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Mo Xifeng felt her left eyebrow twitch. Hearing Mo Qiang's words, she suddenly imagined herself as an upright official and Mo Xifeng as her corrupted aide who was egging her master to do bad things. What kind of words were these? Wasn't it simply using her shoulder to fire the gun?
Helpless, Mo Xifeng caught Mo Qiang by the back of her collar and then pulled her forward. She was an S-grade mecha morph, and with her strength, picking up Mo Qiang was similar to picking up a stray cat from the street. She only needed to pinch her fingers together and then turn her arm just like Mo Qiang was hanging in front of her.
What was more Mo Qiang had lost a lot of weight after working out with her and thus she was even lighter than before.
