Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At the same time, the man who had been holding Ji Nuan pushed her hair away from her face. He stared at her for a moment and smiled.

Two days ago, Aqib agreed to give her to them as a sex toy after the operation ended. He only knew that the girl was very good-looking. Now seeing her up close, he found that she was even more delicate and beautiful than in his memory, especially the stubborn look and her reddened eyes, which made him especially eager to conquer her.

"You risked your life to lurk in our camp. What's your relationship with Mr. Control?" The man suddenly pinched Ji Nuan's waist deliberately through her white skirt. "Is he your man?"

With a cold look, Ji Nuan didn't respond to him.

"Your life is in our hands now, and your Mr. Control can only watch even if I fxck you here till you cry." The man said as he leaned over to kiss her on the cheek.

Mo Jingshen struggled to his feet but was kicked in the knee and hit the ground.

He tried to get up again, but the man hit him in the back with the butt of his rifle and smashed him into the corner of the log cabin. Ji Nuan saw his back hit hard against a corner and then the man's rifle hit him in the waist.

These people were ruthless and vicious. Mo Jingshen hadn't eaten for several days; it was a miracle for him to hold out till now. Also, he had no gun to fight back with.

Mo Jingshen gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "Let her go. I'll go with you. You can trade my life for hundreds of millions of dollars, but her life doesn't do you any good."

The man who had just attacked him laughed even more happily.

"It seems that you really care about this woman. So, she is really your woman?"

Mo Jingshen was pinned to the wall outside the cabin by him.

Ji Nuan was pushed to the ground by another man, and the rifle was still pointed at her temple.

The man slowly pinched Ji Nuan's chin and suddenly began to tear at her clothes. Her white dress was neither thick nor fussy, and one of her shoulders was immediately exposed to the air. Her snow-white and delicate skin dazzled the man's eyes. He stared at her greedily. "It looks good! I wonder how she tastes!"

With this disgusting man on top of her, she didn't struggle as hard as she used to. She looked up calmly and said in English, "Let him go. I'll play along with you two."

The man on top of her looked at her, froze for a moment, and then smiled. "What's the point of letting him go? I just want to fxck you in front of your man!"

Ji Nuan lay motionless, her heart full of despair.

From the moment she was caught, she knew she might not be able to get out of here. She was lucky to see Mo Jingshen again in such a place.

All her regrets from her previous life had gone at this moment. At least she finally saw the whole of Mo Jingshen, a Mo Jingshen who she had never known but was so, so good.

This might be a chance that God gave her to share life and death with him at this moment, to enjoy a wonderful love, and to cherish the man she missed in her previous life.

Although she had already died once, it didn't mean she was not afraid of death, but at this moment, Ji Nuan was more at peace with death than she had ever imagined.

She could chew off her own tongue to die. She had died once, so perhaps she was more experienced than anyone else on how to die more easily.

She just wanted to get Mo Jingshen out of danger, not to implicate him.

She was going to die anyway, so she could only remain calm. There was no need for her to struggle.

That man had kissed her in the face again, and she tilted her head very slightly. His dark, dirty skin contrasted sharply with Ji Nuan's white face.

The smell of the man's sweat mingled with the smell of blood. Ji Nuan felt that her morning sickness was about to return, and she wanted to vomit.

Fighting back her nausea, she said quietly, "If someone is watching on the side, I'll get nervous and can't relax. If you don't let him go, you won't be happy, will you?"

Mo Jingshen, pressed against the wall, clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and his knuckles turned white.

Every cell in his body was clamoring to shoot this beast.

It was with all his strength that he could resist the impulse to spring to his feet. His eyes grew red. While the man holding him laughed and looked in the direction of Ji Nuan, he slowly reached for the stick Ji Nuan had dropped on the ground.

Because Ji Nuan was so calm, the attention of the two men was on her, and neither of them noticed Mo Jingshen.

The sky seemed foggy with the approaching helicopters, and the burning sun seemed to have been set on fire.

Just as the man lying on Ji Nuan was about to tear her clothes, Mo Jingshen, holding back his anger and almost with all his might, hit the man who was holding him and knocked him completely unconscious. The man didn't even cry out or have a chance to struggle; he just fell to the ground.

Without a pause, Mo Jingshen rushed forward and struck at the man who was lying on top of Ji Nuan and tearing at her clothes. The man had barely raised his gun when he was shot in the head.

Mo Jingshen had rushed up with the intention to kill.

Both of them were immediately lying on the ground with their heads covered with blood and looked even worse than the two men guarding the cabin.

Ji Nuan hurriedly sat up awkwardly. She raised her eyes blankly only to see Mo Jingshen, who had always been calm and composed, fierce as a trapped animal that struggled out. He threw down the stick and punched hard the face of the man who was on top of her. He hit him again and again until the man fainted and was scarred.

Finally, he let go of the dying man, picked up the gun from the ground, and aimed it at him.

He turned down the trigger.

When Ji Nuan saw that he was going to kill this man, she rushed up and pressed his hand. "Feng Ling said your hands were clean and you had never engaged in illegal activities! You can't kill for me!"

Even if these people deserved to die, the one who killed them shouldn't be Mo Jingshen!

She could not let this man, whose hands were clean, fall into the dust for her.

"Let me avenge myself!" Ji Nuan struggled to her feet. She didn't know how to use a long-barreled gun like this, and a shot fired here would instantly attract the attention of those in the front.

She seized the stick on the ground and beat the unconscious man back and forth. In the end, she mercilessly hit his crotch. The unconscious man cried out in pain, and the blood from his lower body flowed to the ground.