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One minute ago.
Outside the door.
"Take out your weapons!"
Pointing a gun at Mo Shangjun, Ni Rou took a step closer to her and yelled at her severely.
Raising an eyebrow, Mo Shangjun glanced at her impatiently, "What if I don't?"
"Aren't you a bit too arrogant," Ni Rou looked at her mockingly, "In your current situation you're a trapped turtle in a jar, you have no right to resist!"
Mo Shangjun sighed leisurely, "You're more than welcome to try."
Provoked by her indifferent and disdainful tone, Ni Rou felt a surge of rage and instantly signaled to the two burly men nearby. Brandishing daggers, they charged straight at Mo Shangjun!
Mo Shangjun lifted her eyelids, feeling a sense of resignation, but her hands were not idle. Before the two men could reach her, a dagger mysteriously appeared in her hand. With a forward throw, the dagger flew towards Ni Rou's gun-wielding hands.
