Qu Ling'er, a native of Northeast China, spoke fluent Northeastern dialect. Waking up from a dream, she was pulled into a survival game full of dangers and opportunities. She also gained a chea...
Bang!
Another slap hit Liang Qiuchi's face.
Qu Linger snorted coldly: "Don't you know you can't spit anywhere? How can you drink it?"
A tall man followed behind Liang Qiu Chi. Seeing that the atmosphere was getting increasingly tense, he hurried out to smooth things over, fearing that someone might die.
"Everyone, let's talk it out. Danger is everywhere here, so it's better for us not to fight among ourselves. Is there some misunderstanding here? How about..."
Nie Fengjiao walked closer at this time, raised her hand and grabbed Chi Qiu's wrist tightly, and hit Qu Ling'er again.
Chi Qiu's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat due to the pain, and he couldn't break free from Nie Fengjiao's grip no matter what he did.
Meng Rou exclaimed and quickly reached out to pull Nie Fengjiao: "Nie... let go! How dare you hurt Brother Chi?"
It was not known whether she did it intentionally or not, but when she pulled Nie Fengjiao's arm, she scratched a bloody mark on the back of Nie Fengjiao's hand.
Nie Fengjiao didn't even frown, but Qu Ling'er was unhappy.
Her pampered best friend was injured in front of her. How could she tolerate this?
Qu Ling'er grabbed Meng Rou's hair, causing her to scream in pain.
"How dare you! Let me go... let me go now! I'm a big shot on the leaderboard. Believe it or not, I'll make sure you don't survive in District 520."
"It was this hand that hurt Jiaojiao just now! Since the hand is so useless, why not keep it?"
With a snap, Qu Ling'er broke Meng Rou's right wrist.
ah!
Meng Rou's painful screams instantly echoed in the empty mine.
Lan Mo looked at Qu Ling'er with shining eyes, so handsome!
The tall man who had just smoothed things over was about to step forward to help, but another long-haired man, who seemed to be with him, quickly pulled him back a few steps.