Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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The man suddenly looked around for a moment, and finally looked at the pile of tall grass behind the corner of the cabin and the gap behind it to accommodate the next person.

Mo Jingshen paused because of his shift of vision. Suddenly, he took the gun out of his waist and threw it to the ground, while raising one hand half over his head.

The other's attention instantly returned to Mo Jingshen's body, and saw him throw the gun honestly, even when he smiled.

But Mo Jingshen has always been dangerous, and everyone here knows how deep he is, and even if he does not dare to approach him easily, he just keeps holding a gun to his head, as long as he dares to have Any action can crash him at any time.

At that moment, another patroller on the other side of the wooden house noticed the movement here. When he came over, he saw this scene and looked at each other with the previous one. Both stood with guns at the same time.

Ji Nuan was lying in the haystack, his face pale and looked at the scene a few meters away.

Mo Jingshen always stood there calmly, without looking at her direction.

Although these outlaws are loyal to Ajib, they are outlaws. They will find ways to get the best benefit for themselves as much as possible, so they are now considering whether to kill Mo Jingshen or bring people to Ajib. In front of cloth to invite credit.

Mo Jingshen was too clear about their thoughts, he didn't move.

Besides, there is warm season in the haystack not far away.

No matter how thorough the plan is, she is safer than her phrase, "I am pregnant."

At this moment, he couldn't afford to gamble.

Suddenly, the later person found a white skirt under the haystack. The white skirt on Ji Nuan was given to her by the old woman. It was not a good fit, and the skirt angle was long. She hid in hiding, the color of the white skirt. It was still too deep to hide in the haystack, and there was always a bright white color that caught their attention.

Later the man narrowed his eyes and pointed his muzzle directly at the haystack.

The temples of Mo Depth jumped.

These people are extremely fierce, and the guns will be right for him. At least, he can fight for vitality from the perspective of interests, but for the warm season last season, there is always a danger of shooting.

Seeing that he was about to shoot, Mo Jingshen moved his feet suddenly on the ground, and the gun that had just been thrown on the ground instantly caught and fell back into his hands.

When I saw him, I was going to shoot. The one who came first didn't expect to kill him or use him for the benefit. He suddenly pointed the muzzle directly to the direction of the haystack. Move rashly.

"Put the gun down!" It was obvious that the man in the haystack was important to him, and the man threatened directly.

Then the man suddenly whispered, "Otherwise, just kill him first, just in case."

"OK, come to me." Mo Jingshen threw down the gun again, this time by throwing the gun directly to their feet.

The two men laughed suddenly, one of them stepped forward and kicked on Mo Jingshen's knees, Mo Jingshen kneeling heavily on one knee.

At the same time, the man smashed the **** on the back of his head, and for a moment he looked pale, but did not say a word in order not to scare the woman in the haystack.

The depth of Mo Jingshen's voice is very low, even if it is so low and dull, it still makes Ji Nuan hear the dangerous meaning: "Here it is already surrounded, there is the possibility of being bombed at any time, instead of being loyal to Ajib and him here Let ’s be together, let ’s let me go. I ’ll work with the XI base and the police to give you a chance to live. ”

A brief silence.

The two were hesitating.

Indeed, they really did not meet the U.S. police, which is the most difficult to mobilize, will come here so quickly, and consume so much combat resources to drive so many helicopters. If it is delayed, they will really only have to wait for siege. Life.

The cold muzzle rested on Mo's head.

The eyes of the man who came first were full of hesitation, but the eyes of the man who came later were full of murderous intentions. He didn't believe that he would really leave them alive after letting him go.

At the same time, Ji Nuan in the haystack knew that she could no longer hide it. She felt a sturdy stick in the haystack, and it was estimated that it was the firewood that had not been split before being cut.

She held the stick tightly in her hand, and slowly made preparations. While they were not all paying attention here, she almost got out of the haystack and forced the person closest to the haystack. Swinging to the ground and rushing forward, the wooden stick in his hand smashed the man in front of his wrist fiercely, and shot the gun in his hand down.

The two men were knocked to the ground by a woman in the grass, and the gun fell aside.

Mo Jingshen picked up the gun almost the first time, but when he raised his head, the person who fell to the ground had jumped up quickly and put the gun in his hand on Ji Nuan's forehead.

The man grabbed Ji Nuan's arm and stuck the gun firmly to her temple.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Depth: "Try it, see who we are faster."

The gun that arrived on Ji Nuan's temple was cold. It was a long, cold black pole lance that Ji Nun had never seen in Haicheng or even on TV in China, glowing with black icy light.

He threatened Mo Jingshen tossed his gun. Mo Jingshen held the gun tightly and aimed at his head without letting go.

The man suddenly sneered and said in Ji Nuan's ears: "It seems that Mr. Control is not so pity and fragrant. You pretend to be dumb for two or three days with us, but he didn't even care about your life."

The trigger in her hand buckled slightly, and clicked, right on her temple.

Ji Nuan collapsed.

Mo Jingshen's eyes moved, his heartbeat almost stopped, and he finally let go at this moment.

Slowly leaned down and dropped the gun on the ground.

The other person had already stood up at this time, took the opportunity to pick up the gun again, first stepped on the ground with Mo Jingshen's hand, and then turned around and slaps on the face of Chao Nuan fiercely to incite the past , Mouth cursed stinky. 婊. 子.

The wrist bone was almost broken by the stick she just had. It really hurts.

He was extremely fierce, not at all soft because she was a woman.

Ji Nuan's head jerked to one side, her whole body trembled, her cheeks quickly swelled, and she felt numb. She could feel her mouth was broken by teeth, and the salty liquid spread at the tip of her tongue, because her movement was too violent The pulled hair fell down, covering half of the swollen face.

She swallowed the blood foam without a word, leaving her hair to cover her face.

In this way, the depth of field of ink cannot be seen.

Just don't see it.

At this moment, Mo Jingshen's muscles were tense, and he had just moved. The man who came first had already reached his forehead again. He said in English: "Don't you dare to move, she will be dead. ! "