Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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The middle-aged spectacled man's hand was still attached to Ji Nuan's body, dragging the zipper of her pants without letting go.

Such a dirty scene made her whole blood cold, and even when she turned her eyes to the depth of field of ink, she felt more like a falling ice cave, and the clear eyes of the ink field of depth had a storm like a landslide and tsunami.

Ji Nuan was gone, wasn't he still in Haicheng? How come in T city?

Could it be that she was stimulated to have hallucinations?

But she couldn't speak, she could only open a pair of blank eyes, looking in that direction, like the only warm light in the darkness of despair, it seemed to poke her out of the terrors of the past and the future. Seeing the rescue of the fog, she was finally able to breathe for a moment.

She could hardly see how he had come, only knowing that the middle-aged spectacled man suddenly screamed in pain, as if the sound of a fractured bone like someone had broken his arm sounded, she tried to gather her spirit to see, She only saw Mo Jingshen within her reach, her cold eyes didn't blink, and she twisted her hands in a circle, and threw the wretched middle-aged glasses man under the bed.

She was light, and instantly felt a coat with a familiar, clean smell covering her.

Ji Nuan closed her eyes tiredly, and forcibly closed back the tears. The middle-aged man with glasses screamed and then sighed. She didn't know what Mo Jingshen was doing, and didn't want to go. At this time, even if Some people will be killed here, and she will no longer consider what laws and human nature.

The man fell to the ground and was kicked again. He was kicked two meters apart and hit the wall. His head also bumped heavily on the cobblestone wall. He groaned, and then became red again. On the tangled face, he trembled and pointed at the man who broke in suddenly, trying to speak, but was covered by the sound of the door that opened again.

Feng Ling quickly entered the door and saw what he saw immediately. He was about to go in, and suddenly heard Mo Jingshen's cold voice: "Close the door!"

Feng Ling glanced at Ji Nuan on the bed, and subconsciously closed the door behind him, blocking the eyes of the police who followed him.

Ji Nuan was stunned and suddenly lifted up. She opened her eyes and saw Mo Jingshen's face. She wanted to ask how he came to T city, but when she came to her mouth, the blood on the corner of her mouth was slightly dry and her face was sore. She frowned, and didn't speak yet, only to hear Mo Jingshen whispering in her ear: "Don't talk if it hurts, I'm here."

Although it was a cold and depressed voice, it was also coaxing her gently and comforting her, while wrapping her upper body firmly with her coat, and then raising her hand to open her forehead and Blood stained her hair, saw the wound on her head, and then lightly touched her face to check the palm marks on her face, the intention of killing between the eyes was fully revealed.

Although Ji Nuan knew that she was out of danger, her instinct was still shaking. All the previous struggles and fears had spread to her body and mind. She wanted to calm herself, but the scenes of the past and the last generations had been occupying her. The nerves of reason, her body is trembling, her hands are trembling, her eyes are always open and closed, her eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, her eyelashes are trembling, and she is holding back tears that are coming out again and again.

Mo Jingshen clasped her trembling body tightly, holding it lightly in her ears, while lowering her hair mixed with blood and sweat, she said lowly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, in front of you, all passed , Close your eyes obediently, don't listen, don't look. "

Ji Nuan didn't move, Mo Jingshen raised her hand and gently covered her eyes: "Don't be afraid, eh?"

Feng Ling saw Ji Nuan's wolf howling and blood on his head, and suddenly kicked him severely under the crotch of the middle-aged glasses man who fell to the ground. The accompanying screams made him lean on Mo Jingshen. Here, Ji Nuan shuddered, as if every time he heard the call of this disgusting man, she would be stimulated in a different way.

"It's a waste of people, their mouths are blocked, it's too noisy." Mo Jingshen saw that Ji Nuan couldn't stand the stimulus now, and ordered sharply.

Feng Ling quickly grabbed a piece of clothing on the ground into a ball and shoved it directly into the man's mouth, and then stepped on his leg again. When he was in pain and humming, a round kick kicked in his head. Hit hard.

In the basement, now I can only hear a painful muffled sound. The middle-aged man with glasses is covered with blood and sweat, and finally fell to the ground against the corner of the wall, looking at the short-haired woman in front of him in horror. He hid backwards, but was still kicked by Feng Ling. This foot was straight to the mid-abdomen. The middle-aged man with glasses was so painful that his eyeballs were almost protruding, and then the arm bone on the other side was broken.

Even though his mouth was blocked, the miserable humming sound made it clear how inhuman torture and revenge he was suffering.

Ji Nuan closed his eyes and leaned into Mo Jingshen's arms. His eyes were covered by him and he couldn't see everything here. The redness on the pale cheek was still shocking.

A groan followed by a terrible hum, and Ji Nuan's hand suddenly touched the folding knife she had thrown by the bed before her.

She made a move and suddenly held the knife tightly, her hoarse voice said, "Depth of field, let me go."

Mo Jingshen glanced at her and let go of her. Although Ji Nuan was embarrassed and covered with blood on his head, Mo Jingshen's clothes were still wearing a different sense of security.

She rolled her eyes and looked at the middle-aged glasses man who had been tortured to the corner of the wall and had been tortured to death. Suddenly he got out of bed and Feng Ling turned to see her. She used to help her, but was blocked by Mo Jingshen's eyes.

Seeing that Mo Jingshen didn't take any action to stop, Feng Ling paused and stepped back.

Sure enough, Ji Nuan opened the folding knife in his hands, and his red eyes looked at the disgusting man who had only half a breath in the corner, and saw the white plump fat on his body. In front of him was a scene in the small village in the previous life. She didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly rushed forward, stabbing the knife into his palm.

The middle-aged spectacled man felt pain and twitched instantly, opened his bloodshot eyes and couldn't believe it.

It was this hand that just cut her clothes!

Ji Nuan pulled out the knife vigorously, and then stabbed the knife into his thigh again. At the root, he saw a blood puppet burst out, his heart full of depression and horror finally felt better!

She continued to wave the knife in her hand, blinking without blinking, not only stabbing, but stabbing again and again, until the middle-aged spectacled man was already a pool of blood, and still did not stop.

"Mo Tai ..." Feng Ling saw this scene, and wanted to step forward, but saw Ji Nuan. Although each of them was too harsh, most of them only stabbed each other's legs, hands, and arms. To the point.

Feng Ling's actions stopped, in the end, let Ji Nuan vent like crazy.