Slave was like a beast, unaware of the pain. She bit the leader’s head so hard that he fell to the ground and cried out.
'Pull her away!' The leader shouted.
His men immediately approached slave and tried to separate them with their hands and feet.
But what kind of person slave was? She grew up in the village and was tortured so much that she couldn't feel any pain at all.
She only knew that this person wanted to hurt her master, and the only person who treated her as a human being. Even if she died, she could not let her master be hurt!
Slave bit harder and harder. The moment she felt the salty smell in her mouth, her beastliness was completely aroused. With the help of the hand holding the head, she tore the skin off his wrist.
'Ah -'
The leader's voice resounded through the whole village. His subordinates also took this opportunity to pull slave away and press her to the ground.
Slave's ferocity hadn't receded yet. She spat out the flesh in her mouth and still gritted her teeth in front of his head.
The leader’s head ached so much that his face was bloodless. Looking at his wrists which were covered with blood and flesh, his eyes were filled with killing intent. He stood up and kicked slave's mouth, which made her bite her lips and bleed all over her chin.
But the leader was still angry. He kicked her a few more times, making her unable to straighten up. Then he turned around to take his gun, loaded it, turned around and shot.
'Bang!'
The gunshot exploded over slave's head, but she was not shot.
Bill stood in front of her, she saw a white shirt stained with blood. The red was like a coquettish peony, spreading little by little and devouring his life.
Slave exerted all hER strength to break free from the three men who were holding her. She stood up from the ground and holding falling Bill.
'Ouch!'
She shook his body in panic, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Tears fell on her hands. She was stunned. It turned out that she would cry too.
But she came back to her senses soon. She stood up and stood in front of him, grabbed the leader's gun and pressed it against her chest.
She could die, but her master couldn't.
The leader was unmoved. He gritted his teeth and said, 'slave knows protect the man too. Well, well, I'll let you die happily!'
As soon as he finished speaking, the gunshot rang out.
The warm blood splashed on slave's face. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the person who was shot was the leader.
She raised her head and saw the head of the leader was shot through by a bullet. Her face was frozen.
After a while, he fell to the ground with a loud bang. He lost his breath, but his eyes were always open. It seemed that he could not believe that someone dared to shoot him.
There was silence around. Only the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor could be heard rhythmically.
Slave raised her head. Jay’s figure blocked most of the sunlight and said to her condescendingly, 'well done, slave. You have protected your master's pet.'
Behind him was the leader who died with regret, but he was as calm as if he had done nothing.
Yes, this was Jay. No matter how loyal his subordinates or strangers were to him, they were just a small potato.
But her master was no longer him.
Some of his men went to deal with the corpses, and some took Bill and slave back for treatment.
Looking at the woman under the hanger, Bill walked up and pinched her chin.
When he saw the expression on Andy’s face clearly, a sly smile appeared on his evil and attractive face.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bucket next to him. He let go of the bucket, picked up a scoop of water and poured it on her face.
Her hot face was alleviated for a while, and she gradually came to her senses and shook her head.
She raised her head with difficulty. The sunshine was so sharp that she couldn't open her eyes. She only heard a ghost like voice lingering in her ears.
It might be better to run into a car in the village and be caught, or to go along the road to the village. It was the fastest way to see Andy.
However, the moment she rushed out, a car galloping from afar rushed towards her crazily.
Fortunately, Ela pulled her behind and the two fell back together to avoid it.
But then, the sound of brake pierced the sky.
The car was followed by the whole convoy and stopped.
The front door was opened first. The three men in mountaineering suits and masks got out of the car and quickly turned back.
When saw Vivian's face clearly, the man with a red spider man's veil jumped down and hugged her.
'Vivian!'
Vivian's tired body stiffened, and the past flooded over like a tide.
However, Bob took off his face towel and revealed his identity in surprise, 'Vivian, it's me, Bob. That's great. You are still alive.'
Vivian looked at him coldly. It was the same face, but when she looked at him again, she had lost all her love in the past.
Then Peter and Edward showed their identities.
'Why are you alone, Andy?' Asked Peter with a straight face.
Vivian regained her sanity at once when she heard the name 'Andy'. She pushed away Bob and went straight to Peter and Edward.
'Andy was caught by a village here.'
Hearing this, everyone's face became serious and worried.
There was Jay’s village within a hundred miles.

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