Alex quietly looks at Miya, the sweat from her forehead, and the moment she closed her eyes in despair. His heart hurt a lot, but at that moment, he shot.
Three shots were fired at Miya, hitting the top of Miya's head, and her left and right sides. All of them hit her within a centimeter. Fortunately, none of them hits her.
"Good shooting." The people around immediately cheer. Each shot is about a centimeter away. Everyone is well aware of it. He is intentional, which is more to say how superb his marksmanship is.
"It's indeed Mr. Alex. It's a good shot!" Then everyone looks straight at Miya.
Miya only feels that her body is sore. Just now, she just walked through hell. She has never experienced the panic in her heart. She slowly opens her eyes. At the moment when she looks at Alex, her eyes are full of hatred.
She hates Alex, and she never hates a man like this. This man is really a pervert. No, even the men who follow him are perverts. They even play with other people's lives.
She is taken out of the turntable by Randy, the handcuffs are untied at the same time, and then she comes to Alex.
She feels that her legs are shaking. Maybe she has not recovered from the panic just now. She glances at the men in front of her. She has never hated them like this in her heart. Here, it is hell on earth.
Alex looks at Miya's still shaking body, and surprisingly reaches out his hand. He wants to help her, because it looks like she will fall at any time.
Miya looks at Alex coldly, flings off his hand, what does he want to do? Help her? She can't pay for it. Does he want to coax her after hitting her? Does he think she won't hate him then?
Just at the moment when he shot, she swore that she hated him. She hated a person from the bottom of her heart.
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