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DINK hurried over and helped Claire to rest. There were two obvious bruises on his neck, which looked very terrible. He stood barefoot on the 11th day of the year, and his eyes locked on Mo Ye.

The meaning of killing is getting stronger and stronger.

"What's going on?" Mo ye asked in a deep voice. His eyes were not far from eleven, but he asked Claire.

Claire, who had just returned from the brink of death, could not wake up from the shock for a moment, but soon regained his sanity. He told the story briefly. DINK and his bodyguards were shocked.

Clare's voice was frightened, and even hinted that he should go quickly and don't stay here, otherwise he would be killed. He could let Mo ye escape and how strong his opponent was.

They can't imagine it.

Maybe, it's just that Dr. Claire exaggerates that the experts have no power to bind them, they can solve them, and they all have such a fluke.

If Mo ye can't resist her, who has the chance to escape from here today?

Not all of them will die here.

They are lucky, there is also one reason, that is, 11 looks like a dying person, thin body, terrible face, she looks weak, too long out of the sun, imprisoned, let her feel very pale, coupled with the scars of self abuse, do not let people feel terrible, on the contrary, she is pitiful.

Mo Ye's face was a little shocked and puzzled after hearing Claire's words. He looked at eleven, his eyes were deep, obscure and complicated. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart at the moment

It seems to be tightening the heart, but also like a sigh of relief.

Last night, he stayed up all night.

Clare said that her life was not to be saved. He stayed there for a long time without reaction. He kept repeating in his mind that 11 was going to die, and his heart was in a panic at that time. He even hated his inability to save both.

He took control of the Mafia and gradually invaded the major international gangs, but he could not save two women. Meng lianling's poison troubled him for many years. He gave him hope on the 11th, but he had to sacrifice her.

His contradiction is no less than anyone else. He even moved last night. It's better to just let it go and leave it to fate.

How long can Meng lianling live? Let it be.

However, when he looked at her smiling face, when she said she hoped to accompany him all his life, he wavered. In recent years, loving her and pampering her, in order to detoxify, has become the most important part of his life, and his career proportion.

During this period, he did almost nothing. He was passive enough to let the first terrorist organization suppress the Mafia. He put all the focus down and wholeheartedly wanted to detoxify Meng lianling.

This is the most important thing for him right now, more important than the Mafia.

How can he give up after so long efforts? How can I give up?

Habit is a terrible thing. If he decides quietly, maybe he will forget it. But the living Meng lianling is by his side. He does everything for her habitually.

The wavering heart is firm again.

But he couldn't sleep all night. He was on the balcony, smoking until dawn.

All the women in the dungeon are attached to their minds.

Maybe it was the last night he heard from her, and Claire said that he was prepared, so when the phone rang, he thought he would hear about her death.

However, he did not think that what he heard was that Claire said that the glass house had been broken by the 11th National Day, and that the situation was critical, so he rushed up the mountain.

At that second, he didn't want to admit it, but he was relieved that she was not dead.

But soon, the cold soaked heart, he also noticed something wrong, now looking at the 11 bloodthirsty eyes, he knows that he has been in the palm of the situation, out of control.

Human calculation, no matter how precise and meticulous it is, can't be equal to heaven's calculation. Who would have thought that the virus would combine with the body of the national day of 11 and cause abnormal changes.

Is she still human?

In the case of Mo ye, first of all, I want to think about the robot.

"You want to kill me?" Mo ye asked calmly.

"Nonsense!" The eleven or five fingers suddenly pulled in, and his feet moved. At the same time, the figure had already rushed in front of boss Mo and punched him in the chest

She hates it!

Her speed is extremely fast, and boss Mo's reaction is also very fast. Unlike those experts who have no strength to bind a chicken, they can dodge her attack, sneer on the 11th, and continue to attack Mo boss like crazy.

Boss Mo's skill is top-notch, but he can only defeat more than eleven dozen moves. Among these ten moves, he didn't avoid all of them. There were two punches on his chest. The eleven punches were very heavy and the force was so heavy that he almost thought that her sternum would be broken.

Fortunately, he is experienced enough to slow down the force he bears so as not to be beaten by him internally, but he already knows

Eleven is not really a person in the sense.People's speed, strength, and strength, there is a peak and top, he and ink? It's a special case. It's the top. There's no progress on it.

The past eleven and ye Wei were the same.

They will lose to them, not in tricks, mostly in the difference between men and women's natural strength, only by dexterity is not enough.

Now, eleven is at least five times higher than it was before.

The punch was so fast that he could hardly see it clearly.

Eleven hate extremely, the hand is also merciless, fast and accurate, hit Mo boss repeatedly back, a punch and hard hit him in the chest. Mo Ye couldn't bear it for a moment and retreated again and again.

Suddenly hit the wall, because the force is too strong, shock out a mouthful of blood.

DINK is shocked, how many years, he saw the second time Mo big hand, behind his bodyguards have drawn guns, aimed at 11.

Their actions were very neat and standard, and they opened the insurance one after another. As long as Mo boss gave an order, they could shoot at once and make 11 a horse's nest. Eleven lips hook out a cold smile.

Like mockery, like contempt

It's so arrogant, it's thrilling.

Last time, he was careless to wipe the corners of his lips Lose the opponent.

His pupil eyes, also pass a bit bloodthirsty.

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