Sheng was so frightened that he squatted in a corner with his head in his hands, begging for mercy incessantly.

"Moqing, please spare me, spare me, I was wrong, I really was wrong, I’m sorry to Xuxu, and even more sorry to her mother, I beg you to spare me, I really know I was wrong ..."

As he pleaded, he tried to dodge. The next second, his body was violently grabbed from the ground by Lu Moqing. Following that, his abdomen was severely kicked, causing him so much pain that he couldn’t straighten up.

Curled up on the ground, shivering, he kept begging for mercy.

Lu Moqing stepped heavily on his face, "From childhood till now, how has Xuxu ever wronged you that you should hurt her again and again?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I’m sorry ..."

"You should say these words to Xuxu, not to me."

He lifted his foot and violently kicked Qiao Sheng’s stomach again.

"I went through so much trouble trying to get her back, by what right did you snatch her from my side?"

Following this, another brutal kick.

"You have no right or face to beg me for mercy."

He grabbed the dying Qiao Sheng like a dead dog and smashed him against the wall, then the man slowly slid down to the ground.

After that, one punch after another struck Qiao Sheng’s face and body.

When Lu Moqing’s fury subsided somewhat, Jiang Hao stepped forward to stop him and said:

"President, that’s enough. Let him live with his dog’s life. When the madam comes back, let him kneel before her and apologize."

At the brink of death, Qiao Sheng latched on to Jiang Hao’s words like a lifeline. With his slurred speech, he said to Lu Moqing:

"Yes, yes, Moqing, you ... you stop hitting me, Xuxu will definitely come back, and then I will kneel down and apologize to her, Moqing ..."

Before he could finish, his head was stomped back to the ground by Lu Moqing.

"I’m afraid you’ll dirty her eyes, no need for you to apologize."

He sneered coldly, crouched down, and gently patted Qiao Sheng’s tear- and blood-soaked face.

"You’d better sit in jail and repent, I’ll make sure you are well taken care of."

Jiang Hao stepped forward and handed him a handkerchief. Lu Moqing took it and wiped his hands. Following this, he threw the handkerchief on Qiao Sheng’s face, covering it completely."

It resembled the white cloth that covered the face of a corpse.

As the door closed, Qiao Sheng dared to remove the handkerchief from his face. Lu Moqing’s words before leaving kept echoing in his ears.

He knew that the prison where Lu Moqing had a hand in would be more unbearable than death.

He squatted in the corner frightened, and the more he thought, the more afraid he became.

For a whole week, the bodies of Qiao Xuxu and the traffic police officers had still not been found.

Despite this, everyone knew that the chances of their survival were practically non-existent.