The last time Mo Fei was in such a sorry state was because of Ye Cong. Of course, during this period, it was Mo Fei who wanted to get close to him.
However, this time, Mo Tian was the one who landed the attack himself.
Ye Cong collapsed somewhere not far away from Qian Yikun. He was not in a better state. The blood at the corner of his mouth was seeping out endlessly. His left hand was particularly injured too as he had lost all sensation in it. He could not even be able to support his body.
They were completely wiped out.
It was the only phrase that popped up in Mo Fei's head.
However, nobody topped Mo Tian when it came to getting shocked—Tigger shot him in the back.
Mo Tian turned around. His eyes filled with disbelief and sorrow.
Tigger's face was still pale, but the gun he was holding had a clear target.
Mo Fei sneered. Being shot by the person he loved felt really exhilarating, was it not?
