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The two burly men puffed out their muscular chests and walked toward Mo Xue fiercely, both looking like they had evil intentions.

Mo Xue took a step back: Amisha, do you want to use force to solve it?

It's not like I haven't used gentle methods before, Mo Xue, but you forced me to do all this now! There was obvious anger in Amisa's voice.

Looking at Amisha with black eyes, Mo Xue's eyes showed a hint of softness: I know that it was my fault to hide from you the things that Jiu Lanlu and I once knew. But after all, it was just the past, not the past. Represents the present.”

Moxue, if you kneel down now, I can consider letting you go. Amisa said coldly.

Mo Xue closed her eyes. She once felt guilty towards Amisa, but this guilt has been burned to ashes because of her frame-up again and again: Since you are unwilling to let it go, I don't want to blame my subordinates for being ruthless.

Huh? Are you ruthless? Mo Xue, are you kidding me?

It was too late, but soon, two burly men and a tiger rushed towards Mo Xue. At that moment, she dodged. Did she dodge?

No!

It wasn't just a matter of hiding away. Her body was so light that she turned around and got behind the two big men. Before the two of them could react, she suddenly did a roundhouse kick and lifted her up. This was unprecedented in the modeling world. The beautiful legs that had received many compliments were kicked.

She looked like a weak girl, but she actually kicked one of them far away.

Seeing that sturdy body flying out. Another big man reacted and was about to punch Mo Xue when he reached out, but a pistol was already pressed against the man's forehead.

I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Although you are not kind, we have no grievances. If you don't want to die, get out. She said calmly.

The sturdy man was frightened, looked at the pistol tremblingly, and nodded.

The two people quickly helped each other away from this place of right and wrong. She cleared up the two troubles in the shortest possible time. In fact, although Mo Xue has learned the skills of the underworld, she does not kill people.

After the two burly men who showed off their skills left, there were only three people left in the room, Mo Xue, Amisha, and Cheng Huo'er, who had fainted.

During that brief fight, Amisha had already stood beside Cheng Huo'er.

I didn't expect you to be able to use force. I really underestimate you. Amisa frowned. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Mo Xue's hand was a trainer, not a weakling.

It's just the skill of a three-legged cat.

Hmph, I should have guessed it a long time ago. You are An Yuchen's girlfriend. Even if you look soft and soft, you can't be a weak woman. You really have a way. But so what? Your friend is now in In my hand, I can kill her with just a flick of my finger. Amisa said, popping a knife out of her sleeve.

The sharp and pointed blade gently touched Cheng Huo'er's delicate neck.

Huo'er, who was taken as a hostage, was still completely unconscious and had no idea of ​​the current emergency situation. Only Mo Xue would be anxious.

Amisha, what do you want to do? No matter how much resentment you have accumulated against me in your heart, can you please not inject this hatred into others? Mo Xue couldn't help but look at the sharp blade. My heart trembled.

Amisha did not let go of her hand, but instead the blade got closer to Cheng Huo'er: Moxue, you already have An Yuchen, why are you still pestering her? Eat from the pot and look at the bowl Is it interesting?

I really don't pester Jiu Lanlong anymore. I can swear to God that Jiu Lanlong and I are absolutely innocent now. There is no involvement at all, you believe me!

If you want me to believe you, if you want me to let you go, it's very simple. As long as you are willing to ruin your face, I will let your friend go. Amisha said firmly.

Mo Xue was stunned for a moment: Ruined my face?

Otherwise, I will destroy her face. It's your choice. Amisa patted Cheng Huo'er's fair and tender face with the back of her knife.

What's the use of ruining my face?

That way, at least Hao won't miss you anymore. As she said that, Amisa quickly pulled out a knife from another pocket and threw it in front of Mo Xue.

Mo Xue lowered her eyes and glanced at the knife on the ground, then knelt down and picked it up: Are you sure you can set it on fire?

right.

Mo Xue closed her eyes and held the knife tightly in her hand. Her dark eyes were cold. She had already decided to break up with Jiu Lan. If it was just disfigurement that could solve the problem, then what was she afraid of? If Chen abandons her because her face is ruined, then how much is the so-called pursuit of love worth?

So Mo Xue was not afraid. She raised the knife and held the handle tightly, leaving almost no room for herself. The sword suddenly slid down the left side of her face.

Blood splashed down...

A deep blood mark was printed on Mo Xue's face, and blood flowed out along the blood mark.

It's not enough. How can it be just a scar? What I want to see is a face full of scars! Amisha said sharply.

The pain spread across her face, burning, but she showed no expression: Since I have already made one scar, I won't care about the second one. You put the heat out first.

No, I won't let Cheng Huo'er go without seeing you completely disfigured. With that said, Amisha took out something from deep and stuck it on Cheng Huo'er's body.

'Beep beep beep...'

The thing made a beeping sound, and Moxue's eyes instantly turned red. A time bomb? ! Although this kind of portable bomb is not very powerful, it is still more than enough to blow a person into a cripple.

Amisha! What do you do again! Take off the bomb quickly. Mo Xue roared regardless of the pain on her face.

Amisha took her time and said, This bomb only counts down to 3 minutes. This is something I managed to get. Ah, one minute has already passed when we are talking. Moxue, you still have two minutes. time!

The blood kept flowing out from her scratches, running down her fair face, dyeing her neck red, and dripping on the collarbone of her shoulders, looking so ghostly and coquettish.

The countdown to the ‘didi-dip-did-did-dip’ bomb is unnerving.

There's still 30 seconds left. Moxue, hurry up, or your friend will be completely destroyed. Amisa's voice echoed around her.

boom!

A picture of a bomb explosion appeared in Mo Xue's mind, and she saw Cheng Huo'er being blown to pieces, with blood and limbs flying everywhere.

don't want! don't want! What she hated most was dragging down her friends. She was wrong. She shouldn't have felt guilty about Amisa and let her guilt become a reason to indulge her.

He can cut down the mountain into the sea of ​​​​fire, but Huo'er can't!

Her black eyes flashed sharply in an instant. When the bomb was counting down, she exuded the arrogance of the god of death. Perhaps Mo Xue didn't know that the terrifying aura emanating from her body was comparable to that of Xiao Feilong Mu in his heyday. Xiaoxiao! Because she is the child of a devil and a witch!