It won't have an effect?
Luo Qiangwei bit her lip, feeling extremely angry and aggrieved as she trembled all over. Her voice was also quivering, "Why should I donate blood? I didn't push her, she fell on purpose. Why should I have to donate blood?!"
As she spoke, she moved backward, and the gun Bu Wei had pressed against her waist suddenly exerted more force, "Don't move!"
"Kill me then!" Luo Qiangwei suddenly turned around, her eyes shooting out intense rage and hatred, "If you dare, shoot me!"
Bu Wei was already extremely worried about Sheng Miao and was furious. Provoked by her challenge, his index finger was on the trigger, ready to pull at any moment...
Mo Shiche's heart skipped a beat and he quickly rushed over, wrapping Luo Qiangwei's waist with his long arms and pulling her away from the gun's muzzle to press her against the wall.
