It wasn't until Leng Xiaomo had stabbed that person until he passed out and turned around slowly, holding a bloody needle that was still dripping blood. He looked at her with a cold and terrifying gaze, as if he wanted to eat her up, that her expression changed slightly.
"Bitch! go to hell-!"
Leng Xiaomo held the needle tightly, raised it up high, and rushed over while shouting.
The latter did not move, and his face was just as familiar.
she was none other than lin qingya, who had also left city g.
Leng Xiaomo's eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent as he looked at her. However, just as she was about to rush up to touch her, two more people suddenly rushed up from behind her and forcefully stopped her.
as she struggled, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck. something cold was injected into her body, making her, who was impulsive a second ago, go soft in the next second.
