Twenty years of familial love, years of marital affection—all were lies. The father who doted on her since childhood turned out to be the murderer of her mother. The husband who cherished her all a...
One hand went into the already damp pocket, while the other hand tightly gripped... a lighter.
Li Yixue walked closer and closer, her high heels clicking crisply on the uneven cobblestones, the sound drowned out by the rain.
The rain was pouring down, but Mo Jing felt as if she could hear her own heartbeat.
"Come out, Mo Jing. I know you're hiding there. If you don't come out, I'll shoot." Li Yixue seemed certain that Mo Jing was there, and slowly approached Mo Jing's location.
Mo Jing's eyes darted left and right as she calculated in her mind, then she put the things she was holding back into her pocket. She raised her hands and stepped out.
"Finally willing to come out? Humph!" Li Yixue was very satisfied with Mo Jing's cooperation. With a smile on her lips, she pointed the gun at Mo Jing and said, "Hands behind your head, slowly walk over here."
Mo Jing didn't speak, but obediently did as she was told, placing her hands behind her head. Her ponytail had already been washed by the heavy rain and stuck to her skin in a bunch. Mo Jing slowly walked over.
Seeing Mo Jing's actions, Li Yixue's smile became even more sinister and twisted. As long as she captured Mo Jing, what could Ling Moyuan do? He would still have to obediently submit.
Mo Jing drew closer and closer, until she was less than a meter away from Li Yixue. Suddenly, Mo Jing kicked out with her front foot, striking Li Yixue's wrist, which was holding the gun. The gun flew out of Li Yixue's hand and landed on a rock on the other side.
At the same time, Mo Jing pulled at her hair, which, now free of the elastic band, cascaded down and clung to her face and neck. A new, elastic band was now tied around her wrist, hidden unnoticed under her sleeve.
"Very interesting. As expected of Ling Moyuan's woman, just as troublesome as him. But you've met me. Don't worry, I'm still a kind person. I'll let you see him before you die." If she hadn't been so careless just now, Mo Jing wouldn't have been able to succeed at all. So she really should remember what Chen Jun said: never underestimate your opponent.
Mo Jing looked at Li Yixue with indifferent eyes and said coldly, "Don't worry, I will expose your crimes to the world before you die."
Then both of them turned cold and began to fight bare-handed.
Li Yixue is capable of drug trafficking, so she must have been trained. In fact, because of Li Yixue's situation, her practical experience is much richer than Mo Jing's, and her skills are also better.
It was clear after only a few rounds that although Li Yixue was wearing high heels, she walked on the uneven rocks as if they were flat ground, and her fight against Mo Jing was not cumbersome at all.
Mo Jing's hair was grabbed hard by Li Yixue, and her neck was also choked.
Cold fingers ran through her hair, pulling it roughly, as if trying to rip her scalp off.
The five fingers gripping her neck were like five iron nails, firmly embedded in her skin. No matter how hard Mo Jing tried to pry them off, she couldn't. Being choked made it difficult for her to breathe.
"You are no match for me at all. If I didn't want to use you to keep Ling Moyuan occupied, I could kill you right now." Li Yixue's voice grew colder and colder, her breath pressing against Mo Jing's shin as if she might bite him off at any moment.
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Chapter 1 complete, more updates to come!