第二百章扭转败局(3/6)

                                                                                                                                       可明知道这是一个圈套，她也得往里跳。
                                                                                                                                                                思索间，她的双手已经搭上简约森错开筋骨的肩头，一手摁住他的肩膀，一手握紧他脱臼的手臂，找好位置，手臂用力一推——只听咔嚓一声，脱臼的手臂已经让莫飞烟给装回去了。
                                                                                                                                                                “是！”
                                                                                                                                                                不亚于脱臼时的剧痛从肩膀传来，简约森疼的额头青筋直爆，忍不住咒骂出声。
                                                                                                                                                                “没办法，把脱臼的手臂扶正就是这样。会很痛。”
                                                                                                                                                                莫飞烟还是那副一派从容的表情，清丽的面容平静如水，波澜不惊。
                                                                                                                                                                “嗬。”
                                                                                                                                                                简约森勾着唇角，状似冷笑了一声，绿色的鹰眸迸出阴鸷尖锐的眼神，狠狠地盯着莫飞烟。
                                                                                                                                                                倘若眼神能杀死人，此刻的莫飞烟已经在他的视线下被剜掉几块肉了。
                                                                                                                                                                “刚才，教官您说如果我放开您，您就会放过盛元和丁芮，让他们活着离开，是吗？”
                                                                        

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