"Hmph!" Leng Ning turned his left wrist slightly, and the dagger seemed to be pressed into his throat. The right hand that was holding his wrist had already grabbed his left hand that was raised in the air. With a little force, his wrist joint was dislocated, "Don't do it."
Playing tricks in front of me!"
Jiuer sneered and winked at her slyly, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to wipe away my tears!"
Leng Ning cast a playful look at his face that looked like raindrops, "It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time, otherwise the Oscar winner would definitely be you!"
"Oscar movie..." Jiuer frowned and repeated the awkward words Leng Ning just said, with curiosity in his eyes, "According to what I said, there is no such country name on the mainland. Is it an island country in the sea?!"
An island country in the ocean?!
Leng Ning's mind flashed to the location of Country M on the territorial map, "That's right!"
"Maybe you won't introduce me, but I'm really not used to being so close to a woman, but there's a cold dagger between us!" Jiu'er coughed lightly, and glanced at her chest ambiguously, "It's such a hot day.
It must be very uncomfortable to be wrapped in layers of cloth?!"
After his reminder, Leng Ning noticed that almost her whole body was pressed against his body, and her chest was still close to his. Her face felt hot unconsciously, and she quickly turned off him, using her left hand.
Keeping the dagger pointed at his throat, your right hand grabbed his left hand and dislocated his concern.
There was a slight pain in her wrist, and Jiuer frowned slightly, "Both of my hands have been dislocated by you, do you still need to hold this knife?!"
"Hmph!" Leng Ning squeezed out a cold snort from his nose, "No one in the Dark Eagle Group is your opponent, so naturally I won't take it lightly!"
A flash of surprise flashed through Jiu'er's eyes, but a smile appeared on her lips, "You obviously killed that person, so how can you say he is not my opponent?"
"You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me!" Leng Ning raised his hand and pinched his face, "He died after just one move under my hand. How could such a idiot be the ANBU planted here by Mo Chuan?!
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Putting back the smile on his face, Jiu'er met her gaze directly, his charming eyes were both searching and playful, "What on earth do you want to do?!"
"I think you have mistaken the situation. I am asking you now, not you asking me!" Leng Ning put a little force on the dagger in his hand, and the sharp tip immediately penetrated his skin, and the blood overflowed instantly and condensed on the tip.
A glistening drop of blood, "Where is the secret way out of the palace?!"