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Chapter 461: After Removing the Mask (2)

Patrick looked at the expression on her face in amazement, and turned back to Lorenzo's uncertain face, Lorenzo didn't say a word, stepped forward and pushed Patrick aside, pulled her collar and dragged her body to stride out of the tent, her body was dragged by him vigorously, and even knocked on the threshold Lorenzo still didn't intend to stop.

"Lorenzo! Let me go! Patrick stepped forward and slapped Lorenzo on the back of the heart, but before he could do so, Lorenzo waved his arm and knocked him a few steps away.

Patrick is no match for Lorenzo, Patrick himself is well aware of this.

"I want to talk to you!" Patrick still spoke.

Patrick even wanted to justify her, at least not for him to just take the stupid woman away.

Lorenzo dragged her shirt collar with her backhand, this action was very uncomfortable, she was dragged upside down to the ground, her shirt looked very embarrassed and very uncomfortable, she didn't have any struggle, just the hand grabbed the collar.

"You don't deserve to talk to me, get out of here." Lorenzo kept moving, dragging her out even harder.

"You're worthy?" Patrick was undaunted and stood in front of Lorenzo, "Then are you worthy?" You think you're not wrong about anything, do you? Why do you keep blaming others from above? What are you? ”

Lorenzo heard Patrick's words and became even more annoyed, let go of Moro's collar and threw her on the ground, reflexively punched Patrick in the heart, Patrick took a few steps back and the corner of his mouth was oozing blood, Lorenzo's punch was definitely not light, and Lorenzo didn't plan to stop after this punch, he put his elbow against Patrick's neck and pushed him outside the tent, so that the whole tent shook violently, Lorenzo raised his hand again, The right hand that raised his fist high and clenched his fist oozed white light from between his fingers, and this punch would definitely beat Patrick half to death, and he was about to fall, but the corner of his clothes was grabbed, and he pleaded in a low voice, "Larry, don't, it's not like this......"

Lorenzo glanced at her who had fallen to the ground humbly, grabbed the corner of his clothes and was even trembling slightly, and she looked up to see his gaze at her as if he were looking at a pile of useless rubble, and her heart was already aching as if it had been fried and burned.

Lorenzo's fist finally lost its white light, crackling and landing on Patrick's face, and then thrust him against the tent, which collapsed with a loud bang.

When the soldiers heard the noise, they rushed over to check on the situation, and Lorenzo ignored Moro who dragged him on the ground and walked out into the field.

He strode towards the field without a trace of light, the speed was terrifying, he didn't use teleportation to grab her by the collar of her back shirt and dragged her to the ground regardless of it, she saw in the bumps that she was getting farther and farther away from the light and fire of the camp, the clothes on her body were soaked with snow and water, and her body was scratched by the blades of sand, gravel and grass, and the blood was leaking through the thin white military shirt. I don't know how long this torture lasted, and he finally stopped.

He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up, her feet off the ground, she didn't struggle at all, her body drooped, it was so uncomfortable, she just grabbed her collar and didn't make any movement, just bit her lower lip and stared at his cold frozen eyes trembling slightly.