Chapter 009 Kiss me

The huge gun hole was like a life-seeking ghost, which made Chen Mohuner tremble.

Since childhood, I have never seen Shen Mo before, except for military training, but now someone has fired a gun at him!

I almost lost my life just now!

Hiding behind the sofa, Chen Mo tried hard to turn the frightened Su Manshu over, looking at her aggrieved look of a pear blossom with spring rain, her heart softened, and her eyes were a little more apologetic.

"Someone wants to kill you or me." Seeing Su Manshu's panic look on his face, Chen Mo thought to himself that no matter how arrogant she was, she was just a teenage girl after all. A strong sense of protection was rising, and Chen Mo was not so nervous.

He raised his head slightly and first looked at the situation in the room. The door was half open and the window was originally blocked by the curtains, but the shot just now actually shot through the curtains and broke a big hole in the curtains.

Knowing that staying behind this sofa is not a big deal, since the killer dares to shoot, he must be prepared for a mistake, and maybe he will break in immediately. Once he comes in, with his current situation and the little strength of the little girl Su Manshu, should he protect her by himself or her to protect himself?

Looking around, Chen Mo soon found helplessly that the half-open door and curtain loopholes could almost make the living room observe carefully, without a dead corner, and it was obvious that the other party was a veteran.

Trying to shrink back behind the sofa, Chen Mo's brain quickly ran, and he started to get out of trouble. It was too late to call the police now, and the killer could kill them in minutes as soon as he came in. But with his own strength... if he was not injured, he would still have some chance of winning, but now...

What a fucking bad luck!

"By the way, unlucky!" When Chen Mo thought of the word unlucky, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly took out the God of Doom he had just obtained from his arms, and he quickly began to read it.

Didn’t Jiang Qiushui say that he could still control his bad luck? If he could make this killer unlucky like he made Wang Hao look ugly, wouldn’t he be able to solve him?

But Chen Mo knew that the wild chrysanthemum on his butt was not controlled by him at all, so he had no choice but to let the heat flow appear. So now he can only come to sharpen his gun and see if there is any solution in this book.

Time passed minute by minute, and Chen Mo, who had only been able to understand hundreds of characters of classical Chinese for a long time, did not realize that he was now looking at ten lines, and he could understand every line.

Human potential is indeed huge.

There seemed to be a sound of footsteps outside the door. Chen Mo's back was already wet with cold sweat. Su Manshu, who was lying in his arms, also trembled all over at this time. The little girl obviously understood the current situation.

Keep flipping through, Chen Mo was looking for a way to stimulate the heat flow, but the more he wanted to find that thing, the less he couldn't find it.

Has he become extremely unlucky now? He felt helpless in his heart, and Chen Mo felt that his heart was beating in his throat. This kind of feeling of facing the danger of almost dead state is even more uncomfortable than waiting to be shot, because he would never guess when the killer would come and how he would use to deal with him.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing!

"Cruff!" The door moved, and the sound was extremely small. I don't know if it was the wind blowing or the killer came in.

The room became quiet.

There is! Suddenly, Chen Mo almost shouted out a passage of text. He read the passage carefully quickly and understood the way to stimulate the heat flow.

Excited, as long as you get excited, you can let that hot stream appear.

But how can I get excited? Chen Mogang was happy, but then he was stumped by the next problem.

Now the killer seems to have entered the room, how can he get excited? You must know that people can only get excited when they are relaxed. Now that the fucking King of Hell is starting to knock on the door, how can they relax?!

Excited...excited... While listening to the movements in the room, Chen Mo tried hard to think of a solution.

"Damn it, let's go!" Time didn't wait for anyone, and the killer couldn't say that he would rush over in the next moment. Chen Mo's head heated up and finally came up with an idea. He pulled Su Manshu up and said in her ear in an extremely low voice: "Kiss me!"

Su Manshu was now full of fear, and his little face was tearful. Suddenly, when she heard Chen Mo make such a request, she was obviously stunned. However, when she saw Chen Mo's red eyes didn't seem to be joking at all, she hesitated for a moment, then bit her teeth lightly, slowly closed her eyes, pouted her mouth, and came over.

"Well..." Chen Mo didn't dare to play any mood now. Seeing this, he directly turned his mouth to the right side. The mouth was cold and soft, Su Manshu's lips were closed tightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Because he was too nervous, Chen Mo did not have the excitement of kissing a woman at all. He found that the excitement had not arrived yet. Chen Mo made up his mind and reached out to hold Su Manshu's fullness on his chest with one hand.

"Wow!" Su Manshu didn't expect that Chen Mo would take advantage of him at this time. She tightened her whole body, and then a strange feeling spread throughout her body, nervous and very comfortable.

Not only did she, but when she touched the soft Chen Mo, she also felt her head hot and finally felt it. She stretched out her big hand and gently pinched it, and he suddenly felt like he was floating all over.

And just as this feeling appeared, Chen Mo suddenly felt a heat on his butt, and then a heat flow appeared from the position of the wild chrysanthemum and began to flow around.

Here comes!

He was overjoyed. Chen Mo hurriedly withdrew his hand and did not contact Su Manshu. He lay under the sofa, exposed a small piece of his head and looked out. It didn't matter when he saw it, and almost scared his soul.

A middle-aged man in dark casual clothes was holding a dagger in his hand, less than two meters away from the sofa!

He was so lucky in his heart. Chen Mo looked at him walking slowly, turned around and silenced Su Manshu, and then quietly climbed to the other side of the sofa.

The middle-aged man was cautious and not careless at all. He held the dagger in his hand, without any sound at all, and slowly approached the sofa where Chen Mo was.

One and a half meters, one and a meter... Chen Mo retracted his head and judged the distance between him at the speed of the man just now. Just when the difference between the two was estimated to be less than half a meter, Chen Mo gritted his teeth hard, then suddenly jumped up with his right foot and rushed towards the man.

Tear!

Professional killers are far from being very human. The middle-aged man hides at such a short distance. Not only that, he also stabbed a dagger in time and cut a hole in Shen Mo's arm.

Bang! Shen Mo landed on the ground, and then suddenly rolled backwards.

Although he did not knock the middle-aged man down, he successfully touched him. At the moment of touching, Chen Mo obviously felt a stream of heat flowing in his body rushing into his body.

It was trouble for Chen Mo to stand up with an injured left leg, so Chen Mo simply lay on the ground and rolled. He was also betting that the heat current would take effect immediately and make the killer unlucky.

The killer didn't expect that Chen Mo would struggle before he died. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he showed a cruel smile. He did not speak, but rushed towards him quickly with a dagger in his hand.

He didn't know Chen Mo's intention, so he decided that he was struggling dyingly. He had discovered that except for the target girl No. 2, the rest of the room was this lame boy.

After rushing to Chen Mo a few steps, the killer leaned over and stabbed the dagger into Chen Mo's chest. However, just when he was sure that he was about to succeed, he suddenly stepped on a banana peel under his feet. His whole body slipped and then fell to the ground.

By chance, the ground was facing the killer's chest and turned out to be a sharp crystal pyramid on the top that was knocked over to the ground at some point.

The killer may not know why a banana peel appeared under his feet until he died, and he could not guess why he was so unlucky.

Puff!

He is dead.

Chen Mo was gasping for breath. Seeing the dagger stabbed hard next to his neck less than three centimeters, he was scared and sweated all over. He tried to move his head. After he was sure that the killer had no breath, he was about to get up, but suddenly felt his body soft, and then his eyes turned black and fell to the ground.

Before completely losing consciousness, Chen Mo seemed to find that another tall figure came into the door of the villa...
Chapter completed!