Xia Qi looked at him blankly, her body stiffened. She couldn't believe it and couldn't be sure that Mo Yan in her memory was not like this. His words made her feel uneasy. Looking at her embarrassment and her expression, he smiled.
He smiled coldly and proudly, "What? Don't you dare?"
Xia Qi lowered her eyes, the wrinkles between her eyes deepened, and a haze of alienation fell over her brows, "Mo Yan, I'm not interested in being a player in this game, and it's not fun at all."
Purple eyes locked on her dangerously, Mo Yan pursed his lips, his sharp eyes almost penetrated her soul, and suddenly, he Feng Qingyun smiled lightly, "It turns out that I don't dare, and I don't believe it."
With a mocking tone, leisurely and profound emotions, and an evil look, he stretched out his hand and clasped her shoulders, "Xia Qi, please listen clearly, the person you should not offend the most in your life is me."
To put it this way, he just didn't want to lose too badly.
Even if he doesn't admit it, he has to admit it. He seems to think that whether it's the idiot Xia Qi or the Xia Qi at this moment, it seems to have happened a long time ago. When he realizes it, she is in his heart and cannot be erased.
Can't forget.
Xia Qin bit her lip, deserted, and pushed Mo Yan away, "I'm tired."
What happened between the little idiot and Mo Yan was quickly reflected in his mind at this moment. Mo Yan's pampering and protection, as well as his expressions and infatuation, the two of them could hug and kiss each other as if nothing had happened, and they could laugh and play as if no one else was around. That person
It's Mo Yan, Mo Yan who belongs to Little Idiot Xia.
The conversation between her and Mo Yan should not be like this.
The slender white fingers covered the position of the heart, which was beating faster than usual.
The gaze on her back made her anxious, and she bumped into Meili who was coming out. Xia Qi hurriedly went upstairs and closed the door. Meili frowned, her beautiful eyebrows twisted into a knot.
The folds were very deep, and just now, he heard everything.
Never thought that Mo Yan would put his dignity so low.
After slamming the door, Xia Qi walked to the window. Downstairs, the unruly figure was no longer there. He was pacing back and forth in the room, scratching his long hair irritably, and patting his forehead from time to time to express his feelings.
Emotions squeezed by oneself.
Mo Yan went crazy.
This is the conclusion Xia Chen finally reached.
Not allowing any waste of time, Mei Li and Mo Yan returned to the study. Mo Yan half-closed his eyes, "Did you hear everything just now?"
Meili didn't say anything. She just stood there and looked at Mo Yan. The slightly hesitant look on her face prevented Mo Yan from asking any more questions.
"how's it going?"
"Boss, Li Hao's speed is much faster than expected. They have found out that there are very few people coming from us. Someone should have started to take action now. You and Xia Qi leave first, and I will cut off the tail." Meili tightened her grip.
With both fists, he was blaming Xia Chen for this action.
But I don’t think it’s Xia Qi’s fault. What does the boss think?
Meili is not a person who believes in the so-called prediction of fate, good or bad, but Xia Qi and Mo Yan made him witness the so-called bond and entanglement of letting go.
Mo Yan didn't think anything of it and raised his eyes suddenly, "Where is the Russian mafia's storage army?"
"While dealing with the Flame Gate, Russia does not belong to our territory and kingdom after all."
"careful."
Meiye is a relative like Meili. This time, he didn't think it through properly, but Mo Yan never admits his mistakes. Even if he is wrong, he will continue to be so wrong. This is Mo Yan.
Meili stayed at the villa with twenty people, and Mo Yan and Xia Qi were the first to leave.
The black Pagani was speeding on the road at an extremely fast speed. Now they had to rush to New Ladoga to meet up with the mafia members from Italy. Meili's villa was not a problem, Meili would be fine.
Xia Qi looked at Mo Yan, who had increased the speed of the car to 300 yards, and turned his head, "Where is Meili?"
Russia is not the sphere of influence of the Mafia. It can be said that Las Vegas and Russia belong to Li Hao. In these two lands, no one can touch Li Hao, just like no one can touch Mo Yan in Italy.
reason.
"He's fine."
Rarely, when Mo Yan looked back at him, two black Bentleys suddenly appeared in the reflector.
Mo Yan raised the corners of his mouth wickedly, his smile became more charming and gorgeous, and his domineering attitude was not diminished at all, "It came so fast."
He drew the gun from his waist and threw it to Xia Qi, who took it.
"Let's see if your marksmanship is good enough. If you don't do it, both of us will die here."
Xia Qi pursed her lips in disdain, cocked the gun, and moved in one go. Suddenly a car sped out in front of her. Mo Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled seductively, "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
This Pagani was modified, and its hardness imitated the material of a tank. Although it looked like a Pagani, its internal structure was much stronger. Xia Qi knew that Mo Yan was bloodthirsty, but he didn't expect that he would become a pervert. He completely ignored the car that jumped out in front of him and went on a rampage.
Step on the accelerator and hit it like this.
The car in front was knocked over and flew out, but Mo Yan's car was fine.
Xia Qi glared at Mo Yan, "Damn, what is your car made of? Is it so strong?"
"Watch the enemy behind you."
Xia Qi stretched out half of her head, and a burst of gunfire came over her. Mo Yan grabbed her waist and grabbed her into the car, "Is your head a bulletproof vest?"
The atmosphere in the car became a little weird. Mo Yan stepped on the brakes, lifted Xia Qi's waist and lifted her into the driving position. He took the gun from her hand and said, "Drive seriously."
Mo Yan's marksmanship is not inferior to that of Xia Qi, and he always kills with one shot, but Mo Yan is far more ruthless than Xia Qi. He holds a pistol newly developed by the Mafia in his hand. It has the appearance of a Desert Eagle, and its shooting accuracy and
The distance is three times that of the Desert Eagle, and it is an arm-type gun.
Mo Yan reached out and fired several shots in the back. The two cars behind collided instantly, rolled violently, leaked oil, and exploded.
Then another burst of gunfire passed by the car.
"There's someone up there."
Xia Qin slammed the steering wheel and drove to a path on the side of the road. The path went straight into the forest. The helicopter above her head clung to her. Mo Yan raised his eyes, his evil eyes flashing slightly.
"Drive to the bridge ahead and jump out of the car."
Xia Qin nodded. Now they have no choice. If a bomb falls, they will definitely die. Even if the car is strong, there are always shortcomings.
The car drove to the bridge, and Mo Yan held Xia Qin in his arms, narrowing his evil eyes tightly. Blue flames burst out from his purple eyes. He suddenly kicked the door open, and countless bullets were fired at him.
Shooting over, Mo Yan held Xia Qi's head in his arms and jumped down.
Xia Qin buried her head in his chest and couldn't tell what she was feeling. She rolled down the weeds beside the bridge. Her ears were filled with the powerful and deafening sound of gunfire, and the car behind her roared.