All Out Of Love novel Chapter 110

Wearing black suits and black trousers, Carlos looked icy cold. In the eyes of Celia, he was like a warm sun to Celia.

Her eyes welled with tears when she looked at that murderous look.

She looked like a bullied child who finally saw the person who could protect her and had a place to complain.

Warm and sour.

Carlos glanced around the hall and spotted Celia Ling sitting on a bench.

Looking at the girl whose face was as pale as paper and her black pupils were about to cry, Carlos found that she had two red lips with obvious scars. He squinted his deep eyes and seemed to be more angry.

He walked straight to Celia and stood in front of her. Different from the tenderness and fondness Celia expected, Carlos lowered his head and stared at her in silence. The flat look on his face made Celia uneasy.

She really wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry.

However

Carlos looked very angry.

He must be blaming her for meeting Ron without telling him?

She had only herself to blame for this situation.

The grievance in her heart had been magnified infinitely when she faced Carlos. It was like the waves surging in the bottom of her heart, but she dared not show it.

She bit her lips tightly and couldn't help trembling. She looked like she was going to cry but didn't dare to cry.

Carlos resisted the urge to hold her in his arms and comfort her with gentle words. He swept her small face with a cold face, and then reached out to pull the wide police uniform off her a little. He saw red marks on her neck. His dark eyes instantly burned with cold anger, as if to burn the sky!

Celia Ling was more and more scared. She couldn't help trembling. Her hands were tightly grasping the police uniform that the policeman had offered to her. No matter how aggrieved she was, she could only endure them.

Carlos didn't say a word from beginning to end, but everyone present dared not to say a word. Even the police officer who had doubts about Carlos' identity and arrival also held his breath, as if waiting for him to speak first.

Carlos tucked the collar of Celia's police uniform and let go of her. His deep eyes fell on the man on the other end of the bench.

Ron had already noticed Carlos' arrival.

He even forgot about fear and flee. He felt that someone strangled his throat, making him unable to move or breathe hard. What he could do was to wait quietly for Carlos to approach him step by step.

Carlos walked very slowly, but he still walked for a long distance of one meter from her.

Every step he took seemed to stomp on Ron's heart with a cold blade. The slower he moved, the more fear Ron felt, the more pain he suffered, as if Ron were to freeze.

He felt that Carlos must have done it on purpose to torture him!

When he was only about half a meter away from Ron, he clearly saw that Carlos' deep eyes suddenly sank. Then, a fierce wind swept over.

With a sweep of Carlos' long leg, Ron felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he fell to the ground.

He tried to get up by instinct, only to find that something was against his throat.

Carlos stepped on him.

He lay on the ground in a mess, his left head aching. He looked at the man who was high and stepped on him by his feet, and his deep and cold eyes surrounded him with endless fear.

Carlos cast a cold glance at Ron under his feet and opened his thin lips. He said word by word coldly, "do you want to die? I can do you a favor now! "

As soon as he finished saying that, he kicked Ron hard on his throat, which made Ron hard to breathe and his face turned red gradually, almost suffocating.

It was not until the moment that they heard a painful "uh" sound from Ron that the police realized what had happened.

'is he going to kill me in the police station?'?

The policemen almost swarmed over and pulled the man, who gave off a killing aura, hard to save Ron from the jaws of death.

"Sir, if you have anything to say, we will help you solve it."

Even though Carlos was aggressive, the policeman was still polite to him.

This man was so horrible!

Carlos turned a deaf ear to him. Staring at Ron who was coughing, Carlos continued to call his name. His voice was becoming more and more chilly. "Ron, if you dare to touch Celia again, believe me, you will have a miserable life for the whole Mo Clan!"

Such threats echoed in the police station.

Ron was in a total mess and his clothes were dirty and messy. His head, which had been swept by Carlos' long legs, was humming and buzzing, and his nose was bleeding. Apparently, it was because of the serious injury in his brain.

Carlos kicked her so hard just now.

Celia Ling stood aside watching them. She had mixed feelings, but she didn't stop Carlos.