Boss, she asks for money to save people

Chapter 423 2.157 Devil 2
Sun Aizhen rolled down from the tree trunk, vomited blood under the eyes of everyone, and her breath suddenly became weak.

Seeing this, everyone stepped back in unison, afraid of being affected by the battle in front of them.

Judging by the situation, things may not be going well today.

The little girl's attack was extremely fierce, and Sun Aizhen was not her opponent at all.

Although Fan Jiao was terrified when she saw this, she still ran a few steps forward, stood in front of Sun Aizhen, and yelled at Ji Mo, "You, you can't hurt Ai Zhen. Me, we didn't just now..."

"Aw, ow, ah, ah!"

Fan Jiao's whole body flew up into the air, and suddenly hung high in the air.

A streak of lightning chirped and struck her, causing her to howl.

Ji Mo came to Fan Jiao and Sun Aizhen in an instant, his indifferent eyes locked on Sun Aizhen, "I seem to have said before, don't provoke me."

An electric whip was wrapped around Sun Aizhen's neck at this time.

She tightly grabbed the end of the electric whip, struggled and stammered, "I, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't provoke..."

Yes, in Sun Aizhen's impression, she didn't provoke this terrible woman at all, okay?
Obviously every time it was Ji Mo who provoked the incident first and came to deal with him.

She actually had the nerve to warn herself not to provoke him?
The ghost wants to provoke this stinky woman who is always manic, and Sun Aizhen finds that her neck can't breathe because of the electric whip.

She took a quick breath, and there were bursts of gasping and breaking sounds from her mouth.

"Ji, Ji Mo."

Damn Ji Mo, with so many people here, how dare she...

"Just now, with so many of you, chasing and intercepting others, didn't it feel great to grab the Qiankun bag?" A sneer of contempt slipped across Ji Mo's eyes.

"What's the point of this, why put on such a dead look." Ji Mo let go of his small hand slightly, and Sun Aizhen felt her neck lighten, and she fell from the air.

She hit the ground hard, her head hit the soil under the tree, and she felt like her bones were about to be broken.

With a disheveled face, Sun Aizhen gritted her teeth and screamed, "Ji Mo! You are crazy."

"I, when did I provoke you?"

"You snatched my classmate's Qiankun bag, you are provoking me."

Sun Aizhen supported her body and stood up slowly, with strong hatred in her eyes, "I, what happened to me grabbing the Qiankun bag? What do you think this is? It's not a tourist attraction. This is a secret place. Do you understand the experience of the secret place?" I understand."

"Understood. How could I not understand." Ji Mo's eyes narrowed coldly, "The strong prey on the weak, the winner is king. Just like you, little ant, die!"

"Ah!!" Sun Aizhen was so frightened that the hairs all over her body stood on end.

When she saw a beam of strong light emanating from Ji Mo's hand, rushing straight towards her chest.

She was completely stunned.

"Ah! Fan Jiao." Sun Aizhen kicked Fan Jiao's buttocks beside her, kicking her directly in front of her to block the glare.

A sense of imminent crisis made Sun Aizhen's hair stand on end.

At the critical moment, Fan Jiao couldn't help but stand in front of Sun Aizhen, her eyes widened in horror, she stared blankly at her limbs, hands, feet and body, which were gradually eliminated into pieces under the strong light.

"Ah!!" This sudden change made all the melon-eaters around turn pale and scream out in shock.

(End of this chapter)