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n your play""This time in the Lunar New Year movie, she plays a stunt double." 。"Which part"Lin Dao choked and coughed a few times. He thought that Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan's relationship seemed quite in...Xiao Bai was severely injured. He had never been hurt this badly since he was born. This was Xiao Bai's first time being caught, his first time being tortured, and his first time being abused. When Mo Yao checked his wounds, she looked at the ambiguous marks on his body with trepidation... those were...marks of lust.

Damn, these **ing animals.

Mo Yao only felt that the veins on his head were about to burst. They dared to treat Xiaobai like this. He had just been so focused on Xiaobai's well-being that he forgot about the ambiguous actions of one of the special forces soldiers. Now that he thought about it, it was like a snake crawling down his spine.

Xiaobai was unconscious, his face covered in blood. Mo Yao hugged him tightly, his eyes stinging, "Xiaobai, Xiaobai…"

A hoarse cry, laced with a tremor of crying, echoed through the air. He hated his own hands, his nose stinging with unshed tears. "Little White, big brother was wrong... I was wrong. When you wake up, you can hit me, scold me, kill me... whatever you want..."

The overwhelming despair and regret left him reeling. If he could rewind time, he'd rather cut off his own hand than strike him again. He would have simply looked at him with tenderness. He didn't care who he wanted to hit or kill; he indulged him unconditionally. He shouldn't have beaten Xiaobai.

If he hadn't beaten Xiao Bai, this wouldn't have happened.

The blood bag was completely transfused into the veins. Mo Yao treated all the wounds on his body with a simple and effective method. The wounds on his legs were numerous, scratches, stabs… Mo Yao gritted his teeth. Xiao Bai's lips were chapped and rough, severely dehydrated. Mo Yao slowly poured the saline solution and glucose from the small flask into him. Because he carried only small flasks to minimize weight, there wasn't much saline or glucose, but it was enough to provide a person with some energy.

Little White slept peacefully, as if exhausted and weary. He had never been this calm before, just falling asleep like that. Mo Yao called his name, but couldn't wake him up. His heart felt like it was being ripped apart.

Wushuang asked, "Boss, don't waste any more time in jail. Get out as soon as possible."

"Xiao Bai can't walk, I can't take him through the ventilation shaft, I can only go through the front way, change the route, you guys respond, when he wakes up I'll take him out." Mo Yao said simply, Wu Shuang indicated that she understood.

The boss needs to take the rookie through the front entrance, which means crossing East Road. There are a dozen or so enemies defending that area, and every sniper position has a 100-degree field of view directly onto East Road. If the boss carries the rookie, he won't be able to move quickly down this path, meaning he'll either die or get severely injured.

Wu Shuang observed the location and commanded Feng to go to the second floor of the Dongdao Building. If they came out, in case of a conflict, Feng would be the first to clear out the snipers, Wu Shuang would clean up the other defenses, and Yun would lead them to leave.

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"Mo Yao said from the channel, 'No, don't make a big fuss, just send a helicopter over. There's no need to cause panic and war. We'll go to Mexico, leave from Mexico, once we're out of the US, this will be solved.'"

Wushuang thought for a moment, nodded, and rearranged things. Yun worriedly asked Mo Yao, "Boss, how is Xiaobai, is he okay"

Mo Yao didn't answer. How could anything be alright But what had happened to Xiaobai here He would never tell anyone. He gently brushed the sweat from Xiaobai's hair, waiting for him to wake up.

The wind suddenly shouted, "Boss, be careful, two special forces are going to the prison, they'll be here in ten minutes. You need to evacuate."

Mo Yao frowned, quickly tidying up the equipment on the ground. He didn't have time to evacuate, Xiao Bai wasn't awake yet, and he couldn't take Xiao Bai with him. Mo Yao thought for a moment, strapped on his equipment belt. Time was too urgent, he didn't even have time to leave, so he could only put on adhesive gloves and foot covers, like a cockroach sticking to the top of the wall. Fortunately, this wall was high and in the darkness, no one noticed. Mo Yao let out a slight sigh of relief. The only sober man in the prison couldn't understand why he did this. Knowing that the door had sounded, the walls of this prison were very roughly built, the adhesion wasn't very strong, Mo Yao just hoped they would leave quickly.

They charged towards Mo Xiaobai, the two of them holding wine bottles in one hand and guzzling down liquor as they walked towards Xiaobai's prison. They opened the door and swaggered in, their smiles sinister and suggestive. Mo Yao suddenly realized what they were up to; they were here to wake Xiaobai up. They wanted to humiliate him, to do whatever they pleased to him. There were no women in this base. These special forces soldiers stayed stationed for years on end, living a life without intimacy. As a result, all sorts of bizarre things happened in the camp. Some even developed sexual sadist tendencies due to their prolonged abstinence. Those rough and tough men, used to looking at nothing but each other, naturally found Xiaobai, who was so slender and beautiful, incredibly appealing.

He finally understood why they ruined other people's faces and eyes, but Xiao Bai's face remained unharmed. Mo Yao gritted his teeth, these two were holding Xiao Bai's nose and yelling for him to wake up. It was no fun dealing with a dead person, they preferred seeing Xiao Bai crying and begging for mercy under them.

"Little beauty, big brother's here to spoil you..." He patted Xiaobai's face, and he said lewdly to his companion, "He won't resist today, right"

"What use is resisting when you're already dead"

Another person took a few steps back, drinking to drown his sorrows. Waiting for him to sober up, Mo Xiaobai regained consciousness. His eyes first widened, then returned to normal, a sneer curling at the corner of his lips. Despite being beaten like that, abused so badly, he should have been spotless, as if his pride had never been sullied.

That man seemed very excited and began to unbuckle his belt, making the most hideous movements. Mo Xiaobai coldly mocked him, saying his little brother was impotent, with a cold and arrogant expression on his face. Mo Yao finally understood why Xiaobai had so many self-inflicted wounds on his body that were so sexually abusive.

The drinker, who had slammed his bottle of liquor down, also wanted to step forward. Mo Yao silently dropped to the ground and clamped his legs around the man's head. His hands were still gripping the wall. The man looked up before he could even speak, and Mo Yao exerted force on his legs, snapping his neck. Mo Yao got up, holding the corpse silently as he lowered it to the ground. Mo Xiaobai clearly saw Mo Yao and his face turned ashen white. The man saw Mo Xiaobai's expression of fear and shame, which made him even more excited. You know, being able to make Mo Xiaobai show an expression other than arrogance and sarcasm made them feel a sense of accomplishment. He had even shown shame, the kind that made him wish he could bury himself somewhere. This excited the man even more. He pounced down, aiming for Mo Xiaobai's legs. Mo Yao patted his shoulder. He chirped and turned his head back. Mo Yao sneered and stabbed a short military dagger through his throat, spraying blood. Another person was eliminated. He dragged their corpses together. Mo Xiaobai finally seemed to realize something was wrong. His wounds had been treated, and he felt some strength returning. It seemed like… Mo Yao dealt with the corpses and turned around to hug Mo Xiaobai. He rolled on the ground and scrambled into the shadows, "Don't touch me."

"Xiao Bai…" Mo Yao called out his name with heartache. Mo Xiao Bai looked at him like a startled bird. The arrogance and backbone he displayed in front of the enemy had vanished, leaving only fear and shame. To be witnessed by Mo Yao in this state… Mo Xiao Bai felt why he hadn't died. If that blade had struck true, how much better it would have been to die then.

Xiao Bai was in a terrible state. He couldn't meet Mo Yao's gaze, only turning his head away and coldly opening his mouth, "Get lost, I don't need you to save me, just go, get lost..." His fist slammed against the wall as he spoke.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. I'm not going over there, Xiaobai. I'm not going over, please don't hurt yourself..." Mo Yao waved his hands in a panic. He knew this time the harm to Xiaobai was too great. Whether it was him or the enemy, they had cast a shadow on his heart, and he hated himself.

He understood the hatred in Mo Xiaobai's eyes. Xiaobai had every right to hate him. If not for him, he wouldn't have gotten into this mess. Xiaobai was cautious by nature and wouldn't have made such a mess of things.

Mo Xiaobai panicked, trembling unconsciously, shaking his head and shrinking into a ball, trembling in the corner. His eyes were filled with tears due to some physiological reactions. He didn't want to cry, but he couldn't control something that was starting to take hold inside him, causing side effects. Mo Yao, however, thought Xiaobai was crying. He felt as if someone had slapped him several times, looking at him with heartache as his tears flowed freely. Mo Xiaobai couldn't help shaking, he was in pain, grief-stricken, bumping his head against the wall. Mo Yao rushed over and hugged his head, "Xiaobai, don't do this..."

"Get out of my way!" Mo Xiaobai growled, shoving Mo Yao away. It seemed like he felt he wasn't far enough from him, and kicked him again. The pain twisted Mo Xiaobai's muscles together. Wu Shuang knew that Mo Xiaobai didn't want to see Mo Yao now. She said, "Boss, give Xiaobai the earphones. I need to talk to him."

Mo Yao, despite thousands of unwilling thoughts, could only give the headphones to Mo Xiaobai. He was unwilling to listen to anyone's voice, so Mo Yao forcefully put the headphones on him. Wushuang said, "Xiaobai, don't be afraid, it's your elder sister, I'm outside, everything is alright..."

It's rare to see Wushuang being so gentle with Xiaobai. She understands that Xiaobai must have suffered terribly inside, and at this moment, both his body and spirit are at their most vulnerable, unable to withstand any stimulation.

"Xiao Bai, come out with the big boss, let's go home. We can talk about it later when we get back, okay"

Xiao Bai took off her earphones and threw them to Mo Yao, her eyes filled with intense hatred and ferocity. "I don't want you to meddle in my affairs, nor do I want you to save me. I don't want to see you ever again, just get lost!"

His speech was slurred, but the words came out smoothly. Mo Xiaobai stared intently at Mo Yao's hand, the one that had hit him. Mo Yao felt like arrows were piercing his heart. Xiaobai could forget anything, could let go of anything, but he couldn't forget that he had been hit by him.

Anyone could slap him, except himself. That slap left Little White completely humiliated and directly led to his current state.

Mo Yao subconsciously clenched her right hand, gritted her teeth in pain, while Mo Xiaobai averted her gaze.

Both brothers fell silent. Wushuang said that Xiaobai was emotionally agitated right now, and he should wait until he calmed down before talking to him. No one would be going to the prison in the short term, and Moyao had plenty of time to wear him down.

Xiaobai pretended that Moyao didn't exist, and she didn't care how long he stayed here or if he would be in danger. Moyao told Wushuang that he wanted to take off his earphones, but Wushuang wouldn't allow it. "The situation outside is unpredictable," Wushuang said. "How can we take off our earphones" Wushuang switched to a private channel. "If you have something to say, just talk to Xiaobai. Only I can hear you. Fengyun won't be able to hear."

Mo Yao looked at Xiaobai, "If you don't leave, I will stay here with you. If you want to die, I will die with you."

"Do whatever you want." Mo Xiaobai pretended not to care. Mo Yao knew he couldn't possibly not care, if he wanted to die, he had plenty of ways to commit suicide, others couldn't torture him either, but he didn't die.

Xiao Bai knew that after he slapped him, the other would die like this. From then on, Mo Yao would live a life of walking dead for the rest of his life. Their knot would never be untied, and he would live in nightmares forever, perhaps even going mad. So even though it was unbearably painful, he still endured it.

Mo Yao said, "Xiao Bai, I shouldn't have hit you that day. Please, even if you hate your brother, go outside and talk it out, okay I'm willing to let you chop off my hands."

"Alright, you're going to be chopped up now." Mo Xiaobai hid in the shadows, not even looking at him. Wu Shuang was anxious, afraid that Mo Yao would impulsively chop off his hand. Mo Yao said, "No, we can't chop it off now. I still need my hands to take you out. Once we're out, I'll immediately chop it off as an apology, okay"

“Now chop it up.”

"No!"

"Then get out, or I'll call everyone. Everyone will know you're here and see if you dare to leave." He growled, Mo Yao said, "You call, call everyone here, I die here with you."

Mo Xiaobai sneered and stopped speaking.

Mo Yao explained what happened that day, "That day, I was furious. Bai Liu got hurt like that. No matter what he said, you shouldn't have hit him. Anyone who saw that scene would be angry. I lost control for a moment and hit you. I think you're too willful and lawless, too arrogant. But I forgot, your willfulness and lawlessness were all cultivated by me. I should have slapped myself instead of hitting you."

Little White's emotions were very fragile, especially now, so Mo Yao talked to him in an unprecedented gentle tone, lowering his posture to the lowest point, trying his best to relax him. He took all the blame upon himself, wanting Little White to forgive him temporarily if he wanted them to walk together.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to persuade Xiaobai to leave. He was determined to die together if it came to that, especially since he had just witnessed Xiaobai's pitiful state. If he hadn't wanted to die before, after what happened just now, Xiaobai would rather die now.

He absolutely cannot let this happen., the temperature in the room is quite high," Ghost Noodles said truthfully. It was at least 40 degrees Celsius, maybe even close to 50°. He thought to himself that even in a room like this, ordinary...