Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"Bancao, take them out."

Mu Jing didn't want Mu Yang to stay in the bloody room for too long, so he asked Zhou Qiyang to take them all away.

Yin Ze was just standing on the edge of the door and watching. Hearing her words, he bent down and threw the dead woman who had bled too much to the stairs.

Although internal fighting is prohibited within the protection circle, but... a person is dead when he dies. Without legal constraints and no evidence, who will pursue it?

Mu Jing's words made the room look much more spacious.

She stood by the TV facing the end of the bed, and then leaned against the wall.

Mu Jing understood Mu Yafei's personality very well, she lost her mind and begged her just like going to the doctor in a hurry, just for the sake of saving face.

She folded her arms and said, "I remember I told you a long time ago that the character design of Bailianhua is no longer popular, why are you still reluctant to change it?"

"Stop talking so much nonsense, just say whether you can help me this time."

Mu Yafei stood up, straightened the corner of her blood-stained clothes, and looked at Mu Jing, "Didn't you always like to talk nonsense? Why are you talking so much to me now? You still persuade me to change my character?"

"Sister, is this your last stubbornness?"

Mu Jing didn't take it seriously, "Everyone's travel situation is recorded by Shang Ren. You said that Shi Jiao and that woman didn't go to register for a few days, and there is no travel record. Will it arouse suspicion?"

"Speaking so much, you just don't want to help me?"

Mu Yafei picked up the knife, "You may not know what happened these few days when you were comatose, even though your team members have done a lot of tasks to maintain the things you need in the hospital, but your reputation is not very good."

"Do you think if I cut myself a few times now..."

"Hey, are you an idiot?"

Mu Jing smiled and said, "Do you think that after a few cuts, others will believe that I did it?"

"Otherwise? There are only you and me in this room, and it would be a breeze for me to frame you!"

"etc."

Mu Jing covered his mouth, suppressed the smile in his heart, coughed lightly and said to Mu Yafei: "It's best not to threaten me with this stupid way, you should know that I have a bad temper, maybe you cut me You yourself, before you have time to put the blame on me, I have already killed you."

"Let's not talk about whether the little devil will know, and whether he will be angry and disappointed with my sister. I like to do things first and then play."

She approached Mu Yafei, and said: "Do you believe that I have thousands of ways to kill you, and the little devil won't bother me?"

"I said that the existence of the little ghost is to extend your life, but you don't seem to want this life yourself. Should I just kill you?"

Mu Yafei's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and Mu Jing stood in front of her, as long as... as long as...

"hiss--!"

Mu Yafei sucked in the pain in her arm, and when she saw the blood-red wound from her arm to her wrist, she looked at Mu Jing who made a sudden attack in astonishment, and said, "What are you doing?!"

"Aren't you trying to frame me? Am I satisfying you?"

Mu Jing took the folding knife out of his trouser pocket, and cut another knife on Mu Yafei's body with a smile: "Let me do this kind of rough work, your hands that don't touch the spring water are only suitable for playing the piano. "

"Stop, stop!"

"The scars of planting must be realistic, otherwise people will think you are acting."

Mu Jing grabbed Mu Yafei, scratched her neck lightly, then threw away the folding knife, grabbed her jaw, and said, "Is it cool?"