Bullets were swept over like water, inside and outside the scrap yard, sniper rifles, assault rifles, and pistols were fired frequently. The bullets were fired as if they were free. Mo Yao rolled around on the ground and rolled directly to the scrap yard.
On the edge, he has seen the outdoor environment and knows where is the safest place and where he can best avoid sniper positions. Although this edge is also within the sniper perspective, it is not a 100% perspective, only a 20% perspective. The other two are
With no perspective at all, Mo Yao pulled the trigger with both hands and fired while hiding. Four or five people were killed in the blink of an eye. Everyone looked for hiding spots. The people indoors stood still, and only those outside were shooting.
Those who could see Mo Yao opened fire one after another, while the remaining ten or so people in the room hid to avoid accidental injuries.
This is a group of well-trained killers. Their combat methods are similar to those of NATO special forces. At first glance, they are talents trained by the most cutting-edge special agents. They cooperate very well. Mo Yao's range cannot reach the outdoors, so he can only dodge, dodge,
Coupled with the fact that the dozen or so people in the room occasionally fired cold shots, a quarter of an hour later, Mo Yao's waist was grazed by bullets and his body was covered with paint. In that pause, a pistol fired a shot from behind and hit him.
Due to the brief pain in his shoulder, Mo Yao's reaction was slightly slower, and as soon as he dodged it, a dozen bullets swept past him.
This is an abandoned site. There are no blind spots 360 degrees outside. No matter where Mo Yao hides, he can be hit. The density of the bullets is like the bullets fired from a machine gun for free. It is very dense. Even if it is
Ultraman would also suffer under such circumstances.
Bai Liu suddenly jumped out from hiding and pounced on an enemy. In order to avoid accidental injuries, the people shooting outdoors would not shoot like one of their own. Bai Liu was injured, but it did not affect his agility. He pounced on him like a cheetah.
, the man couldn't dodge, and he jumped on him. Bai Liu put his knee on the man's waist and spine, and held the enemy's head in his hands to twist it. The man's skull was broken and he died. Bai Liu grabbed his assault rifle and magazine, and rolled away.
While avoiding the incoming bullets, Mo Yao had reached a blind corner and barely used anesthetic to stave off the pain in his shoulder. Bai Liu swept up the corpse on the ground, then got into a fight with the person in the room, dodging and knocking him down.
There were four or five people, and there were only seven or eight people left in this abandoned site.
Another leading middle-aged man stood up angrily and fired with all his strength with an assault rifle. His eyes were red with blood. The bullets chased Bai Liu in a panic. Mo Yao suddenly rolled out from the side of the car and shot him.
The man's movement compromised the accuracy of his marksmanship, and the bullet entered the man's pancreas. Mo Yao shot again, hitting the center of the eyebrow, killing both leaders.
Mo Yao rolled over to him and took the powerful assault rifle, and suddenly swiped at the man holding the Battery sniper rifle. They almost shot at each other. Mo Yao was wounded by a bullet in his arm. The penetrating gun
He was injured, but he was lucky enough to blow the man's head off.
In the melee, Bai Liu still didn't forget to praise Mo Yao, you are awesome, you are really strong. He has never seen a human with such terrifying skills. The bullets hitting his body seemed to be free of charge. It was really scary.
Mo Yao didn't have the heart to listen to Bai Liu's praise. He rolled aside and picked up the Bartley, squinting his eyes and looking at Bai Liu. He was thinking about whether he should believe Bai Liu, but Mo Yao took a gamble and said in a deep voice, "My
I'll leave it to you behind the scenes."
Bai Liu snapped her fingers and mouthed back to him, "No problem!"
I leave my back to you.
It is equivalent to giving his life to Bai Liu and letting Bai Liu protect him. Mo Yao has never been like this. There are not many people who can make him say this. Only his brothers and sisters and Fengyun Leiden, in the battlefield where the war is chaotic and the bullets are raining.
Yes, such a bet is undoubtedly a big one. If he loses, his life will be gone. But now, there is no other way, he must leave his back to Bai Liu.
No matter how powerful he is, he is only a person. He is a body made of flesh and blood. He will hurt and die. He does not have four hands. He can only focus on facing the enemies outside. In the abandoned site with such a comprehensive perspective,
If he wants to escape, he can only kill everyone. Now, he can only kill all the snipers outside. This can ensure that they have a way to survive. But if he wants to kill the snipers, he must have someone to protect his back.
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Sniping was different from assault, he couldn't be distracted.
If he misjudged Bai Liu, he couldn't protect his back, or he shot him in the back, it doesn't matter. He can break into this dragon's den for him, which is equivalent to trusting Bai Liu. If Bai Liu shot him in the back
One shot.
He was the one who saw it, and he could only blame himself if he saw it wrong. He was willing to admit defeat.
The gunshots continued, and the cold bullets made a cold sound when they hit the steel in the scrapyard. Mo Yao shot for the guns, especially the sniper rifles. Among the children of the Mo family, he and Wushuang were the best snipers. As long as
It's a sniper rifle. He can kill people when he picks it up. It's like pointing a finger at him and the bullet will follow the finger, killing him instantly and without any suspense.
Even in such an unstable and dangerous environment, as soon as Mo Yao aimed his sniper rifle, the opponent was also aiming at the same time and fired one step ahead of him. Then he lowered his head to avoid the bullet. The bullet fell aside, but a man
The sniper has been killed.
But the difficulty also came. After killing a sniper, they learned the lesson and chose a more secretive position. The field of view he saw through the scope was only 10%, making it impossible to shoot.
The four people who tried to shoot Mo Yao in the room were all killed by Bai Liu. He did not let Mo Yao down and protected Mo Yao steadily, even though his arm had two penetrating gunshot wounds and was bleeding.
The pure white clothes were stained with blood and turned so eerie red.
Mo Yao loaded his gun and stopped looking for snipers. As long as he saw people, he would hit them. After a while, he knocked down a few more people. But on the contrary, the bullets outside the abandoned site also hit Mo Yao in two places, once on the shoulder and once on the arm.
at.
This was a bloody battle, a very difficult bloody battle. Bai Liu was smart enough to get rid of everyone in the room, but there were still about ten people surrounding him outside. Mo Yao saw a motorcycle that looked abandoned not long ago. He pursed his lips and looked at Bai Liu
, let him go over and take a look, and he will cover it.
Bai Liu understood what he meant, and under the cover of Mo Yao's long gun, he put the machine gun behind the car. This was a blind spot where people outside could not hit him. Bai Liu checked the fuel tank of the car and luckily found that the car still had oil. However,
There wasn't much fuel, just enough for them to run ten kilometers.
Bai Liu asked, "Do you want to take a gamble?"
Both of them were scarred, Bai Liu had a serious gunshot wound, and Mo Yao also had a serious gunshot wound, and had lost too much blood. It was no longer possible to continue to delay here, so they just stayed on guard. If they occasionally fired cold shots, they would lose too much blood and die.
Death, so judging from the current situation, I can only take a gamble.
"Bet!" Mo Yao said in a deep voice. Bai Liu was very good at motorcycles and was much better at driving than Mo Yao, so of course it was Bai Liu who was driving. Mo Yao sat back to back with him. If he sat like that normally, he would probably die.
human.
With the cover of the car, it was not difficult to drive the motorcycle. People outside heard the sound of the car, and bullets came like rain, hitting the car and making a cold sound. Bai Liu smiled softly, so beautiful and pure, "Give me a
Kiss."
Under such circumstances, his tone was like flirting. Mo Yao's eyes darkened. Bai Liu smiled teasingly, reached up to Mo Yao's neck, and gave him a French passionate kiss. The kiss was very intense, like the last kiss on the edge of despair.
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None of them knew what the result would be. Bai Liu thought to himself, if God wants me to die tonight, I will die in your arms.
Their lips parted, Mo Yao got into the car without any nonsense, Bai Liu stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the motorcycle broke through the gate of the scrapyard like flying and ran towards the road. The bullets were as dense as water, hitting them and splashing around them.
When the dust kicked up, Bai Liu was very skilled in driving the motorcycle, making twists and turns, and cleverly dodging bullets. Mo Yao took the batley and fired at them, making everyone unable to even raise their heads.
The locomotive quickly got on the road, followed by seven or eight cars chasing after it. The drama of chasing and escaping was staged on the road late at night.
Mo Yao had six gunshot wounds on his body. Fortunately, they were all external injuries and did not damage the internal organs, so he could be so domineering and still shoot. Bai Liu also had many gunshot wounds. Both of them lost too much blood.
But I can barely hold on.
Mo Yao was seriously injured than Bai Liu. The car chased him all the way, but Mo Yao suddenly turned around and said, "Drive more slowly."
After Bai Liu received it, the motorcycle drove much more steadily. Mo Yao narrowed his eyes and loaded the bullet. The car over there opened its hood, and someone came out to shoot. Unfortunately, it was not within the range, so it was not a threat to them.
Mo Yao picked up the sniper rifle, pointed it at the tires of the first car and fired one shot at a time. There was probably no one in the world who was as familiar with guns as Mo Yao, and no one could use them as smoothly as he did. After two shots, the third
Three bullets hit the fuel tank, and the car exploded instantly. More than a dozen people were lifted open, and fire was everywhere. Tires and scrap metal fell down. Bai Liu heard the brakes and chaotic sounds from behind. The sharp sounds were mixed with gunpowder smoke.
The smell makes this night look so charming.
"You're so scary..." Bai Liu said as he drove, but his joy could not last long. The cars behind him caught up again, scrapping three cars. The remaining five regrouped and started over again, and they caught up again.
Bai Liu discovered one thing sadly, the fuel tank was leaking, which meant that their car would not last long. It would be two roads at most. Mo Yao said, "Get on the bridge and drive to the Spree River."
Bai Liu nodded. This was their only way to survive. Otherwise, the car would be parked on the road without gas and would be a dead end. The car behind them kept chasing them. Bai Liu yelled, "Sit tight."
He drove the car at maximum speed and suddenly roared. The handsome-looking young man lifted the car and rushed out of the bridge, directly into the Spree River from a height of dozens of meters.
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Several people in the car got out and fired at the place where they landed. After a while, they saw the water turn red and sirens roaring. They should not stay for a long time. After firing more than a dozen shots, they hurriedly got in the car and left.
It was late at night when Mo Xiaobai received the news. He had been feeling inexplicably irritable recently. He couldn't sleep at night and always went to bed very late. He was originally going to take Ji Bing back to Rome, but he had to fly to the Netherlands because of something unexpected.
, and I was irritable. When I heard the news that my boss was in trouble, I hurriedly boarded the plane. He was in the Netherlands, very close to Berlin, and he arrived in Dublin a few hours after the plane took off.
As soon as they stopped, they searched non-stop. The police had found Bai Liu. He had suffered a serious gunshot wound and was unconscious. Mo Yao was not found. Yun sent people to search in the river for a long time but there was no news. Mo Xiaobai
Turn on the computer to track Mo Yao's address. There is a chip in Mo Yao's body that can track his location. Fengyun Leiden didn't know about it. Mo Chen received the news late and almost tracked it with Mo Xiaobai. The two of them cooperated quite quickly.
, and soon locked in a private clinic.
When Mo Xiaobai and Yun rushed to the clinic, the doctor was giving Mo Yao first aid. A girl passed by and found Mo Yao unconscious on the ground, so she rescued him. It happened that the girl was a nurse in a private clinic, so she sent him to the hospital.
Here it comes.
The equipment in the private clinic was very simple. There was an operating table separated by a white cloth. Mo Xiaobai's hands almost scratched the white cloth to pieces, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.
Mo Yao was lying on the operating table, wearing a pair of shorts. His entire chest was exposed and stained with blood. He had two gunshot wounds on his arms, two gunshot wounds on his shoulders, a penetrating gunshot wound on his thigh, and another
There was also a gunshot wound on his arm. They were not very serious gunshot wounds. Only the two wounds on the shoulder were bullets left in the body. As long as the bullets were taken out, it would be fine. But the problem was that when he fell, the gravity was too strong.
I don't know whether I hit a rock, and my lower back was stabbed horribly with a sharp instrument. I lost too much blood, and I had a fever, so I was in critical condition.
There are not many blood banks in private clinics. The doctor suggested sending it to a big hospital. He didn't have that much stock here. Mo Xiaobai asked Yun to get it. If the boss's condition was sent to the hospital, he would probably not be cured. Mo Xiaobai held up his arm and said, "Wash me."
Yes, take as much as you can."
Their brothers and sisters have all had their blood types matched, just to be able to provide first aid at critical moments. He, Mo Yao and Mo Chen all have the same blood type. When the doctor heard that they were brothers, he didn't hesitate anymore. Mo Xiaobai lay on the other side for the operation.
On the stage, he watched the transfusion tube slowly fill with blood, and his blood flowed into the boss's blood vessel.
His blood flows into the boss's veins.
Mo Yao was seriously injured and was unconscious. He was in a daze. His face was frighteningly pale, showing a pale color. Even when Washington was injured, he had never seen Mo Yao look so pale.
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"Brother..." Mo Xiaobai's heart felt as if someone had punched him. It ached painfully. He was injured again. You were injured again. The boss is powerful and invincible. He has rarely been injured in so many years, but recently he has been injured one after another.
Mo Xiaobai felt distressed, sad and angry at the same time. He was not very unlucky in this year of his life. Looking at the boss's face, he felt so uncomfortable, wishing that all these gunshot wounds were on his body.
He was really in pain, it even hurt to draw blood.
Mo Yao's life breath was very weak, and Mo Xiaobai was very anxious. After taking the blood test, Mo Yao's condition improved a little. Mo Xiaobai wanted to donate blood but was kicked away by the doctor. He was in good health, so it was not important to draw such a small amount of blood.
The doctor started to take out bullets for Mo Yao, while Mo Xiaobai watched from the side. He felt that he was self-abuse. He knew it was painful, but he watched helplessly, accompanying his boss in pain.
Because of the pain, Mo Yao's body began to convulse even in a coma. Mo Xiaobai held his hand and gently wiped the sweat from his face, "Brother, I'm Xiaobai. If you bear it for a while, you'll be gone soon."
It hurts."
Mo Yao didn't seem to hear his words. His muscles were stiff and his body was spasming. Mo Xiaobai felt extremely distressed. The doctor said that the patient's body was very weak and dangerous. He mainly looked at the patient's will to survive and asked Mo Xiaobai to talk to Mo Yao.
In fact, after suffering such serious injuries, if it were another person, they would have died many times. Their bodies have undergone very special training, so they can withstand pain and death, otherwise they would have died long ago.
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Mo Xiaobai started talking to Mo Yao. He and Mo Yao had a lot to say. Now that Mo Yao was in a coma, he talked even more brazenly. He talked about their training when they were young because the doctor couldn't understand Chinese.
, Mo Xiaobai also talked about what happened when they were teenagers with confidence, "Brother, when I first knew you liked me, I was scared. Do you know? I was really scared. I ran as fast as I could.
I ran as hard as I could, but I always felt that I had run too far. When I got tired, I would no longer have hallucinations. Yes, hallucinations. I had hallucinations because of myself. Later, the feeling became more and more vivid. I was really scared.
I don't know what I'm afraid of, I just can't accept it. I don't hate it, really, really don't hate it, but I just don't dare to accept it..."
"Brother, brother, I don't hate you. Really, I like you very much, more than my little brother or my mommy. How could I hate you? I wanted to tell you the last time you left,
I'm afraid that if I tell you, you will be even more sad, and I'm afraid of giving you hope and letting you down, so I don't dare to tell you." Mo Xiaobai held Mo Yao's hand and said very sadly, very sad, "Everyone said that I am the most sad.
I’m afraid of you and Mommy. In fact, you and Mommy are also my favorites. You must think I’m just telling you to coax you. But it’s not. It’s really not. You have to believe me. I’ll tell you when you wake up.
Listen, okay?"
"When you left last time, you said you were afraid that I would be disgusted. I'm not disgusted. Why should I be disgusted? There is someone who has loved me for so many years and has been there for me in everything without forcing me. He has held up the sky and given me everything.
My spacious road, and you didn't give me any guidance on the way. You gave me so much tolerance and love, how could I feel sick? You really misunderstood, but why is it my brother? Why is it my brother...
"Mo Xiaobai also seemed to be in a dilemma that he couldn't extricate himself from, "The person you like so much is your brother..."
"You must think that I am heartless. Yes, I am heartless. I pretend not to understand on purpose. I enjoy your love, but I don't give you anything in return. I let you waste so many years on me. Really
sorry."
"Brother, you must hate me, right? You ignored me after you left Washington. You ignored me. I have been in a bad mood recently because you ignored me. Can you please stop ignoring me? I
I can't stand it. I feel the pain of scratching my heart and lungs all day long. I feel uncomfortable all over. Brother, do you hate me?" Mo Xiaobai complained coquettishly, his big watery eyes showing grievances. "You have someone you like, right?
, you are still living together, you are living with him, I called you, and you actually...Brother, I hate him, I hate him, I have seen the photo, he is a pretty boy, bro, how can you like a pretty boy?
You must not like him."
Mo Xiaobai completely showed his hesitation and willfulness at this moment. Mo Yao was nagging in his ears that he might like Bai Liu. The corner of the doctor's lips twitched and he almost stabbed him with a scalpel...
No matter what he said, Mo Yao didn't seem to react, and he didn't even move a finger. Mo Xiaobai's heart fell completely into darkness. When he thought that Mo Yao was injured like this because of Bai Liu, Mo Xiaobai's small universe became invincible.
The ground was burning, and he grabbed Mo Yao's hand and asked, "What's so good about that pretty boy? What's so good about him? He can't even protect you. Look, you're so hurt when you're with him. Is he okay with me?"
Are you as beautiful as me? Are you as skilled as me? Are you as charming as me? Definitely not. Brother, how come your vision has become worse? I should raise your vision to a higher level. How come your vision has become worse?
"
The doctor thought, because you are a rotten person, this is how he sees it. From the beginning to the end, he felt that the lying man was so pitiful. How could he like such a selfish and willful guy? He was so heartless and terrible.
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It's true that he is German, but his wife is Chinese. In order to pursue his wife, he learned a good Chinese. If you don't speak it, it doesn't mean you don't know it. Is it a benefit to hear such an exciting brotherly love story?
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Mo Xiaobai squeezed Mo Yao's hand and began to tell his secret. Anyway, Mo Yao was unconscious and couldn't hear. The doctor was German and couldn't understand. Mo Xiaobai thought, he wanted to vent. He didn't know and
Mo Yao said something, as if he couldn't wait to tell her feelings for him, so he talked about the last time in Washington, when he looked at Mo Yao's body and felt desire. The doctor's hand shook and he almost didn't solve it with a single blow.
Mo Yao...
"Brother, your body is so beautiful..." Mo Xiaobai was so sad that he actually giggled, "It's really beautiful and sexy, with beautiful muscle lines, straight legs, like a javelin, wide shoulders, and a thin waist.
You have long legs and a pretty face. When I looked at your lips, I wondered what it would be like to kiss them, and they got hard. Hey, actually, this is all my fault, my little cousin. Who asked him to describe your figure to my ears?
, but as soon as you came out of the shower, I started thinking about it, so I went to the bathroom, thinking about you and comforting myself with my hands. Of course, that may be because I haven’t had a woman for a long time..."
The doctor looked at Mo Xiaobai strangely, thinking that there were so many idiots like this in the world.
As Mo Xiaobai spoke, he felt inexplicably sad, his cheek pressed against the back of Mo Yao's hand, "Brother, you must not die, really, you must not die..."
