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Diya was pinched by him and his face became bluish, extremely ugly, and because of the extreme pain, tears overflowed, Mo Yue was full of breath and thrilling, no one would doubt, he might pinch in the next second Dead Diya, she doesn't look at all.

She was extremely uncomfortable, not only in her heart but also in her physiology.

Mo Ju and Mo Ye didn't know that she deliberately ambushed Ye Wei to kill her. From their standpoint, they only saw that she shot Ye Wei in order to save Mo Ju, and he was like Ye Wei. Are you infatuated? At this point, he still maintained him.

What does he mean? He meant that it was wrong for her to shoot him to save him? He would rather die under Ye Wei's gun than save her? How can he be so cruel? Not only Ye Wei loved him, she also loved him very much.

Meng Lianying didn't see well, and hurriedly pulled Mo Ye's sleeve, begging: "Ye, you said, Diya is just to save Brother Ju, not to hurt Ye Wei deliberately, if she doesn't shoot, Brother Ju will die. ."

Diya can’t die, they fight side by side, and...

Mo Ye looked at the little hand pulling his sleeve coldly, and his eyes were cold and ice-like, with no expression. Meng Lianying was terrified under his eyes. He was no longer Mo Ye who loved her so much. In the past, the tender feelings were all broken into thin fragments by lies, and she knew that at this moment in her eyes, there was no slightest tenderness for her.

In the abandoned field in Eastern Europe, everything is over. From her planning of the eleventh death, she almost accidentally killed him. She fell short of fruit, and his only tolerance for her was gone.

So she... slowly let go of her hand, but still begging him to save Diya.

Mo Ju was very angry, and took Diya's neck and fell her fiercely, and Diya fell to the ground in embarrassment. Mo Ju held her heart and gasped for the wall. He wanted to do more than that. Even if he didn’t kill her, he wouldn’t make her feel better. At least ten times the injury would be returned to her, but it was helpless. This body couldn’t support it. Mo Ye had expected this to happen, but just shook his head.

After he had tossed and waited for half his life, he would be quiet. He was so worried. He still had such a great deal of energy to throw others. It was really... Ye Wei was a disaster.

"Daya, are you okay, I will help you get up." Meng Lianying supported her worriedly, with a worried expression, and clear fingerprints appeared on Diya's white neck. She breathed heavily, and her face did not slow down for a while. come.

Mo Ye looked blankly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Mo Ju supported the wall and pointed straight at Diya with one hand, "Get out of here, get back to Italy immediately, don't appear in front of me, otherwise I will give you back the shot!"

Why did he hate Ye Wei? That was his business. Nobody would move her half of her hair. No one would dare to hurt her. Unless stepping on his body, Diya fired a shot this time. If it were not for him At this moment the body is weak, how could she let her go so simple.

His head was a little dizzy, and Mo Ju staggered back to bed, so tossing, and it was half a life tossing again.

Diya is a very arrogant person. She waved away Meng Lianying and stood up coldly. Although she looked embarrassed, she looked so proud, she said in a cold voice, "Mo Jiu, you are ruthless enough, you will remember me. If it wasn’t for me to shoot that shot, do you still have the life to settle accounts with me? You’ve already seen the king, and Ye Wei will not hurt me? You would rather die to be yours, ha ha..."

She sneered suddenly, pointing at the window and sneeringly said, "Don't you hate me for shooting her? Are you okay, you are brave? If I don't shoot, you will die early, what do you think you still feel, you To really feel that I shouldn’t shoot, you jumped down, jumped from here, this only proved that I really shouldn’t shoot this shot, anyway, you are dead, right? If you don’t jump, you are angry now What is hate? What is it? I hurt your beloved woman? You hate me? Funny, you are dead, what right do you have to hate me?"

Mo Ju Zi Zi flashed a burst of fire, and suddenly shot at her, Diya looked at him in disapproval, sneered, "Go jump, to prove that your two sons are indeed infatuated, others can't hurt your woman's half hair, you go Jump, to prove your love, why? Dare? Since you don’t jump, why do you hit me? Why do you hate me? I gave you this opportunity to stand here and hate me, please don’t make a mistake."

Mo Ju furious, and suddenly, Mo Ye squeezed his shoulder, he gritted his teeth, Mo Ye stared at Diya, and said with a deep voice: "Diya, back!"

Diya looked at Mo Ju with a sneer, her lips ridiculed. I am afraid that only she knew what she was mocking, and she walked away. Meng Lianying hurriedly chased the past. Mo Ju angered, Mo Ye said: "She is right."

"brother……"

"Isn't it? Just because Diya shot Ye Wei, you think she should be damn, you gave Ye Wei justice, who gave you justice? If you were willing to accept it, it was not Diya's shot, Xiaoju, do you still have a chance to stand here and talk to me?" Mo Ye said pragmatically. "She said it well. She gave you the opportunity to hate her alive. Do you understand?"

"I don't know, I only know that anyone who hurts Ye Wei, I won't let go!" Mo Ju gritted his teeth and looked at the bird of prey. With this toss, his expression was extremely tired.

Mo Ye had no intention to disturb his rest, and said lightly, "You hate again, you're dead, do you have a chance to hate? Ye Wei is more damned than Dai Ya, if I were present, I would also shoot, Xiao Ju, change With a stand, would you point the gun at each other?"

"It's different!" Mo Ju retorted.

"It's the same, exactly the same. Didn't you find Diya likes you so much?"

"What's the matter with me?" Mo Ju retorted in exasperation. Everything seemed so natural. He didn't like Diya and didn't need her to save it. Indeed, he would rather die under Ye Wei's gun than need others kill Ye Wei. save him.

Mo Ye sighed, this younger brother made no sense.

"Lie down and rest, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Mo Ye gave up communicating directly with him, otherwise he would be angry.

Mo Ju lay down obediently, but did not rest so obediently. He looked coldly at the ceiling and suddenly asked Mo Ye, "Did you send Diya to Muscat?"

"No!"

"She came by herself? With so many people?"

Mo Ye's eyebrows tightened suddenly, yeah, how did he ignore...