"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.

"I have never been a burden to Mo Yuan." After saying that, he stomped twice and kicked from front to back, aiming at Li Yixue's face.

In the pitch-black surroundings, visibility was already poor. Li Yixue released her hand from Mo Jing's neck to shield herself, but unexpectedly, Mo Jing's shoe was fitted with a sharp blade. In the darkness, it instantly slashed a deep gash in Li Yixue's hand. Blood gushed out like a tap turned on, even splashing onto Mo Jing's white lab coat, before being quickly washed away by the heavy rain.

Because of the pain in her hand, Li Yixue reflexively withdrew her other hand and covered it with her injured hand.

"I want to kill..." Li Yixue tried to say something. But how could Mo Jing give her a chance to speak? She pressed forward without stopping.

Li Yixue's biggest mistake was that she only carried a pistol and no other offensive weapons.

Because she hadn't thought of many things. She hadn't expected Ling Moyuan to be able to find this place, nor had she expected Zhong Yuanjie and the others to be rescued, or that Mo Jing would be able to escape. She also hadn't expected that, even though they had searched her entire body beforehand, she would still hide the razor blade in the lining of her shoe.

Although she was skilled, she couldn't gain the upper hand against Mo Jing, who had a weapon.

This can't go on. If Ling Moyuan comes, things will get complicated.

His eyes fell on the pistol lying on another scorched rock, and he lunged forward.

At the same time, Mo Jing rushed forward to stop her. She was just a little short of getting it, but Mo Jing took off the rubber band from her wrist and suddenly put it around Li Yixue's neck, pulling her back hard.

The two fell to the ground at the same time, Mo Jing on the bottom and Li Yixue on top.

However, Mo Jing held Li Yixue down firmly, preventing her from getting up. She even wrapped her legs around Li Yixue's body, making it impossible for her to stand up.

Li Yixue grabbed Mo Jing's hair with both hands behind her back, pulling it hard as if she wanted to tear off her scalp. The elastic band around her neck made her face turn red, and her eyes widened.

She gripped Mo Jing's hair even tighter, but no matter how much her scalp hurt or how much Li Yixue struggled, Mo Jing tightened her grip with all her might, her eyes colder than the seawater.

Li Yixue's grip on Mo Jing weakened, just as Mo Jing was about to succeed.

The sound of a helicopter's rotors grew louder overhead; it was Feng Tianxiang returning.

Mo Jing glanced up at the helicopter already in front of her, frowned, and lightened her movements slightly. She then quickly increased the pressure, but this sudden shift in pressure, while preventing Li Yixue from escaping, did cause her to gasp for air.

"Mo Jing, stop right now, or I'll shoot you dead!" The helicopter door was open, and Feng Tianxiang shouted, pointing a gun at Mo Jing.

The sound of the propellers, combined with the rain and thunder, created a beautiful symphony.

Mo Jing stared at Feng Tianxiang standing at the cabin door, her eyes filled with intense hatred. The heavy rain washed over her cold face, cleansing every line of her features.

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