Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Mo Jingshen went inside with extreme cold rage. Sure enough, most of the medical staff were injured, and many were unconscious because they were attacked behind their backs while they were on duty at the hospital. The tubing of all medical instruments in the severe ICU was severed, leaving the hospital bed empty.

This is too far apart, and non-hospital staff cannot approach, let alone Qin Shiting stayed outside after he fell asleep last night. Even if he is here, it may not be possible to distinguish it for a while. Whether those people are real medical staff or other people mixed in, by the time they are discovered, they must have been removed.

Suddenly, Mo Jingshen's phone rang, and the man looked at the phone with Qin Shiting's number with a cold look, and when he answered the phone, he heard Qin Shiting's voice: "I found it, our People are already surrounded, but Ji Nuan's life is in their hands. They ask you to go in person. The purpose is very clear. Even if you can't exchange Ji Nuan for Atutai, you have to get what you want from your mouth. To put it out, they are just using the excuse for exchanging Atutai as an excuse, and they are actually taking the opportunity to monopolize. "

"I'm going." Mo Jingshen expressionless, hung up the phone, turned and walked straight out.

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The large hotel room was quiet and deserted. Several Cambodians watched the bloodless woman on the bed and stole her a few hours ago until now. No one has ever woken up. They even suspected that they had stolen a dead person. Come out, can it really threaten the depth of field of ink?

But after all, I heard that this woman named Ji Nuan is the only weakness of Mo Jingshen. Taking people out of the intensive care unit like this should be a threatening effect.

"Will she die here?" One of the dwarfs looked at the woman on the bed, always feeling that she now looked no different from the dead, with no reflection at all.

"Even if she is dead, Control will definitely find a way to take her whole body back and wait patiently, people will probably arrive soon."

"We are now surrounded by people in the base. Is it too dangerous to do this ... Brother has not rescued yet, should we change the brother's life first ..."

"What to change? As long as we put them in from Control's mouth, the money will be ours in the future! Brothers have been in their hands for so many days, they should be disabled if they die, and there is no way to cover us when they are rescued. Regardless of him, we do it ourselves! "

One of them put his hand on the woman's nose on the bed, and after a while he said a little bit, "Breathe is very weak ... We just stole the person like this, in case we really die here, Control will not Would it kill us all in one go? For example, directly bombed this building? "

"His woman is in our hands, this building will not explode. People have already stolen it. What are you afraid of?"

"..."

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Just as several people were still researching each other and so on for a while, Mo Jingshen had already arrived at the place where Qin Shiting was.

"People are on it, and you are killed by Mrs. Mo's life. If you don't come by yourself, you will throw Mrs. Mo directly from the balcony on the top floor before our siege." Already rushed with Qin Shiting A K came by and said, "Mr. Mo, these people are not too loyal to A Tu, and they have long been motivated. In my opinion, those who are profit-oriented are better dealt with than those who are too loyal and rigid. , You pay attention to safety, we then cooperate to keep up. "

Those people asked Mo Jingshen to go up in person and could not carry guns on his body.

Mo Jingshen stood on the carpet in the quiet and luxurious corridor of the hotel, stretched his arms expressionlessly, and allowed the two Cambodians below to search for him, and determined that he did not bring a gun before allowing him to enter the elevator.

Until the top floor of the hotel, the man stepped out of the elevator. His long, straight figure showed a thin blade of cold mang, glanced at the room in front of him and the people guarded outside the door. He walked coldly, his voice sounded like it overflowed from his throat. Yes, the tone is cold and ridiculous: "A few traitors who want to occupy the mountain as king, are they ambitious enough to dare to hold me?"

Those who were guarding outside the door of the room were not very good in English, and they did not understand Chinese. Only one person came up when they saw Mo Jingshen's true shadow. Several people stunned and put on their cold faces, using Cambodia. Saying: "Mr. Control, we are using your woman's life to talk to you about the conditions. It is not easy for you to go in this door. You have to think clearly whether you want her life or those you don't even bother to ask. Underground wealth, anyway, you do n’t want those things, it ’s better to give them directly! ”

They weren't sure if Mo Jingshen could understand them or not. When hesitated about how to communicate, Mo Jingshen said faintly: "Let your boss now get out."

He speaks Cambodian.

Those people were stunned for a moment. I heard Mr. Aota said that it was difficult for Mr. Control to deal with it. Whether it is IQ or other aspects, many parties had eaten in his and XI base many years ago Many losses, but he did not expect that he was proficient in so many countries.

One of them calmed down first, repeating in a threatening tone: "Mr. Control, our elder brother was once the most powerful elite of Atuda, and he said that as long as you give us what we want, we will soon Let your woman leave safely. "

Mo Jingshen took a half step back when those men approached him threateningly, looking like he was cautiously backing away, but at the moment when those people approached him and were about to reach out and catch him, his backhand was lifted directly. Holding one of them's throats, a cold arc of laughter was drawn at the corners of his mouth: "Just as you waste, want to threaten me?"

"If my woman is missing a hair here, the scene will be very out of control, and it will be difficult for me to ensure that I do not commit killing--"

Before he said a word, the atmosphere tightened to the point where it would collapse in the next second. There was almost half a second of effort. Several people next to him were busy raising their guns to face him. The coldness in the man's eyes, the moment when the black eyes skipped, suddenly the whole person's aura was shocking, and the danger was unexpected.

By the time they responded, Mo Jingshen's gun was aimed at one's brows.

The person who choked his throat changed his face instantly, looking at the man who pointed his gun at himself.

Mo Jingshen's gun was taken from him, so fast that he didn't even notice it.

This man, respected in their circles as Mr. Control, is one of the think tanks of the XI base and the mysterious boss behind it, but few people have seen him do it himself, and he never expected that he would have such a good skill!

Mo Jingshen's eyes were cold, black shirts and trousers were loose and dangerous, and he only spit out two cold words: "Let people go."

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(Ah, what's inside, Qing Qing has been shamelessly trying to become a madman who asks for a monthly pass recently.