There was a lot of fire outside and gunfire filled my ears.

It was like the sound of the wind, and the smell of gunpowder penetrated the nostrils.

She was so scared that her face was pale and her soul was scattered.

She didn't want to die in the stray bullet.

Mo Xian in front of him blocked her figure and completely included her in his own safety.

She didn't know the danger would come so suddenly.

I don’t know that some people can die so silently.

The teenagers who were standing guard with guns just now became corpses lying on the ground and could never get up again.

She followed in shock.

Guo Tong ran to the front and opened the way.

However, Uncle Qian's siege and interception were well arranged, so he wanted to block Mo Xian in one go, so he wanted to tear his face and make it hard.

Mo Xian knew that Uncle Qian had this courage, and it was probably the instructing of the old man.

Oh……

But so what?

What kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality he has come to this day?

All nonsense!

He fired randomly with a gun, and many people fell under the dark muzzle.

His face was extremely cold.

Until Guo Tong in front observed the surroundings vigilantly, they leaned against a thick pillar in the living room.

Qin Yu shrank in the corner, trembling.

She looked at the back of Mo Xian's head in front and listened to the bullets flying in her ears.

She thought, if she pushed Mo Xian out, she would be hit by a bullet, right?

He died, would he be completely destroyed?

Then she doesn't have to collect evidence in such a trouble, and she doesn't have to wait for their transactions in a thrilling way.

As long as she dies.

As she thought of this, the hand he held in the palm of his hand wanted to pull it out.

But as soon as she moved, Mo Xian noticed it.

He clamped tighter, and he looked back at her:

"Ayu is not afraid, I won't let you have something to do."

After saying that, he continued to lock his pistol.

Qin Yu looked at him seriously, and for some reason he suddenly blurred.

Guo Tong's eyes flashed and looked behind Qin Yu:

"Be careful behind..."

Just finished speaking.

The gunshots rang out instantly.

Following this, Qin Yu's screams of horror.

But what Guo Tong unexpectedly expected was.

At that moment just now, the gun that should have appeared behind Qin Yu fell on Mo Xian's body.

At this time, he protected Qin Yu like a little chicken under his body. On his shoulder, the dark wound was emitting dark red blood.

Guo Tong's expression became complicated for a moment.

Next second.

The third brother broke in with his people, three times more than Uncle Qian's people, and the situation turned around instantly.

Uncle Qian's man was forced to retreat outside the living room.

Mo Xian's body also relaxed suddenly.

The bullet penetrated his shoulder blades and he looked pale and weak.

Qin Yu slowly escaped from his arms and stared at this scene in a daze.

My eyes were red, I don’t know if it was scared or something.

Mo Xian smiled, pulled the corners of her mouth, and wiped her tears:

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I don't feel any pain."

Qin Yu stared at him in a daze for a few seconds, silently lowered his eyes without making a sound.

It was just that tears fell on his hands. Although Mo Xian felt it hurt, he felt it was worth it.

All he owed Qin Yu was paid off because of this shot.

Mo Xian stood up with Guo Tong's support and walked out.

Uncle Qian himself rolled out of the car in a mess and hid behind the car door.

"Mo Xian, you ungrateful ungrateful wolf, why did you forget the old man treat you?"

"Mo Xian, I am your senior. If you dare to touch me, you will be an enemy of the old man. You'd better consider it clearly!"

Mo Xian looked outside with a dim look. Many of his people died, but Uncle Qian's condition was even worse.

He didn't even understand the power, so he temporarily found a group of killers to charge.

Do you think this will kill him?

He chuckled.

The old man doesn’t want him to die. Does the old man want Uncle Qian to die?

His eyes flashed slightly, and he walked to the sofa and sat down. He did not rush to treat the wound, but instead took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

He looked outside sideways, "No one left."

What he meant was that he would not leave a living room for Uncle Qian.

The third brother was waiting for this sentence, and he burst out with a gun in excitement.

Mo Xian frowned, "The third brother is back..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Qian, who was hiding in the dark, fired a dark gun.

A gun hole suddenly appeared on the third brother's waist.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

"The third brother is back!"

But the third brother was not the one who listened to advice. He originally wanted to create a massacre, but before he could do it, he was plotted against him.

I can't swallow this breath no matter what.

He gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and he tried his best to fire bullets.

In an instant, the situation became chaotic again.

Mo Xian protected Qin Yu on his chest and hid on the side of the sofa.

His face was dark and he cursed inwardly.

But seeing the impulsive third brother still die in a pool of blood, he is not without emotion.

The third brother is his right-hand man.

Being obedient, brainless, and will not be rebellious. The key is to be ruthless and have enough ability.

But this time, Uncle Qian broke his arm and he had to leave Uncle Qian's life behind.

The gunshots outside gradually disappeared, and Uncle Qian's begging for mercy became louder.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, Mo Xian, let them stop!"

Mo Xian glanced at Guo Tong, and Guo Tong immediately made a gesture.

The gunshots stopped instantly.

But the air is mixed with smoke and the smell of dead people, which seems to stimulate the surging of blood.

It is stimulating for some people, and disgusting for some people.

The third brother's body was beaten with holes and couldn't bear to look at it.

Qin Yu was about to stand up, but Mo Xian covered his eyes.
To be continued...