Gu Wenjuan trembled all over, hardly able to believe as she looked up.
Above her blazed the glaring sunlight, with Mo Shu shielding her from it, a sense of safety ensued swiftly.
Suddenly, Gu Wenjuan burst into tears, "Princess Mo!"
Embracing her, the panic in Gu Wenjuan’s heart, the fear within, found a moment of reliance in that instant, clinging desperately to this lifeline.
On Mo Shu’s exquisitely beautiful face, her eyes were cold and deep, tinged with slight anger, her gaze suddenly lifted and fell on the subdued criminal in front of her.
Gu Wenjuan saw a steel pipe still rolling on the ground, her face full of fear.
And that man was being firmly restrained by Ji Yun, powerless to resist.
People around were all looking at Mo Shu, uncertain.
One of them spoke out in English, "Who are you?"
Mo Shu stood up, her lips curling coldly, "Who am I?"
Her gaze shifted to the one who had spoken, she said slowly, "Do you have the right to know?"
Ji Ren and Ji Biao quickly subdued the surrounding people, controlling the criminals, expressionless.
Ji Nan bent over to comfort Gu Wenjuan, who cried out loudly, "I didn’t steal anything, it wasn’t me! It wasn’t me!"
Mo Shu’s brows furrowed as she looked toward the only person still standing.
His face was trembling, "It’s not my fault, I was just passing by, I was helping her!" he said, looking towards Gu Wenjuan, "Say something, I was helping you, I’m not a bad person!"
Gu Wenjuan, sobbing, was also uncertain.
She thought he was a bad man, linked with them.
But, perhaps not, his suggested method did indeed seem to be helping her.
Before Gu Wenjuan could reply, suddenly, the man’s eyes brightened, and he shouted, "Brother!"
Mo Shu looked back and indeed, saw a group of people coming up behind them.
Their number, easily a dozen!
Mo Shu slightly raised her eyebrows.
Clearly, it was a premeditated, organized gang.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation from around, "Princess!"
Mo Shu turned back, a dark muzzle was pointing directly at her.
"Don’t move," the man who had just seemed innocuous suddenly sneered, pointing at Mo Shu and stepping ever closer, he harshly said, "You bitch, I, Third Young Master Lin, choosing this girl is giving her face!"
While speaking, Third Young Master Lin’s gaze began to roam over Mo Shu, astonishment almost bursting forth, his smile growing even more grotesque, "But big fish replaces small, you are worth much more than her, this face, this body, fetching at least a billion at auction, right?"
As he spoke, he advanced closer, almost bumping into Mo Shu’s face.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shu let out a light sneer, "Is that so."
This laugh seemed to instantly evoke a brilliance, even the surrounding sunlight seemed to lose its luster.
Third Young Master Lin was momentarily stunned, then, he heard her chuckling voice: "The safety is not even off, who are you trying to fool?"
Third Young Master Lin was startled, before he could react, he felt a severe pain in his wrist, the sound of misaligned bones echoed simultaneously.
A scream, his face pale as paper.
Mo Shu deftly snatched the handgun from Third Young Master Lin’s hand, gave it a twirl in her hand, then, pressed it against his head.
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Such swift, efficient movements...
Definitely not someone ordinary!
Only to see the beauty in front of him smiling, "You are the first person to ever dare point a gun at me."