Wells didn't believe what he saw. The short knife that drank blood in Mo Yan's hand was already pressed against his neck. A mocking voice slowly came from Mo Yan's mouth, "Wells, after so many years, you still haven't
Make progress.”
At that moment, Wells realized that the child of that day had grown up.
His wings have become full, and he can fly, travel, and make clouds and rain with his hands without relying on anyone's power.
After thinking about the matter carefully, Wells recalled why Martin was evasive when he asked him to come with him, saying that he was feeling unwell. Wells was not afraid of death, and stared at Mo Yan with his blue eyes, "I didn't expect that you
Becoming stronger."
"People change, your vision just remains unchanged."
Mo Yan said it with ridicule and disdain.
Wells readily accepted, "You have killed a large number of my high-quality agents, Mo Yan. I will no longer cause trouble for you. This matter is settled. No further pursuit by both parties?"
"To put it lightly, these people with incomplete reflexes are your agents? Wells, you are really old. Can such a tactful person be an agent? Not enough to kill an agent from Flame Gate's A-Team."
Mo Yan felt defeated. If the mafia was led by Wells, his life would probably be short-lived. Fortunately, he didn't have this ability. He would have pulled him down if he had. This is the difference.
Seeing that Mo Yan beat so many people, Sili was not surprised at all. He picked up the watch on his wrist and said, "Boss, he has set a new record again. This time it is one minute and five seconds, which is 20 seconds faster than the last time."
Second."
Meili leaned over to take a look, "It's not that the boss is fast, it's that the people this time are too rubbish. They are not on the same level and can't be compared."
The people in black clothes in the villa standing far away all pricked up their ears. Each of them had different faces. They were a little afraid of their boss. After listening to Sili and Meili's propaganda, everyone was covered in cold sweat and their scalps were numb.
, a chill ran down my spine, and this moment became a topic of private discussion among the Mafia all year round, and Xia Qi became the scourge of beauty in the topic.
A man in black looked at all this, turned and left, with a flickering light in the corner of his eyes.
Wells is dead after all.
It was not Mo Yan who took action, but he was thrown into the crocodile pond and bitten alive by the crocodiles. Only bones were left after being salvaged. The body was sent to the Middle East ANBU by Xiao Hei.
The person who received Xiao Hei was Martin. Looking at Wells who was covered in bones and there was no whole body after his death, Mark and Martin stared blankly and shouted angrily, "Will Mo Yan still give me face? He is forcing death."
Are we?"
Actually killed Wells?
Xiao Hei smiled innocently, wanting to be a kind person, but facing these old foxes, all his calmness would instantly vanish. His unfounded irritability would rise, and his anger would set a new record.
So Xiao Hei had a calm, uncle-like face and looked at Mark and Martin sarcastically, "The boss said, if you don't think about it later, if you make up your mind to eradicate him, let me tell you, if you feel uncomfortable vacationing in the Middle East,
I'm free, so why don't you try changing places? For example, go catch up with Wells or something."
Xiao Hei obviously said these words with a smile, and everyone present felt horrified.
When they saw James' death in Las Vegas and now at this moment, seeing Wells' death, do they still dare to make a mistake?
Martin's forehead was covered with cold sweat and he stared at Xiao Hei fiercely.
Xiao Hei spread his hands and said, "Don't glare at me, let alone try to kill me. The boss said that if I can't go back within the specified time, the blame will be on your shoulders. If anything happens to me on the way, it will also be on your shoulders."
The last sentence was made by Xiao Hei who didn't want to go up. Looking at the expressions of these old foxes, not to mention how much he felt, how happy he was, how much he wanted to dance the hula dance.
Martin Mark didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only let Xiao Hei leave. He couldn't vent his gnashing anger, and couldn't find an outlet. He could only grind his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.
Mei Li called the Middle East and told Mei Ye about the matter in a hurry. Mei Ye was shocked, but she unanimously voted in favor. Those old foxes who are full of bad habits all day long should have been cleaned up long ago.
Mei Ye said that she was not with the boss and asked Mei Li to be smarter.
Meili replied casually, "Sili is very clever."
Meiye hates the cold, Meili is definitely not his brother.
However, Sili suggested that Mo Yan should clean up the mafia this time and kill those people he does not need to make his power in the mafia stronger. If he wants to eat from the mafia, then he will only eat this.
Bowl, clean and beautiful to make it plump and wonderful.
Sili's words woke up Mo Yan. When Xiao Hei returned to the headquarters, Mo Yan issued a strangulation order. All the older generation of mafia congressmen in the Middle East were wiped out and no one survived. Makka Martin didn't know it before he died.
, why did you die?
The remaining old core members of the mafia were killed by Mo Yan himself. His eyes were wide open before he died. He didn't even have time to ask why. Before he died, a man named Bi Ci laughed under Mo Yan's pistol and pointed at Mo Yan and shouted angrily.
, you are an evil star, you are really an evil star, you kill your relatives, friends and lovers, so what if you kill us? Mo Yan, you can’t escape your fate, that is your fate, you are destined to bear everyone in your life, even to death
Before Bi Ci could finish his words, he died under Mo Yan's gun. Looking at Mo Yan's green face, Sili asked worriedly what was wrong. Where could the mess about the fates Bi Ci said come from?
Is it necessary to believe it? Si Li didn't understand how someone who had always killed people invisible could look so ugly just because of a few words.
Mo Yan's heart was trembling.
He is a cursed existence, but who can be believed?
The tall body took a step back, and Sili supported him, "Boss, what's wrong?"
"Sili, I'm back."
Sili didn't say much and nodded, and the two of them disappeared into Bici's hut like ghosts on a night of heavy rain.
That was the only time in Sili's life that he saw Mo Yan lose his composure for his own affairs. In the future, if Mo Yan loses his composure, his fate will surely involve Xia Qi.
Xia Qi is the calamity in Mo Yan's life.
Sili said so, Mei Li said so, and Mei Ye said so.
Back at the villa, Mo Yan went straight to Xia Qi's room, pulled Xia Qi up from the bed, and held her tightly in his arms. She was still there, she was still there!
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The smell of blood was so strong. Even so, Xia Qi did not push him away, but wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. If her temperature could drive away the coldness on his body,
, she is willing to do it because he is the elder brother.
Mo Yan held Xia Qi's hand tighter, and he had a terrifying dream.
Xia Qin's body covered in blood fell into her arms, not breathing.
In a bamboo house far away in Thailand, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his chest rolled, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Can't he stop it? Or can't he stop it?