The next day, Yuan Shao came to his dungeon with Mo Shichen and Haohao.

Yuan Shao motioned his men to open the dungeon.

When the dead prisoners saw Yuan Shao coming, they had a satisfied smile on their face and said, "Yuan Shao, you can have more such goods next time."

"As for people, I asked you to leave people for me. Didn't you die for me?" Yuan Shao asked expressionless.

Several people got out of the way. At this time, she was lying on the ground without covering her body. She was dying. At this time, there was an old guy on her.

Mo Xue looked at the sky in despair, and her eyes were full of hate, but she was unable to reach out to push away the man on her.

After hearing the news, Mo Xue tried his best not to turn his head.

See Mo Shichen and Yuan Shao and the second aunt too that cheap son appeared in their eyes.

She gnawed her teeth and scolded in a very hoarse voice: "you must die well, you must die well."

Haohao came forward without fear, passed through the bodies of those prisoners and pointed to Mo Xue and said, "have you had enough of that woman? Can you give it to me?"

The prisoners looked at him meaningfully and joked, "little boy, do you want such a dirty woman?"

"I want her to pay for her life." Haohao's tone was surprisingly calm.

The prisoner was slightly stunned, then pulled up one of Moxue's legs, dragged her to the door and said, "kill her like this. The body remains in the prison. It's enough for my brothers to play for several days."

Mo Xue listened to those people's words, and the hatred in her eyes became deeper.

Haohao nodded. He went to Mo Shichen and said, "I'll cover her."

Mo Shichen looked up at Yuan Shao, nodded knowingly immediately, threw a wet rag inside and said, "cover her to death."

"It's OK to cover your death. Women have to stay for us and play for a few more days," said the prisoners.

"OK," Yuan Shao agreed.

Hearing the response, the prisoners took action.

Although some are not willing, they still cover the dishcloth to the face of Mo Xue according to the vast words.

Moxue's face is so delicate that a man can cover it with a slap.

She shook her head in horror.

But the other party's face was pressed on the Black Snow's face without waves.

At first, Moxue was still struggling desperately, and there was no breath for a while.

"Haohao, this revenge has been avenged. Promise me to live a good life in the future, OK?" Mo Shichen squatted down and said to him.

He nodded softly.

He bowed in the direction of Mo Shichen and Yuan Shao and said, "thank you."

Mo Shichen also said, "thanks to your help this time."

"Yes, he lied to me. It's damn it. He just gave you a favor." Yuan Shao said bitterly.

They don't have too many greetings.

Yuan Shao sent Mo Shichen and Haohao out of his house.

After Mo Shichen left from him, he hurried back to the hospital.

Tang Wanxin was sober at this time. She asked with concern, "how are things going?"

"Dead." Mo Shichen said.

"HMM." Tang Wanxin was worried about arousing vast sadness, so he didn't say anything more.

She had a slight concussion in the head, but there was no big problem.

Plus tomorrow is the day for the second aunt's funeral. They have to go back to see her off.

Tang Wan thought and said, "let's go home and let Haohao's second aunt talk again."

Mo Shichen was no different, so he went through the discharge formalities according to his words.

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