Chapter 298 - Mo Jingshen Rushed up with the Intention to Kill (2/2)

She just wanted to get Mo Jingshen out of danger, not to implicate him.

She was going to die anyway, so she could only remain calm. There was no need for her to struggle.

That man had kissed her in the face again, and she tilted her head very slightly. His dark, dirty skin contrasted sharply with Ji Nuan’s white face.

The smell of the man’s sweat mingled with the smell of blood. Ji Nuan felt that her morning sickness was about to return, and she wanted to vomit.

Fighting back her nausea, she said quietly, “If someone is watching on the side, I’ll get nervous and can’t relax. If you don’t let him go, you won’t be happy, will you?”

Mo Jingshen, pressed against the wall, clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and his knuckles turned white.

Every cell in his body was clamoring to shoot this beast.

It was with all his strength that he could resist the impulse to spring to his feet. His eyes grew red. While the man holding him laughed and looked in the direction of Ji Nuan, he slowly reached for the stick Ji Nuan had dropped on the ground.

Because Ji Nuan was so calm, the attention of the two men was on her, and neither of them noticed Mo Jingshen.

The sky seemed foggy with the approaching helicopters, and the burning sun seemed to have been set on fire.

Just as the man lying on Ji Nuan was about to tear her clothes, Mo Jingshen, holding back his anger and almost with all his might, hit the man who was holding him and knocked him completely unconscious. The man didn’t even cry out or have a chance to struggle; he just fell to the ground.

Without a pause, Mo Jingshen rushed forward and struck at the man who was lying on top of Ji Nuan and tearing at her clothes. The man had barely raised his gun when he was shot in the head.

Mo Jingshen had rushed up with the intention to kill.

Both of them were immediately lying on the ground with their heads covered with blood and looked even worse than the two men guarding the cabin.

Ji Nuan hurriedly sat up awkwardly. She raised her eyes blankly only to see Mo Jingshen, who had always been calm and composed, fierce as a trapped animal that struggled out. He threw down the stick and punched hard the face of the man who was on top of her. He hit him again and again until the man fainted and was scarred.

Finally, he let go of the dying man, picked up the gun from the ground, and aimed it at him.

He turned down the trigger.

When Ji Nuan saw that he was going to kill this man, she rushed up and pressed his hand. “Feng Ling said your hands were clean and you had never engaged in illegal activities! You can’t kill for me!”

Even if these people deserved to die, the one who killed them shouldn’t be Mo Jingshen!

She could not let this man, whose hands were clean, fall into the dust for her.

“Let me avenge myself!” Ji Nuan struggled to her feet. She didn’t know how to use a long-barreled gun like this, and a shot fired here would instantly attract the attention of those in the front.

She seized the stick on the ground and beat the unconscious man back and forth. In the end, she mercilessly hit his crotch. The unconscious man cried out in pain, and the blood from his lower body flowed to the ground.