Chapter 1759

They squinted at her, spoke French, looked at each other and came forward slowly

"Don't come here!" Fang Jiamei couldn't help retreating. She was very flustered. She suddenly closed her eyes and took out a dagger for self-defense from her bag. She said to them, "don't come here! Or I'll stab you! "

Two men were obviously startled, and then disapproved of the smile, "come on, beauty can't take such dangerous things."

They were obviously not afraid of her, and continued to approach. With sinister laughter, Fang Jiamei was forced to retreat to the corner by him. She screamed in fright, closed her eyes and waved a knife. However, they were soon stopped by the two men. The knife fell to the ground, and the whole person was surrounded by them in the corner

Fang Jiamei yelled, but no one came. She was scared by the two men tearing her clothes.

Just when she was about to collapse, there was a sudden bang in front of her. She took away her hand and saw that two men were falling to the ground in pain.

In front of her stood the man who came in time.

Fang Jiamei's tears fell down in an instant and her legs softened when she grabbed her clothes.

Mo Yiheng looked at her and reached out to help her up. He took off his coat and put it on her shoulder. Looking at the wound on her hand, his eyes were filled with evil cold.

Two men on the ground suddenly woke up and looked at him unconvinced. One of the tall men stood up, picked up the dagger and stabbed Mo Yiheng directly -

"be careful!" Fang Jiamei exclaimed and opened her mouth. She had been held by Mo Yiheng and dodged, but her arm was still scratched, her shirt was broken, and the blood quickly flowed out.

Fang Jiamei trembled with fright. Without waiting to say anything, Mo Yiheng rushed out to fight with the two men.

Eyes slightly shaking, in front of everything once again subverted Fang Jiamei's understanding of this man.

He was fierce and sharp, hitting the key every time. His short hair was messy, and the wound at the corner of his mouth made him more fierce.

Bang!

Bang!

A few sound, the two men have been him down on the ground, suffered a lot of injuries.

His tall body standing there, the wind gently blowing his bloody shirt corner, like a killer in the lonely night.

is as like as two peas in the red light district.

Mo Yiheng gasps slightly, and looks at her with her side eyes. The scarlet color in her eyes makes Fang Jiamei step back.

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It's too late to turn around and go back to the apartment. Fang Jiamei looks at Mo Yiheng's many scratches, and she is still palpitating when she thinks of what happened just now.

Mo Yiheng didn't speak all the way. He went into the living room and took off his shirt, revealing his thin body. He had some wounds on his arm and was still bleeding.

His back is very thin, his shoulders are very wide, and most importantly, there is a long scar on his back, which seems to be cut by a knife.

On the first night, Fang Jiamei saw it, but he didn't seem to want her to notice. He even pulled her hand down when she felt it, so she didn't ask.

Fang Jiamei pursed her lips, turned to look for the medicine box, came to him and opened her mouth carefully: "can I help you deal with the wound?"

Mo Yi Heng side Mou sees her one eye, the facial expression is very gloomy.

Her skirt was almost torn, only wearing his big coat, but the whole person was in a mess.

"Take a bath." Mo Yiheng took over the cold opening of the medicine box in her hand.

Fang Jiamei watched him sit on the sofa and expertly take out the liquid medicine to disinfect. She went forward and squatted beside him, grabbed the liquid medicine and poured it on the cotton ball to disinfect him.