Kill Me, Heal Me

Chapter 123 Drive!

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Just when Belle Ye felt that she could reach the port smoothly, the roar of motorcycles came from the dark alley.

Shit happened!

As she saw a dozen motorcycles surrounding the van, Belle’s heart missed a beat.

She realized that something was wrong, so she immediately tucked Frank Ye in her arms under the seat and held the fruit knife tightly in her right hand.

One of the people who surrounded them took out a gun and pointed to the back seat, "The woman inside! Get off the van!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the driver put down the back seat window and turned to look at Belle. "I’m sorry miss. Just so you know, this is not personal. Someone paid a high price for your death."

Belle just stared at him coldly, without moving.

"Get off! Or we get in!"

"Okay, I’m getting off." She replied, but no one could see the expression on her face in the dark alley.

the driver remembered something, "Where

light suddenly dangled in front of the driver's eyes, and

grabbed the driver's hair from behind and put a fruit knife against his

do?" The driver felt his scalp numb and

the crap. If you want to

leave with the help of

she could not just hold

someone wanted her to die, she would

"If any of you fuckers make

versus all of us. Not to mention I hand a gun in my hand, so why don't you just come down and make

but the knife against the driver's neck

driver screamed at once like the pig

"Shoot me then! See if My knife will stab into his throat before your

panic the 18-year-old Belle Ye.

hell, and for her own son, she was not

"Who the fuck you think you are to rub me?! I haven’t killed anyone for two whole months, and I don’t mind to

hearing her words, the driver and the people outside the car froze at the

low risk and high rewards before taking it,

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