Bab 87: Splitting the Loot, Fleeing for Their Lives

"AHH!!!"

Along with the blood-curdling scream, the hands moving on her body disappeared. Mo Tiange opened her eyes and was stunned by what she saw.

Jiang Chengxian, who just a moment ago was still doing whatever he pleased, was now sprawled askew on the ground with a huge bleeding hole in his chest, dead.

Once she raised her head, the scene that greeted her was Jiang Shanghang's gloomy face.

"Sen… Senior Martial Brother Jiang…" A sudden wave of exhaustion struck her. She could barely speak. When those disgusting hands were moving around her body, she didn't feel scared because she was overwhelmed by disgust. It was only now that she felt the lingering fear caused by that moment.