Before he could finish his sentence, the smile at the corner of the man's mouth froze instantly.
Tong Ran's little face remained expressionless, her eyes flashed an abnormal crimson, and suddenly she raised her hand, and the dagger plunged directly into Mo Nanjue's abdomen!
Pfft.
The sharp tip pierced through the man's black leather jacket, and blood spurted out, dyeing Tong Ran's white long dress red.
She stared blankly, the hand holding the dagger began to tremble violently, her gaze still unfocused, staring ahead.
Mo Nanjue's black eyes suddenly contracted, severe pain struck his heart, his throat rolled slightly, and he forcibly swallowed the cry of pain.
Tong Ran opened her mouth, the effects of the drug stimulated her nerves, and the words she spoke were unconscious, "Let me go, I want to find Mo Nanjue..."
