Then he grabbed the girl's collar while she was crying.

Just when he was about to yank off the girl's clothes, a hand holding a submachine gun stopped in front of him.

"Made."

The man cursed, took out a gun with his other hand and was about to point it at the person in front of him.

The dagger with the cold light passed through his throat easily and passed through the back of his neck.

Bright red blood spattered on the girl's crying cheeks.

He Ao pulled out the dagger, and traces of bright red liquid soaked into the cold blade of the night dagger.

The rich life force slowly spread along the dagger into He Ao's body, repairing the injured body.

He Ao looked at the rebels who were committing violence wantonly.

In the past, when he controlled this body, it was always a little uncoordinated. It was either unusable or not smooth enough and there was a delay.

Now, this delay is gone.

He twisted his neck slightly.

The crackling sound of bones came from his body.

Comfortable.

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