Mu Xiaolen looked at the ceramic cup, and then at the door. Those two **** words lingered in her heart. After thinking about it over and over again, she had a thought. This should be the first time she saved herself in her life and the first time she showed her strategy. It's just that you have to suffer.

She opened the notebook on the table. The internet had been ripped off by Lu Gaofei. Mu Xiaolian opened the text file and wrote a few words and then continued to open the notebook. She reached out and picked up the lid of the porcelain cup and walked directly into the bathroom. Close the bathroom door.

A few seconds later, there was a crisp sound in the bathroom, which was partially blocked by the bathroom door, and did not attract the attention of the two gangsters outside the door. Jian Xiaoshan in the bathroom squatted on the floor and selected broken tiles, shaking his hands violently. After the ceramic lid was broken, the porcelain piece was thick and not very sharp. Mu Xiaolen looked for one of the small pieces with a pointed tip.

call……

Mu Xiaolen closed his eyes and spread out the palm of his hand. With the other hand, he firmly grasped the broken porcelain piece, and the sharp end was pressed against the palm of his palm, and the hand holding the fragment shook more and more.

The tiles are not sharp. If you want to cut the palm of your hand, you need strength and cruelty.

call……

Mu Xiaolen breathed in and exhaled long again, the eyelashes on her closed eyes trembling violently, just like the tension in her heart at this time.

"Come on, don't be afraid, come on, high cold will come, he will definitely come, come on." Mu Xiaolen whispered, suddenly, she closed her eyes suddenly and grabbed the fragmented one. The muscles in his hands tightened, and the sharp tiles pierced into the palms of the white and pink skin.

Ok……

Mu Xiaolen's brows mingled together, and she made a muffled sound that she was holding back because of the pain. The big tears fell uncontrollably. Instinctively, she loosened her hand holding the porcelain piece, her forehead The sweat on my body suddenly burst out.

The blood also poured out, and the whole palm was dyed red from the point where it pierced the palm, like a sharp knife rubbed on the palm of the hand, the piece of porcelain was deeply embedded in the flesh.

It hurts……

Mu Xiaolen's head turned to one side, her face wrinkled with pain, tears almost gushing out, and she gritted her teeth to control herself not to make a sound.

After a few seconds, Mu Xiaolen relieved, and she stretched out her right hand again, and pulled out the porcelain piece from the palm of her left hand, and the blood surged even more.

not enough……

Mu Xiaolen frowned slightly, looking at the spot where the flesh in the palm of her hand had exploded, her eyes burst into more and more fierceness. Suddenly, she grabbed the tile with her right hand and pierced the tile into the wound just now. Place.

The puncture wound encountered a sharp weapon again, because of the pain, her body shivered suddenly, and instinctively, the hand holding the porcelain piece bounced away.

Xiao Leng was most afraid of pain. She had to go to the temple to ask for an amulet for an injection. The pupils didn't cry for the injection. She took the amulet and worshiped after a little bit, and cried and howled. She could hardly bear the pain right now.

Not to mention that this is hurting yourself. For Mu Xiao Leng, it takes great courage.

But within a few seconds, because the painful instinctive hand held the tiles again, Mu Xiaolen let out a low growl, and with a sudden force, the tiles in her palm followed her violently trembling hands and scratched the entire palm. Broken, blood poured out at once, and the white porcelain was printed with blood red.

The flesh of the palm of the hand was turned over, like a ditch, blood was flowing like a shot.

Mu Xiao Leng fell to the ground in pain, and rolled around in the bathroom. The blood was splashed everywhere. She couldn't help but let out a low, dull, painful cry through the thick bathroom. The door came out.

Her voice was suppressed, and the two people outside the door still didn't know.

After at least a full minute, the door to the bathroom slowly opened, and Mu Xiaolen was covered in blood. She grabbed the trembling wrist of her left hand and walked out. Her hair spread out in a mess, with some strands hanging on it. Bleeding, the originally ruddy lips were pale and pale due to pain, and a little black.

Mu Xiaolen was trembling and slammed his injured hand to the ground.

A piece of blood fell on the carpet.

She slammed it against the wall, and a large swath of blood bloomed on the wall.

After shaking it a dozen times in all directions, the blood was flowing from the wound large enough, and the side near the bed suddenly fell like a rain of blood. There was blood everywhere, and it looked terrible. Mu Xiaolen's left palm turned over and wiped his face and neck.

There was blood on his body, and the blood on his face and neck was terrifying at a glance.

At this time, Mu Xiaolen took the porcelain cup, firmly grasped it in his hand, placed it behind him, and walked quickly to the door of the room.

what!

A shrill and stern girl came out from Mu Xiaolen's room. The voice was so loud that it made people horrified. All of a sudden, the two **** outside the door jumped up in shock, looked at each other and quickly opened the door.

After Mu Xiao Leng yelled, she moved closer to the door. The hand behind the porcelain cup holding the porcelain cup was too hard, and the skin color on the back of her hand was a little pale, shaking violently because of tension, she stared at the door firmly.

The door opened.

I saw one gangster in front and one in the back. When I saw her with blood all over her head, her eyes widened and she was stunned.

boom!

With just such a second of effort, Mu Xiao Leng screamed again, using his best effort to raise the porcelain cup in his hand, jumped up and slammed on the head of the **** in front.

Click...

There was a muffled sound, the porcelain cup bloomed on the top of this man's head, and the gangster fell to the ground and fainted.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

The moment the **** fell, Mu Xiaolen slapped her face firmly, and the other **** standing behind the **** shot her flying with one hand, and slapped her to the ground.

"Smelly bitch! You dare to attack!" The **** with the green dragon embroidered on his arm violently stepped forward and grabbed Mu Xiaolen's hair and lifted her head up and shouted: "Don't look at who the **** this is. Covered place! I dare to attack!"

A woman who wants to attack two men is irresponsible, not to mention that Mu Xiaolen, who is already powerless, can stun one with a porcelain cup, and has exhausted all her strength.

If it hadn't been for the blood of the whole body to make this **** stunned for a second, it would be unclear whether she could successfully attack.

"Want to run?!" The embroidered dragon trembled with anger, and looked at his brother who fell on the ground with some fear. If it was him who had just walked in front, I am afraid that it would be himself who fell to the ground. , Thinking of this, he glared at Mu Xiaolen with more anger, raising his hand and going to hit again.

"Ten thousand euros." Mu Xiaolen's voice was extremely low, but her words were very clear. Although she was trembling because of fear, these words were clearly passed into the ears of the bully. His raised hand stopped.

"Brother, ten thousand euros." Mu Xiaoleng looked at the door quickly: "I'll give you ten thousand euros, and I won't run, and brother, you still have merit in Lu Gaofei."

Not to escape? Not running? Ten thousand euros? ! Still work?

The **** thought he had heard it wrong, tilted his head and looked at Mu Xiaolen in a puzzled manner. He raised his hand but put it down: "What do you mean?"

Mu Xiaolen's hand touched the broken tiles on the ground. The bully stepped back abruptly, stretched out her finger and sneered at her: "Smelly bitch, don't play tricks, want to run? There is no door!"

It was a sneak attack just now, Mu Xiaolen could stun a man, but now it is impossible for the sneak attack to succeed. The weak Mu Xiaolen is not the vigilant gangster opponent in front of him.

"Brother, I said I won't run, I'll give you 10,000 euros." Then, she took the porcelain piece, bit her teeth, and pierced the shin with a sharp stroke.