His knee flew up and hit Molise's tiger's mouth. Molise only felt his arm numb. Meng Qi fell on the challenge arena and kicked her arm. Molise's dagger fell to the ground. Meng Qi swept the dagger, lifted and fell his hand, and inserted it into Molise's calf.

"Ah..." Molise screamed, and Meng Qi didn't give her another chance to rush, and kicked her off the challenge arena.

“Molise!” Two girls went to hold Molise, and the dagger was inserted into her calf. The blood dyed her trousers red. Her face was pale. Mengqi was also a wonderful person, and she could feel Molise's pain when it was inserted into the bone.

A girl said, "master, Molise is injured. We'll take her to the hospital!"

They picked up Molise and were about to leave. Shen Qianshu picked up the champagne sent by the housekeeper and vomited out the turbid air in his heart, "I said that before Beckman came back, everyone must not leave the castle."

"But Molise is injured!"

"Even if she bled to death, she would die in the castle!" Shen Qianshu said in a deep voice that the agents all changed their faces. A group of people didn't speak, and a group of people who made friends with Molise wanted to plead, but they couldn't say it.

Molise said it, life or death.

She also took out the knife. Meng Qi was seriously injured. Meng Qi was still standing on the challenge arena, but she was going to the hospital. Molise looked at Shen Qianshu with resentment. Shen Qianshu drank a mouthful of champagne and was in a good mood.

"Mengqi, are you going to the hospital?"

"No!"

Meng Qi's voice was very cold. He tore his clothes at will and tied them to his lower abdomen. It was a simple blood stop. Shen Qianshu saw that his face was ok, and his heart was fixed. He looked at Molise again.

"Molise, since life and death don't matter, you have to admit your life. How can I know that the terrorist attack is not you? If you deliberately go to the hospital through injury and escape, I will waste human and material resources to hunt you down. It's not worth it, so deal with your wound by yourself!"

Shen Qianshu glanced at her wound. The dagger was inserted deep into the bone. Meng Qi vividly taught them that dogs that can bite cannot bark.

One bite will kill people.

Meng Qi stood on the stage, not knowing whether he had lost too much blood or something. His face became colder and whiter, "come on, make a quick decision!"

A quick decision restrained the last man who was going to challenge.

Meng Qi is very strong. He doesn't play tricks. He just plays like this. He doesn't want Molise to be treacherous, so even if he stabbed Molise, no one said anything. The agent said faintly, "I won't fight with the injured, I admit defeat!"

Everyone, "..."

Molise almost looked at the agent with hatred. Why is he so counselled? Meng Qi was injured, and his speed and energy must not be able to keep up. Besides, he had fought with two people. Meng Qi, no matter how powerful, was limited. At this time, as long as he fought Meng Qi down on stage, he could fight Shen Qianshu, and as long as he fought Shen Qianshu, he could kill Shen Qianshu.

Why is he so stupid.

Would agents all over Europe prefer to be led by a woman?

Molise was extremely angry and was helped down by someone to deal with the wound. Shen Qianshu said faintly, "in that case, the competition is over, and you have such a chance. Don't challenge everyone in the future. I don't have time to fool around with you."

A nonsense will set the tone for this competition.

Meng Qi got out of the arena. Shen Qianshu called the housekeeper and asked him to take Meng Qi to deal with the wound. As soon as he was about to say something to these agents, Yeling called.