Vol 4 Chapter 470:

Dr. Claire looked flustered, and the experts behind him dared not speak, looked at each other, and swept their eyes together. Their eyes were horrified. The crowd was originally talking about what was happening, but at the moment, he spread out, busy and respectful. Listen to the movements here.
The villa on the hilltop is not commonly used. As far as he knows, they are all working for the poison of Meng Lianling. Who is the person underneath? Who's cry is so sad?
"Second son..."
"Open the door!" Mo Ju's cold voice was scattered in the air filled with the smell of the potion. Dr. Claire hesitated, Mo Ju sneered, and her lips sneered. "Mr. Claire, don't let me say it a second time."
Hearing the anger in his voice, Claire sighed and opened the door to him. After all, he couldn't hide it. Except for Mo Ye, who could stop Mo Jiu from doing his own thing. Another hoarse shout came, more hoarse than just now, Mo Ju had an ominous premonition, sullen face down the steps to the dungeon.
The following people surprised him.
Mo Ju surprised, purple eyes wide open, the woman inside frantically patted the glass door, frantic and violent, long hair messy, blood on his body, bloodshot eyes covered with blood, the whole person was almost thin, only skinny, and could not be seen at all The beauty she used to be. She was flapping frantically and desperately, blood stains on the glass door, and her facial features were twisted by the extreme pain.
In this scene, he was so guilty that Rao was such a cruel person, and his heart inevitably moved the mourning person, but more, it was shock.
eleven?
how come?
To be honest, he didn't recognize her at first glance, and no one would compare her with her face to eleven. Although she was so thin and deformed, the facial features model was still there before she could recognize one or two points.
He didn't recognize that he had never thought about it, and the proud woman would be embarrassed at this moment.
"Claire!" Mo Jue suddenly shouted, turned his head furiously, Claire did not follow him down, only he was in the dungeon, his anger soared in the cold air.
What did they do to her?
What Ye Wei dreamed about was actually true.
"Ah..." Eleven screamed wildly, his eyes screaming at Mo Ju bloody, "Mo Ye, let me go, let me go..."
Mo Ju entered the password and opened the glass door. Eleven rushed towards him frantically and punched him. Mo Ju frowned, buckled her arm, and struggled for days, her remaining strength was not much, and No attack power. Mo Ju caught her easily. If someone changed her usual way to beat her, but it wasn't Ye Wei, he had already twisted the other person's arm backhanded at this moment. , Just circling her hand skillfully, restraining her body.
She looks like she is crazy, and she has a strange smell on her body. She has not washed it for several days, her hair is messy and dry, like grass, and her face can't be seen. The clothes on her body are very bloody, old and new. The smell, the smell of the potion, mixed with the smell of blood, was extremely unpleasant, almost disgusting, Mo Ju frowned, his eyes narrowed, looking at this woman he was not familiar with.
Eleven gave him the impression that she was relatively thin. She and Ye Wei were not as shining as Ye Wei, and they were striking. The two were a very harmonious combination, one with a sharp edge, one with restraint and restraint. Most people will focus on Ye Wei and ignore him, he has been from the beginning, she gave him the impression that this person is Ye Wei's good sister.
The only time she was more impressed was that she chased Mo Ye and pointed her gun at him. In the distance, he only saw her contemplatively. She had the opportunity to destroy their actions in City A. She missed the opportunity because of hesitation.
Mo Ye asked him who the woman was, he said eleven.
Mo Ye said, strange woman.
He didn’t know where he said the strange thing, and he didn’t ask. It was just that his brother seemed a little different to her. He always knew that Mo Ye liked Meng Lianling. He thought he was conquering the newly-emerging woman. One could cause The woman his brother noticed, this is his deepest impression of Eleven.
But why would she look like this?
Human-like, non-human.
Like ghosts, not ghosts.
Brother, what are you doing?
What she suffered was inhuman.
Struggling at eleven, he suddenly grabbed his collar tightly with one hand, bloodshot eyes with sadness and deep hatred, "Mo Ye, why? Why do you treat me this way?"
Claire above was shocked. It was the eleventh day in so many days. In addition to crying wildly, she spoke to people for the first time. She asked in a dumb throat over and over again, why?
This voice, sadness still carries her own arrogance.
"I am Moju!" Mojug lowered her eyes, and blood marks appeared on the clothes she was holding. Her fingers were like dry wood. He frowned and reached out to cover her eyes. It's Mo Ju!"
Eleven waved his hand away for a long time without touching the temperature of the human body. Those people gave her gloves when injecting poison. Their eyes were cold, and even their bodies were cold. Eleven's mind seemed to recover.
She let go of Mo Ju's hand and suddenly grasped again, "Wei Wei, what about Wei Wei?"
"She's fine!" Mo Ju said lightly. He noticed that her hand was loose again, and the scarlet eyes had a trace of stability. His heart seemed to be pulled hard by someone, and the pain was dull. She was like this. She still cared about Ye Wei?
Ye Wei actually dreamed of her suffering.
"How could this be?" Mo Ju asked in a deep voice, "Why are they doing this to you?"
"Go!" she spit lightly, coldly chasing away the guest order, turning her back to him, the physical pain made her tremble.
Mo Ju stood quietly behind her, what can he do at this moment?
Let her go?
For a long time, there was no movement in the back, 11 was uncomfortable, physiologically tortured her rhomboid bit by bit, and sharpened her, she tried to stay happy, helpless...
The toxins in the body began to spread again, and several toxins began to game, conflict, tearing her flesh, and the pain of tearing muscles.
Straight at the nerve, she suddenly looked up and growled.
"Ah..." She suddenly slammed hard against the glass wall, and it was fierce and fierce. Blood stains appeared on the glass wall. Mo Ju frowned, realizing her something was wrong, Claire injected her with something that would make her Become like this?
He was surprised that the same kind of people knows the same kind of people better. People like them, if they are not painful enough to bear it, they will never let themselves be crazy, nor will they show such fragility when they know that the enemy is by their side. one side.
However, if it is pain that even they can't bear, what kind of pain should it be?
Mo Ju was thinking of stopping him in the past, and suddenly heard footsteps. Almost at the same time, he came back eleven times and attacked Mo Mo frantically. The facial features were completely twisted. He beat and asked angrily, "Why? Why?... "
Her voice seemed to be broken, and she was ripped to death, her voice was low and deep, "Mo Ye, you ungrateful thing...I want to kill you! I want to kill you..."
There was confusion in front of her eyes. Once again, Mo Jiu was regarded as Mo Ye. It was not powerful and fast, but she attacked so stubbornly. The hate in her eyes was so frightening.
Mo Ju flashed away and looked out of the glass door. Mo Ye had arrived. He stood outside coldly, watching Eleven misrecognize people, attack Mo Ju frantically, and shouted to kill him.
Mo Ju condensed her eyebrows, eleven crazy, Mo Ye's cold eyes were a little complicated, she finally talked to him, although she was wrong, she never asked why he treated her like this, but this time crazy Ask why.
Talking about killing him.
Kill him!
She hates him!
Yeah, why don't you hate it, torture her like this for no reason, how can she not hate him.
"The ungrateful thing! Wolf heart dog lung..." Eleven lost his mind and yelled wildly, every time he shot, he hurt himself one point, Mo Ju wanted to stop her, but she grabbed the collar and fought frantically, "Ingratitude, wolf heart dog lung... I I hate... didn't kill you."
Mo Ju looked at the crazy Eleven in shock and suddenly shouted, "Eleven, I am not Mo Ye."
"Yes, you are not. If I knew... that would be the case, I wouldn't keep you at the beginning. I should have killed you." Even if I exhausted my best effort, the words I spoke were very low and heavy.
Mo Ye was shocked, should he be killed? Why should she kill him? She had no chance at all.
"Farmer and snake... Hahahaha... Why am I so stupid?" Eleven laughed madly, slaps fiercely, Mo Ju hurriedly escaped, she seemed crying, crying, sad and sad, "I hate you!"
Mo Ju couldn't bear her madness. Raising her hand was about to stun her. Mo Ye suddenly took his hand and shook it off, tightly clasping Eleven's shoulder. "What do you mean?"
He finally realized that the eleventh was wrong, but how could a lunatic man say something be true, he wanted to understand, what was she talking about?
Eleven sneer, one word at a time, "I hate you, Mo Ye, you better not let me live, otherwise... your life will be mine sooner or later."
"I asked what did you just mean?" Mo Ye drank suddenly.
Eleven sneered, "Why, do you want to inject me with toxins?"
"I asked what did you just mean?"
"Why?" Eleven asked, as if he could not be heard at all.
"You want to know why, okay, let me tell you." The restlessness and panic in his heart made him cold and cruel. "The poison on Lian Ling needs your blood to prepare an antidote."
"Lian Ling...Lian..."

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