Qi Sichen glanced at the person lying on the ground.

He closed his eyes tightly, and it seemed that he fainted from the flip of the car after it lost control.

"His goal is obviously aimed at you rather than me, so I'll leave it to you."

Mo Xiang said, picked up a cup full of water on the table and poured it on the unconscious person.

The water splashed on his face, and the unconscious person gradually woke up.

When his consciousness recovered, he realized that his hands and feet were firmly tied.

He never expected this action to fail like this.

But now he has become a prisoner.

Qi Sichen walked to the killer, lowered his head, and looked at him coldly.

"Why did you kill my father? Who is your commander behind the scenes? If your answer satisfies me, maybe you can let you live a life."

The killer looked up at Qi Sichen, but he didn't say anything.

But Qi Sichen seemed to see a little surprise in his eyes, and then it was specifically for ordinary things, as if everything had already understood.

He smiled faintly, "It turns out you are still there in the car, and your marksmanship is good. It seems that Qi Yemo has put in a lot of effort on you."

Obviously, there is something in the words.

The killer is not only familiar with Qi Yemo, but also knows Qi Sichen.

This is really surprising.

"Who are you?"

The killer looked at him with a faint smile.

"It's not clear if you uncover his mask."

Mo Xiang, who was sitting behind the killer and was not noticed by him, spoke up.

The killer never expected that there would be another person present.

And he was very sure of this voice, not Qi Yemo's.

Instinctively, he wanted to turn around and see who was talking to.

But my body is so painful that I can't turn around.

Qi Sichen leaned over and reached out to the killer's mask.

When the mask was removed, looking at the face, I couldn't help but take a breath.

"Why are you?"

Facing him was a familiar and old face.

"You shouldn't..."

"It should be in prison, right?" The killer obviously knew what Qi Sichen was going to say.

He smiled faintly, "It's a pity, I'm out. I didn't expect you have seen you for more than ten years, and you have grown up so old."

Seeing this, Mo Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

They actually knew each other, and they met them more than ten years ago.

The grudges from more than ten years ago.

It seems that this matter is becoming more and more interesting.

"Tang Tianze, when did you come out? Have you still couldn't let it go for so many years?"

This made Qi Sichen really unimaginable, and the hatred between Tang Tianze and his father continued.

"Let it go?" Tang Tianze's smile on his face subsided, looking at Qi Sichen's appearance as if an old friend who had known each other for many years met again.

"It seems that Qi Yemo has never mentioned it. I escaped from that ghost place more than ten years ago."

Looking at Qi Sichen's face full of doubts and incredibleness.

"Why don't you believe it yet? You can ask Qi Yemo." As he said that, he thought of something again, and then shook his head. "I'm afraid you can't ask him anymore. The bullet has hit his heart."

Speaking of this, he also showed a sense of joy after victory.

But he was so happy that he was a little too early, and a basin of cold water was poured on by a sentence behind him.
Chapter completed!