C891 Take Me out of Here!

Mo Ya looked at the handgun that was pressed against his chest. However, he did not show any expression. Even a big tear could not be seen by Mo Ya.

"You are not worthy to be killed by me. You are dirty to my hands."

Icy cold threw him off the bed, walked to the sofa and lay down, because the big bed was now a mess, unable to sleep at all.

The moment Mo Ya said those harsh words and left Mo Ya