Cemetery?

Xie Yanghua looked alert, "Where are you going to do?"

"I will only give you three seconds. She will live, or you will die," Mo Beiyan's gun made a crackling sound, and his knees pressed against Yun Xue's waist. "Don't play tricks with me. I don't know about those tricks. If you want her to survive, go and prepare the car now!"

They live here and there are definitely new cars available.

More safe than his sports car.

Xie Yanghua's eyes fell on Yun Xue's face. He didn't dare to gamble, so he hurriedly took out his cell phone and ordered the death warrior to prepare.

In less than ten minutes, the door of the entrance was opened, "Master, you are all ready."

Mo Beiyan glanced at Xie Yanghua, "You go ahead."

Xie Yanghua turned around and walked forward.

Mo Huantong followed Mo Beiyan, her teeth trembled. She couldn't figure out what he was going to do.

Mo Beiyan walked outside with Yun Xue, and the dead soldiers were all staring at him, but no one dared to take action.

They are not his opponents either.

Xie Yanghua stood in front of the car, Mo Beiyan's face turned cold and exuded a horrifying aura. He pointed to the trunk and said, "Tie himself a knot and lie in."

The dead soldier brought the rope over and was about to tie it up, but Mo Beiyan interrupted his movements. He looked at Mo Huantong and said, "You go and tie it up."

Mo Huantong was stunned for a moment, and Mo Beiyan looked cold, "I asked you to tie it up, are you deaf?!"

“…”

Mo Huantong choked, and she had no choice at this time. She looked at Yun Xue who was being pressed, and then turned around and walked behind Xie Yanghua.

Huantong took the rope and said he tied it up, and she really tied a dead knot.

Mo Beiyan unconsciously stared at her side face, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on her flat belly...

Have you really had a child there?

It's his child... how old? Do you have hands and feet?

The man choked slightly in his throat, and Mo Beiyan forced himself to throw away this idea. This time, he would never let him go again.

The dead soldier put Xie Yanghua in the trunk as instructed.

The gun in Mo Beiyan's hand never left Yunxue. He pushed her into the car. Mo Huantong rushed up a few steps, "I want to go too!"

"Get out!"

Mo Beiyan pushed her shoulders, and Mo Huantong rushed up again, and she held his arm tightly, "Mo Beiyan, I beg you not... My mother is innocent, she doesn't know anything..."

"I told you to get out!"

The man shook his body hard, and Mo Huantong hit the car door. She really didn't cry out for pain. She held the door handle with her hand, pulled it open, and stepped in, hugging the trembling Yunxue.

Mo Beiyan looked at her coldly, word by word, like the last question, "Don't shout, hurt, are you sure you are going?"

Mo Huantong hugged Yunxue tightly. At this time, she could not let go.

Mo Beiyan didn't say anything more. He withdrew his gaze, stepped into the driver's seat with a long leg, and slammed the door.

The car was galloping out like an arrow. The dead soldier wanted to shoot in the driver's seat, but the man drove very fast and disappeared in an instant.

Mo Beiyan touched the handle under the seat and found no tracking locator.

In fact, Xie Yanghua also knew it was useless. As long as he left here, Mo Beiyan could call someone immediately.

As it turned out, he was sure that he did this. Mo Beiyan ordered people to clean the cemetery and not let others go in casually.
Chapter completed!