Chapter 872: The Last Line of Defense
At the end of the corridor, there was unexpectedly a locker, clearly absent in the early considerations of having someone sneaking in at night…
Under Ling Mo’s watchful gaze, the woman leisurely changed her clothes, occasionally pausing to adjust some details… However, for the battle-hardened Ling Mo, this scene was not enough to disrupt his actions…
“Let’s observe for now.”
From a distance of just under ten meters, Ling Mo silently focused on every move the woman made, his eyes unblinking…
“Ah Jing, come over here.”
The woman called out suddenly while fastening her shirt without even looking up.
At this moment, a rank wind suddenly swept from behind her, followed closely by a hand covering her mouth, while the other arm tightly encircled her upper body.
Caught unawares, the woman’s eyes widened in shock, but she instinctively raised her heel, stomping heavily on the ambusher’s foot.
The seven or eight centimeter high stiletto heel was practically a lethal weapon when used like this. As long as the ambusher felt pain, she could seize the opportunity to break free.