Chapter 685

"For your sake? Alex, who do you think you are?" Migs had a murderous look on his face, and his face was gloomy, which was extremely terrifying. "Ahem... Alex..." Allen felt that he couldn't breathe at all, and his mind was blank. He looked at Alex and reached out his trembling hand to him. He tried hard to shout, but he couldn't make a sound at all. The atmosphere was tense. Allen might be killed by Migs at any time. At this critical moment, Alex strode forward, pulled out the knife from Allen's chest and stabbed it into her left hand. "Ah -" In the quiet night, a sharp scream pierced the night sky, which was particularly shrill in the night with cold wind. "Is that enough? Mr Lopez? Give me a chance. I'll teach Allen a good lesson. It won't happen again!" Alex begged. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood. Migs's angry eyes gradually calmed down. He let go of Allen, stood up, took out a square towel from his pocket to wipe the blood on his hands, and then threw