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Chapter 319: The Game Ends

His chest was twisted in pain as if he had been punched, and he stared at the woman who came out of the bathroom, her body with short black hair and a slight plumpness, and he carefully observed many places on the woman's body, such as the smell and the shape of her nails, he had carefully looked at them, in fact, they were not the same as Mo Luo, although it was only a slight difference, but it was still different, she would not be Mo Luo's, definitely not be.

But why is this woman just a spy, a liar, trying so hard to save herself? That desperate look is really the same as her.

This woman has given blood and has received a blood cup, is she really just a woman who wants to live?

If she is Morrow, is it all in the past? She didn't actually die after being tortured, it was Eliad who gave her a blood ceremony, and she had a blood cup that Eliad gave her? But why is this necklace here?

Why don't you tell me you're alive when you're so close?

Even if you are humiliated, you still don't leave? Obviously gave her a chance.

He looked back at her drooping head and her messy short hair, maybe he was really dazzled by some hallucination, the woman's pure black hair was stained with some blood and adhered together, where was there any golden brown shadow?

So a day speechless Lorenzo has been sitting at the desk to review the official documents as if nothing had happened, she finished wiping the floor and did all kinds of chores without torture, and she will not even be ordered to serve, Lorenzo has been staring at the figure of the woman coming and going, dark blue eyes like a fog to see the shadows and shadows inside, until the evening Lorenzo threw a few blood bags to her, and even threw her a needle.

She understood what he meant, and if she didn't take off her mask, she could use the injection method to replenish blood, which was very careful, but it was not a pleasure for the blood clan to suck blood.

Two days ago, she would say thank you, but today she just took the blood bag and needle and skillfully pierced her flesh. She didn't care about any pleasure or pleasure, it was good to be alive, she did lose a lot of blood because of that injury, and she hadn't eaten much recently, she had barely eaten except for the blood bag that Barnett had secretly stuffed her, and she needed to replenish it if she wanted to live well without losing too much blood.

He also ordered Barnett to untie the restraints on her feet, perhaps because he saved his life? She thought sarcastically, sitting on the floor at night with the quilt he threw at her, leaning tiredly on the bedside table. Not knowing what attitude to use to face him, she couldn't even tell who she really was now, whether it was Moro or a liar wearing a mask and pretending to be Morrow?

She couldn't tell whether that person loved Lorenzo to the fullest, or the leader of the secret party who was infinitely ambiguous and lustful with spies or subordinates.

But whoever he is, this game and the scam should be over.

She knew she couldn't get the necklace anymore, and the only chance she could get it was if she took off her mask and told him that she was Morrow. If that's the case, it's time for him and her to be done too.

Let's end it.

She could think of some other way, to exchange with Patrick or to deal with Patrick for a while, at least the corpse hand was in Lorenzo's hands, and no one else would be able to get it, and Xitai would not recover, so that would be enough.