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Chapter 117 : Who are you?

Suddenly, along with the light, something reflective bounced on the mountain wall in front of her. Han Shui'er stepped back and grabbed the person's wrist, which was holding a sharp dagger...

She quickly stepped back several steps, looked at the eight or nine tall and powerful men's bodyguards on the other side, and asked aloud, without any fear: "Who are you? Who sent you here?"

"Who are we? Ha..." the leading man said with a slight smile. He finally understood why someone wanted to kill the girl in front of him, because she was so beautiful!

"Who is it?" Han Shuier frowned, her hair still blown away by the strong wind. She could not be afraid. She clenched her hands into fists. If no one came to help her at this moment, then she would definitely not be a match for these nearly 10 men in black!

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands!

"You don't need to know who we are. What you need to know is that you are going to the underworld to see the King of Hell soon!" After saying that, several of the men stabbed her with sharp knives.

Han Shui'er attacked, stretched out her legs to kick a man away, and did a backflip to barely snatch away the dagger that was stabbing her...

After several rounds, she was a little exhausted, so she had to dodge left and right, trying to avoid their fatal attacks again and again!

"Brothers! This girl is so pretty! How about we capture her and let us brothers go up and taste her one by one?!" A man behind him looked at Han Shui'er with fascination.

Several perverts nodded one after another, "It's really rare to see such a top quality! Brothers, come on!"

Han Shui'er kicked a man in black to the ground with a fierce kick, "Damn it! Ye Moze, where are you?" What she was thinking about was that Ye Moze would come to save her.

But soon after, it became her extravagant wish!

She was captured with a net by several men in black...
Chapter completed!
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