Rebirth of the Daughter's Revenge

"Bitch, you actually kicked me. You took off her clothes for me. When I have enough fun, it will be yours." Zhao Jin's face was ferocious and ordered everyone to hide his face due to the pain.

Four or five people rushed towards Mo Jing. They thought Mo Jing's hands were tied up and they were more than enough to deal with her. No one expected that Mo Jing suddenly stood up.

He quickly retreated behind the chair and kicked the chair in front of them, hindering their progress.

At this moment, the door that was not closed tightly was kicked open by someone. Ling Moyuan appeared in front of everyone with a cold face like a god of death.

Because the door was kicked open with a tough force, some white dust floated in the air. Even so, it could not stop the man standing at the door.

As soon as this man appeared, Zhao Jin, who had been lying around for many years, intuition told him that it was very dangerous, so he quickly got up and wanted to catch Mo Jing, because this man must have appeared for her. There is definitely nothing wrong with taking her as a hostage.

But the faster thing was Ling Moyuan flipped his wrist and shot Zhao Jin's left calf. Zhao Jin was half-kneeling due to the pain on his feet, and Bobo's blood seeped out of his calf.

After the pain, he was shot in his right foot with another gunshot, and his legs were kneeled on the ground without any resistance.

Then there were a series of gunfires. Ling Moyuan sent the remaining four people without blinking, and each of them had a bullet on his legs, doing things neatly.

Only those who have no resistance are the safest. If they injured their legs, they would not have the chance to continue making monsters. Although he didn't have to do this at all, Mo Jing was here and he would not allow anyone to do so.

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Ling Moyuan held the gun in his hand and walked in with cold and confident steps.

He looked cold, as if he had just stepped on an ant, his marksmanship was fast, accurate, and without any hesitation or mercy.

However, when I saw the obvious slap marks on Mo Jing's face and the pinching marks on the lower jaw, my brows frowned slightly, and my hands made a choice one step faster than my brain, and I stroked her bright cheeks, feeling a little distressed.

Question: "Are you injured? Who beat me?"

Ling Moyuan's hands were a little cooler like his people, but Mo Jing clearly felt the temperature coming from her face, and it seemed that she could still feel Ling Moyuan's care through his clear joint hands. "It's okay." Mo Jing didn't care much.

So, to achieve your goal, what is a little injury?

But Ling Moyuan didn't like her answer. He didn't like to see her injured, and he couldn't do anything at all. Thinking of this, his sharp eyes narrowed, accompanied by danger.

Before Mo Jing could react, Ling Moyuan's hand had already left her face, and only he could hear more than a dozen slaps in the face, mixed with the sound of cracking and dislocation.

Mo Jing was really stunned. Ling Moyuan actually slapped each of them twice and even dislocated their chins.

The face was red and swollen, and even a trace of blood was coming out, which showed how much force he used.

These people opened their dislocated mouths and couldn't even shout them in pain.

Mo Jing thought that people like Ling Moyuan are arrogant, and generally don’t like to slap people. People who don’t like to ignore them or disappear forever. But now he has done what he used to disdain, just for the sake of

To avenge her, Mo Jing's eyes were so devastated that she couldn't see clearly.

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I can’t see anyone collecting messages and recommending Shenmadi, and it’s very motivated to write. I’m very tired after get off work every day. If you think it’s good, please encourage me!