The middle-aged bespectacled man's hand was still on Ji Nuan's body, tugging on the zipper of her pants without letting go.
Such a dirty scene made her blood run cold. When she turned her eyes to meet Mo Jingshen's gaze, she felt like she was falling into an ice cave. A storm like a landslide and tsunami was brewing in Mo Jingshen's clear eyes.
Ji Nuan was in a daze. Isn't he still in Haicheng? Why are you in T city
Could it be that she was so stimulated that she had hallucinations
But she couldn't speak. She could only open a pair of somewhat blank eyes, looking in that direction. It was like the only warm light in the despairing darkness, which seemed to clear her from the panic of the two previous lives. Seeing Kiri's rescue allowed her to finally breathe for a moment.
She could barely see how he got here. She only knew that the middle-aged man with glasses suddenly screamed in pain, and the sound of bone cracking sounded as if someone had broken his arm. She tried to gather her energy to look. She only saw Mo Jingshen right within her reach. Without blinking his cold eyes, he twisted the wretched middle-aged man with glasses and threw him under the bed.
There was a light touch on her body, and she immediately felt a coat with a familiar fresh and clean smell covering her body.
Ji Nuan closed her eyes tiredly and forced back her tears. In her ears was the middle-aged man with glasses screaming in pain one after another. She didn't know what Mo Jingshen was doing and didn't want to see it. At this time, even if Some people here would die on the spot, and she would not consider the law or human nature.
The man fell to the ground and was kicked again. He was kicked two meters away and hit the wall. His head was also hit hard against the cobblestone wall. He groaned in pain and blushed again with pain. With a tangled face, he pointed tremblingly at the man who suddenly broke in. He wanted to speak, but was muffled by the sound of the door opening again.
Feng Ling quickly entered the door and immediately understood what was happening when he saw the scene inside. Just as he was about to go in, he 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 quickly, blocking the eyes of the police who followed him outside.
Ji Nuan was in a daze when she was suddenly helped up. She opened her eyes and saw Mo Jingshen's face. She wanted to ask him why he came to T City, but when the words came to her mouth, there was a slight dry blood stain at the corner of her mouth and her swollen and painful face. She frowned in pain, but before she could speak, she heard Mo Jingshen whisper in her ear: "Don't talk if it hurts, I'm here."
Although the voice was cold and low, it was still coaxing and comforting her. At the same time, he wrapped the upper half of her body firmly with her coat, and then raised his hand to lift the hair and hair on her forehead. Her hair was stained with blood, and when she saw the injury on her head, she gently pulled her face aside to check the palm marks on her face, and the solemn look in her eyes was evident.
Although Ji Nuan knew that she was out of danger, her whole body was still trembling instinctively. All the previous struggles and fears were still spreading in her body and mind. She wanted to calm down, but the scenes from the two previous lives kept occupying her mind. Her body is trembling, her hands are trembling, her eyes are opening and closing, her eyes are bloodshot, her eyelashes are trembling slightly, holding back the tears that are about to come out again and again.
Mo Jingshen hugged her trembling body tightly, coaxed into her ear, and while stroking her hair mixed with blood and sweat, he whispered: "Don't be afraid, I am here, in front of you, everything has passed. , close your eyes obediently, don’t listen, don’t look.”
Ji Nuan didn't move. Mo Jingshen raised his hand and gently covered her eyes: "Don't be afraid, eh?"
Feng Ling saw Ji Nuan's embarrassment and the blood on his head. He suddenly kicked the middle-aged man with glasses who was lying on the ground in the crotch. The screams that followed made him lean against Mo Jingshen's arms. Ji Nuan inside trembled all over, as if every time she heard this disgusting man's cry, she would be stimulated in a different way.
"Kill him and shut his mouth, it's too noisy." Mo Jingshen saw that Ji Nuan couldn't stand the stimulation now and ordered sternly.
Feng Ling quickly grabbed a piece of clothing from the ground, balled it up and stuffed it into the man's mouth. Then he stepped on his leg. When he groaned in pain, he kicked him in the head with a roundhouse. A heavy blow.
All that could be heard in the basement was muffled sounds of pain. The middle-aged man with glasses was covered in blood and sweat. He finally fell to the ground against the corner. He looked at the short-haired woman in front of him with a horrified expression, trembling with desire. He ducked back, but was kicked hard by Feng Ling again. This kick went straight to the midsection. The middle-aged man with glasses was so painful that his eyeballs almost bulged out. Then there was a sound of the arm bone on the other side being broken.
Even though his mouth was gagged, the miserable muffled moans still made it clear what kind of inhuman torture and revenge he was suffering.
Ji Nuan leaned against Mo Jingshen's arms with her eyes closed, her eyes covered by him so she couldn't see everything here. The redness and swelling on her pale cheeks was still shocking.
With one pitiful groan after another, Ji Nuan's hand suddenly touched the folding knife that she had thrown beside the bed.
She paused, then suddenly held the knife tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Depth of field, let me down."
Mo Jingshen glanced at her and let go of her. Although Ji Nuan was in a mess and her head was covered in blood, she still felt a different sense of security with Mo Jingshen's clothes on her body.
She turned her eyes and looked at the middle-aged man with glasses who was lying in the corner by the wall and had been tortured to the point of death. Suddenly he got out of bed. Feng Ling looked back and saw her. He saw that Ji Nuan was staggering and could hardly stand. He was busy trying to He went to help her, but was blocked by Mo Jingshen's eyes.
Seeing that Mo Jingshen didn't even try to stop him, Feng Ling paused and took a step back.
Sure enough, Ji Nuan opened the folding knife in her hand and looked at the disgusting man in the corner with only half a breath left in her red eyes. She saw the white fat on his body and saw the scenes in the small mountain village in her previous life. She didn't know where she gathered the strength, and she suddenly rushed forward and stabbed the knife in his hand fiercely into his palm.
The middle-aged man with glasses instantly twitched in pain, opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at her in disbelief.
It was this hand that just took off her clothes!
Ji Nuan pulled out the knife with force, and then stabbed the knife into the root of his thigh. When he saw blood pouring out, his heart filled with depression and fear finally felt relieved!
She continued to swing the knife in her hand without blinking, not only stabbing once, but stabbing again and again, and she still didn't stop until the middle-aged man with glasses was covered in blood.
"Mrs. Mo..." Feng Ling saw this scene and wanted to step forward, but saw that although Ji Nuan's stabs were too hard, most of them only hit the opponent's legs, hands and arms, and did not hurt. Crucial.
Feng Ling stopped moving, but finally let Ji Nuan vent like crazy.