Mo Nanjue sneered, "Why, are you so impatient to ask your dad to die?"

Luo Xiao looked up at him, "Mo Nanjue, don't play tricks. Xiao Ran hasn't woken up yet, you can't afford to play."

Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows coldly, turned his eyes away and reached out to take the silencer gun.

Luo Xiao withdrew his hand and suddenly spoke, "If it weren't for Xiao Ran, maybe we would be good partners."

"Don't be too proud of yourself," Mo Nanjue glanced at him coldly, "Working with Mo Beiyan, sooner or later you will be burned to pieces."

Luo Xiao smiled faintly, "He is much crueler than you."

"That's because he has no heart."

After Mo Nanjue said that, he turned around and left. After only a few steps, several cars came to stop beside him. The man didn't look back and stepped up his legs.

It was not until the car disappeared from sight that Luo Xiao retracted his gaze. He turned around and saw Leng Qing standing behind him, "Young Master."

Luo Xiao walked back without saying a word.

Leng Qing followed him, looked up and saw that he was covered in wounds and blood on his arms and shoulders. "Young Master, why do you never fight back every time Mo Nanjue hits you?"

"I can't beat him."

"If you can't beat it, you can't just suffer..."

Luo Xiao's voice was faint, "I deserve these."

Leng Qing was stunned when he heard this and did not speak again.

The two of them didn't walk fast, and the orange street lights were shining with broken light. In the neighborhood next to them, a small figure rushed out, as if she was being chased by someone, but she didn't feel good about direction. She ran and laughed, and when she was not careful, she bumped into Luo Xiao.

The small figure was almost knocked out, and Luo Xiao bent down to support her.

The little girl looked up and looked at it as a handsome guy, but when she saw the blood on his body, she was so scared that she burst into tears, "Wow——"

She had two ponytails, her white face and nose were snot on her face, black and mud on the east.

My hands were also dirty and my hair was scattered, and I was obviously crazy all day.

It's really like Xiaoran when he was a child.

Seeing this, Luo Xiao's eyes were softer. He squatted down, raised his hand and wiped her nose, "Don't cry."

The little girl was just crying, but after being slapped by someone, she cried even louder.

Luo Xiao didn't bother me, and carefully wiped away the tears from her face. He smiled slightly, like a boy, "If you cry, you won't be beautiful anymore. If you don't be beautiful, you won't have sugar."

When the little girl heard this, she twitched her nose and stopped crying. She opened her eyes wide, "Really?"

Luo Xiao nodded, "Really."

The little girl grabbed his hand and said, "Then I want candy."

"Okay," Luo Xiao touched her head, "take you to buy it."

"Can you want any sugar?"

"As long as you don't cry, you can do it."

"That's great!" The little girl burst into tears and smiled. Her small hand grabbed Luo Xiao's hand, "Then brother will take me there now!"

Luo Xiao was pulled by her and walked a few steps. He smiled gently, "Okay."

At this time, another small figure ran out from the gate of the community, as if he was taller, and he ran and shouted, "Xiaoxue!"

The little girl hurriedly turned around when she heard this, and she waved her hand excitedly, "Brother!"

Luo Xiao looked out along her gaze.

The little boy rushed over a few steps, and was full of momentum, "What are you doing when you run so fast by yourself?"

"I'm sorry," the little girl stuck out her tongue, "I thought you were going to hit me."
Chapter completed!