Gritting his teeth, he raised his hand and viciously slashed the dagger across An Ziqi's face.
An Ziqi bit her lip, Xiao Moli, if you don't come soon, your wife will be gone.
With a crash, the glass on the window shattered.
A small dagger flew straight in and pinned to Tang Shiyi's wrist.
"Ah!"
Tang Shiyi let out a miserable scream, and the dagger in her hand clattered to the ground.
Immediately after, the door to the small room was slammed open.
Xiao Moli stormed in from outside, full of momentum.
Seeing An Ziqi tied to a chair, seeing the long bloodstain on her pale cheek, his pupils instantly shrank.
He rushed over to untie the ropes on her body.
"Don't come over, stand still."
An Ziqi hurriedly exclaimed.
Xiao Moli's body froze where it was, anxious and pained, he looked at An Ziqi, "An'an."
"I have a bomb on me, don't come over yet." An Ziqi forced herself to calm down and spoke.
