Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Nan Heng could not stand Officer Nte's cautious nature and almost never wanted to, suddenly drew a gun and shot Daly directly in the leg.

Along with his gunshot, there was a gunshot across the street.

He stood next to Seasonal Warm, shooting with precision, almost at the same frequency as him, and the bullet hit Darry's other leg at the same time.

Daly's painful face was twisted, half a metre from the gun on the ground, and she was still struggling.

Mojing stood up painfully and flew forward, while Daly was still climbing on the ground.

Mo Jingdeep picked up the gun, his eyes moved, and he just hesitated for half a second, and pulled the board directly against Daly's forehead.

Nan Heng frowned and slipped forward.

Boom.

One sound.

Nan Heng shot Daly directly in the forehead.

Boom.

Again.

Hit again.

Boom.

One more time.

It was Mo Jingdeep who stared desperately in the eye at Darry as he was about to die, shooting him precisely in the forehead.

Daly instantly closed his eyes and died completely, blood flowing down the grass beneath him.

“You...” Nan Heng's hands were stiff and his eyes were amazed.

Mu Jingshen promised in front of Master Mu that he would not be involved in the dark, that he would not dye blood by hand, and that he would not bear human life.

But no matter what Nan Heng did to stop it, he killed Daly himself...

Mo Jingdeep did not explain, while dropping the gun, his eyes looked cold at the people who were already dead on the ground, and his tone was faint: “To disarm the bomb, don't bullshit. ”

Nanheng: “…” turned a cold eye and looked at Officer Nte who was still hesitant to approach.

When Officer Nte responded and was busy sending someone over, the XI base people had already taken the lead.

Seasonal warmth outside the crowd, Feng Ling had been holding her hand firmly. She looked at the man whose back had been stained with blood. Her heart felt unclear. She just felt that the orbit had been stained instantly.

She's the only one who knows why Mo Jingshen had to kill Dali herself.

Because the few days she was trapped in the camp, it was Darry who had been beating her and kicking her and threatening her. It was also Darry who forced her to save her life on her knees in front of Mo Jing Deep. It was also Darry who said he was going to open it with Season Warm, a nightmare that had become indelible in the short term.

This will be a shot at the time of death, worth it.

The plain white T-shirt is already bloodstained today, and I can't tell whose blood it is.

Finally, the policemen jumped over and took away what the children were supposed to take, the bomb was dismantled, and the bodies of the Ajib et al. associates on the ground were examined.

While Feng Ling's hand finally let loose for a few moments, he suddenly drew his hand and hurried towards him. All around him were police officers, who also recognized her. No one was going to stop her.

“Mr. Mo, your wounds are now...” The base people are trying to get him to go back and bandage.

“It's okay, take these kids away first.“ The ink scene was filled with blood and the eyes were cold. Standing there made people dare not approach.

Until the season warm ran to his side and held him, he asked anxiously, "How are you? ”

He seemed to realize that the one who had just broken the impasse and suddenly shot behind Agib's back was really warm.

Seasonwarm's hand was about to continue talking on his arm, his hand suddenly hurt, suddenly pulled away by the man, while he died in the palm of her painful face white, looked at him amazingly.

“What did I tell you before I left? ”

“ …… ”

“Did I tell you to wait there? ”

The man's eyes were cold and sharp, his eyes were not slightly tender when he looked at her, and the cold light emitted made the whole season warm to stand still, his mouth moved, but he could not speak for a moment.

She can't explain a word.

Worried about him? Or do you want to say something that'll make him feel better?

Nothing can stop the blood behind him.

Season Warm suddenly held his arm tight, fatally holding him not to push himself away, calmly said: “You can't ignore your back now, let's go back and get a doctor. ”

It should be really serious. Not only was the wound torn, it was attacked a few more times in the original place. It is estimated that the wound already deep into the skin is even more serious now. Mo Jingdeep was pulled away by the seasonal warmth without much movement.

Seasonal warmth held him up, passing through the horrible bloodshed and wretches on the ground, she didn't even look at it, she just wanted to leave the place with the ink view deep.

The police and the base were busy, and the weather suddenly turned dull all morning until the rain dropped.

Seasonal warmth raised her head and looked up, holding Ink deep into the direction of the helicopter, and asked: "Is there any danger of explosion here if it rains? ”

“Yes, most of the minefields here were mined during the Great War decades ago. The leaves above the dense forest are very thick. This rainfall is not large, it cannot be soaked at all, and it is still dry below the ground. If the rainfall intensifies, the explosion will still explode, but it will not be enough to reduce the extent of the explosion and the forest will not ignite. ”

Mo Jing finished his speech and suddenly coughed.

Ji Wen hurried to help him: “The children have been rescued. Just leave the other things to the police. Let's go to the doctor first...”

Her voice hasn't dropped yet, and suddenly, there's a "bang" behind her!

Shots fired.

Close!

Seasonal warmth shocked, not yet reflected, while people had been suddenly pressed in their arms by Mojing. At one moment, the bullet almost rubbed over their shoulders, hit the helicopter heavily, and dropped a deep recessed bullet mark on the hard steel machine.

Seasonwarm lifted his eyes in the deep arms of Ink View and saw Ajib, who had been dressed as dead for a long time, fall to the ground with blood, with only one breath left, shooting at them while the policemen were handling the bomb on Daly's body.

Fortunately, Feng Ling approached him and shot Agib in the wrist at the same time. This shot was fired at their fatal spot. He was directly missed by a few points.

Then, Feng Ling instantly walked towards Ajib one step at a time, shooting him all over his body, only to see Ajib with a bullet running through his body. The way it twitched, it finally broke my last breath.

Seasonal Warm looked at Ageb, full of blood caves, and everyone was stunned.

Until the man who had been protecting her in his arms suddenly softened, he knelt down on the ground like this, and Ji Wen unconsciously raised his hand and hugged him, and because of the disparity in height and weight, he almost did not stand steady, almost fell back, busily stood on his heels.

“Depth of view!” Seasonal warmth held the ink that suddenly fell on her, touching the blood flowing down his back, should be due to the fact that the wound was more severely pulled by the action when she suddenly turned away from the bullet.

“Mr. Moore!” Feng Ling looked at Sen Cold and turned his eyes sharply. He saw this scene hastily put away his gun and quickly walked over.