Chapter 1162 This woman is a white-eyed wolf

"Young Master!"

Mo Nanjue slid down in front of Tong Ran. His uninjured left hand supported the carpet. Zhang Jun's face was twisted in pain, and cold sweat dripped down his delicate chin.

The man in black held him, and one of them took out gauze from his waist. Mo Nanjue shook his head with pale lips, "It's useless to sprinkle poison powder."

"Young Master!"

Several men in black had red eyes. They deployed everything, including Dongtang, which was very smooth, but they didn't expect that something would happen here. Who would have thought that Tong Ran would stab him?

Who would have thought?!

Tong Ran stood against the wall, holding a dagger in her hand. Her eyes were empty and she didn't know where she looked. As long as someone approached her, she would wave the dagger.

One of them looked angry and stood up, and pulled out his gun and was about to open at Tong Ran, "I'll kill you the fuck!"

"stop!"

Mo Nanjue raised his head and shouted with difficulty.

The man in black held the gun and kept trembling, and the man with iron bones also shed tears, "Young master, I should have let the boss kill her at that time. This woman is just a ungrateful wolf and can't be fed any more..."

Mo Nanjue rolled in his throat, and his voice was squeezed out of his throat, "Don't touch her."

Several people gritted their teeth and stared at Tong Ran. No one came forward due to Mo Nanjue's words.

At this time, footsteps came from the other end of the corridor. With the sound of the pistol loading, several men in black were instantly alert and surrounded Mo Nanjue in the middle. Everyone raised their guns.

Dozens of people instantly surrounded the entire glass house.

The man in the leader was wearing a black mask, and the people next to him were also holding guns, staring at the people inside. The sharp-eyed man saw the man half-kneeling in the middle at a glance, "It's Mo Nanjue!"

"Damn it, it's him!"

The bullets in this glass house could not be penetrated, and the only passage was the entrance of the steel door that they cut open.

Several men in black blocked Mo Nanjue behind him, walked into a wall, and faced the entrance in unison.

When someone comes in, they shoot.

People outside didn't dare to come in easily, after all, they also brought guns, and the scene instantly became stalemate.

Mo Nanjue could bear the pain, but it was really painful at this moment. He raised his head and looked at the woman standing against the wall, "Tong Ran."

He called her, but she couldn't hear it. Mo Nanjue's mouth curled. She couldn't hear it through the layer of glass, but when he stood in front of her, she still couldn't hear it.

The man lowered his head slightly, feeling that his abdomen were almost hollowed out.

At the same time, the villa behind the South District of the Flame Hall—

In the anti-explosion room with dark red bricks, Mo Beiyan was sitting up from the big bed. He picked up the shirt folded on the side and put it on. His clear muscle figure was covered. The woman who was not close to her inches got up and hugged his waist, "Mr. Yan, let's do it again..."

"Get out, I want to be exhausted?" Mo Beiyan stood up, his burgundy hair was still erect. He walked straight to the bathroom. When he came out, he was dressed neatly, and his evil and handsome face was fascinating.

The woman didn't wear clothes, so she got out of bed and walked over, wrapping her legs around his body, "

Young Master Yan, then I'll stay here..."

"You stay?" Mo Beiyan smiled, turned around and lifted her chin, "What are you going to do?"

"Serve you," the woman saw the opportunity and quickly added, "I love you, Mr. Yan..."

"Oh, love me?" Mo Beiyan laughed out loud. He reached out and patted the woman's thigh. "Stop talking about this word, I'm going to be so disgusting to you. What is love? Don't be naive. If you know the slightest money, I won't lose you. If you don't know the slightest, don't want a penny."
Chapter completed!