Huangfu Yaoyang's tone was urgent, and wherever the old housekeeper and assistant dared to delay time, they all rushed over to make a phone call. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One of the staff who contacted Huangfu Yaoyang's office in country M called the police over there to call the police.

"Ono...... Hold on...... Ono ......"

Holding the mobile phone and listening to the noisy sound in the earpiece, Huangfu Yaoyang's left hand hanging down by his side was also clenched hard.

Because of the excessive force, his fingers were pale, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were visibly protruding.

The heart, beating so eagerly, seemed to jump out of the chest.

As the clock ticked by, he could barely breathe.

Knowing that she was there and in danger, he couldn't do anything about it.

For the first time in his life, Huangfu Yaoyang felt his incompetence.

Whereas.

At this moment.

On the other end of the signal, Leng Xiaoye was in no mood to pay attention to the mobile phone that fell to the ground and didn't know what was blocking it.

Raising her right foot, she swept and was neatly dodged by Shura.

As soon as her opponent's right hand was raised, the knife in her hand stabbed at her again.

Leng Ono dodged sideways, and the dagger swept over her head, cutting off a lock of her long hair that floated up.

"Damn it!" Taking two steps back, seeing her own hair cut off in mid-air, Leng Ono's face became colder and colder, and when she saw Shura's right foot stepping on the cloth on the ground, she suddenly raised her hand and threw the scissors towards Shura.

Shura turned sideways, scissors flew over the side of her face, smashed against the wall, and landed.

Raising the corners of his lips, Shura sneered.

"Die!"

Leng Leng spit out three words, her left foot twisted slightly, her body spread out like a bird, and her feet with high heels kicked Leng Xiaoye's face fiercely.

Leng Ono bent down and dodged her kick, while grabbing the fabric on the ground and pulling it in his direction.

Shura's feet stepped on the cloth, and this one's body immediately lost its balance and fell to the ground.

Raising his hand to throw the fabric over and covering her body, Leng Xiaoye flew over, grabbed her right hand to catch the knife, and slammed it.

His elbow hurt, and the knife in Shura's hand fell to the ground.

Leng Ono slashed her arm back with a backhand and punched her in the face.

has been trained by K's devil since he was a child, and Shura can have the information to stand behind K, so he is naturally not an idle person.

After being punched in the face, the tips of his left fingers moved, and he had already pulled out a slender lancet from his sleeve and slashed it towards Leng Ono's chest.

Leng Ono shrank sharply, the blade of the lancet grazing her chest.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shura counterattacked, pressed her under him, and stabbed Leng Xiaoye's throat with a wave of his hand.

Leng Ono raised his hand and grabbed the palm of her hand holding the knife, Shura pressed the knife hard, and she supported it hard.

Little by little, the tip of the knife approached Leng Ono's face.

Shura raised the corners of her lips, and a sneer appeared on the corners of her lips.

Leng Ono took a breath and jerked his knees up against her back while turning his face sideways.

With a thud, the lancet grazed her face and stabbed straight into the ground.

Leng Xiaoye elbowed her with a backhand, knocked her away, grabbed a steel ruler on the ground casually, and beckoned over regardless of it.

The steel ruler struck Shura's forehead, and immediately cut open a wound.

Window.

The siren sounded.

Kicking away the steel ruler that Leng Ono struck again, Shura dodged out of the door.

Leng Xiaoye grabbed the steel ruler and chased it out, but she was no longer visible.

Lowering the ruler in his hand, Leng Xiaoye sighed lightly, and hurriedly turned around and returned to his small workshop, rummaging left and right, and finally found the mobile phone that was thrown in the corner.