Fang Jiaqi pulled Suzaku's hand and signaled her to stop talking. She didn't want to offend Mo Yao, so she whispered in Suzaku's ear, "Let's go."
Suzaku is the old man of the First Terrorist Organization. Except for those few people in the First Terrorist Organization, no one treats her with respect. No matter outside or inside, she has a little prestige. It is not an exaggeration to say that she can make all the difference.
, being so despised in his own territory, and having been in a state of unrest for the past few days because of the Wushuang incident, the number one terrorist organization, Suzaku had long been worried, "Afraid of what he will do!"
She looked at Mo Yao, "You are the Godfather of the Mafia, yes. This is London, not your territory, and you are not from the No. 1 terrorist organization. At best, you are just our guest. We are talking about things, no matter what.
What to say, it’s not your turn to tell me what to say.”
Fang Jiaqi became more and more embarrassed, trying to persuade her not to leave. Mo Yao smiled coldly, "A guest? Are you the master?"
Suzaku sneered and said, "Whether she is the master or not, it is not your turn to deal with the affairs of our number one terrorist organization. We have had enough of the trouble caused by Mo Wushuang. She is your sister. You should also talk about her and stop pestering her."
Looking at Nan Feng...ah..."
Before Suzaku finished speaking, Mo Yao's figure moved ghostly. The hands that were originally folded behind her back suddenly moved and pinched Suzaku's neck. She screamed. Mo Yao's speed could not be compared to that of Suzaku. She was so arrogant that she could suppress him.
Mo Yao was so arrogant that he didn't expect that he would suddenly take action. Her neck was strangled and she had difficulty breathing. He suddenly stretched out his legs to kick Mo Yao. Mo Yao grabbed her knee with his other hand and twisted it hard...
"Ah..." Suzaku screamed, and the sound of broken bones reached everyone's ears clearly. Fang Jiaqi was shocked and begged Mo Yao to let go. Suzaku was so painful that she was unconscious, her face was pale, and there was no blood at all. Her right leg
Mo Yao's knees were crushed alive by Mo Yao. The method was very cruel and cruel. Fang Jiaqi broke out in a cold sweat and almost cried. She had no choice but to take out a gun. Mo Yao moved faster than her, and the silver gun shot out.
He fired a shot without blinking. The bullet grazed Fang Jiaqi's right arm, scratched her white robe, and shocked Fang Jiaqi.
No. 1 shooting was fired on the territory of a terrorist organization in history.
Except for their own people, no one has ever dared to be so brazen on their territory. They repeatedly broke the leg of a leader and even shot their wife-to-be. Only then in the atrium, the sound of gunshots became particularly obvious, and everyone was stunned.
Living.
The people in the underground laboratory couldn't hear it, but the people in the above-ground laboratory heard it. They stopped moving their hands and looked at each other in shock.
"what happened?"
"It's not the London police who are coming, is it?"
"How is that possible? Someone's gun may have gone off."
They would rather believe that the firearm misfired than believe who dared to shoot here.
Chu Chu was very surprised by Xiaobai and Gui Mian in the ward. Mo Xiaobai asked Gui Mian to stay. He and Chu Chu hurried out. When they arrived, Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu and Zhou Muhan were all there, and some researchers were standing next to them.
, there were also some top killers, intelligence agents, and everyone who was at the headquarters at this time, all came over, but no one dared to point a gun at Mo Yao.
The whole place was silent!
Chu Chu and Mo Xiaobai were also very surprised. Mo Yao pinched Zhuque's neck. He was much higher than Zhuque. He raised his hand to lift Zhuque off the ground. He held it in his hand and pointed the gun at the other hand.
Written by Fang Jiaqi.
The man's face was expressionless, and Suzaku's face was pale, and it was obvious that he was about to faint.
Fang Jiaqi covered her arm. Mo Yao's shooting skills were very accurate. The bullet tore through her white robe, but did not cause any harm to her. It was almost scorching red, but there was no blood...
Mo Xiaobai squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Muhan. Zhou Muhan's face was indifferent and his mood fluctuated little. Qinglong, Baihu and Xuanwu had the best relationship with Suzaku. They didn't know what to do at this moment.
Mo Yao asked Suzaku calmly, "I want to see if you choose a way to die. I will kill you today. Who dares to say a word?"
There was only his indifferent voice in the audience, which filled the hearts of everyone present like a cold wind.
He looked as if he really wanted to kill Suzaku.
Mo Yao was absolutely right. Even if he killed Suzaku, who would dare to say a word that Ye Wei and Eleven's prestige in staying in the First Terrorist Organization would still be there. The leader of the First Terrorist Organization retired at the age of 35. But
The rest are not, they are indeed researchers and internal intelligence agents. These people who stay at the headquarters are all veterans. The older the researchers are, the more valuable they are. The killers and new agents are new. However, there are still a large number of old people in the first terrorist organization. They speak louder than
The newcomer has weight. Mo Yao is the son of Shi Yi. He killed a person from the No. 1 terrorist organization. Who dares to say a word?
No one dared to respond, so Zhou Muhan said symbolically, "Mo Yao, forget it. It's her fault that Suzaku offended you with her words. You've lost your legs and taught you a lesson. Just spare his life."
Fang Jiaqi also said, "Mr. Mo, please be kind and let Suzaku go, she is almost out of breath."
Mo Xiaobai whistled and clapped, "Boss, I've known you for so many years, and you look the most handsome today."
Everyone, "..."
Kaka arrived late. When he saw this situation, he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Fang Jiaqi didn't know how to explain to Kaka. Mo Yao couldn't explain anything, so she could only grab Kaka's arm and said, "Nan Feng, please save her?"
Kaka looked at Mo Yao and said, "Mo Yao, let her go."
Mo Yao snorted coldly, and suddenly heard a burst of laughter. Wushuang's smiling voice drifted over, adding a bit of charm amidst the tension, "Boss, what are you doing? You don't mind being dirty."
Mo Wushuang and Mo Xiaobai were definitely born and trained by the same mother, so their words were like this with an air of cruelty that would make them angry. Guimian supported Wushuang, and she leaned against Guimian lazily.
This scene is very boring.
Mo Yao snorted again and threw Suzaku out casually. Fang Jiaqi helped Zhuque up with tears in her eyes. She had fallen into a coma. She quickly asked Xuanwu to carry her to the ward and asked several orthopedic experts to come with her for consultation.
Mo Xiaobai smiled and ran over to hold Mo Yao's hand, and pretended to pat it a few times. Her sister said it was dirty.
Zhou Muhan winked, and the others dispersed, including Qinglong, Baihu and others. Mo Yao was right. Indeed, no one dared to say anything. Even if they dared to say, they would not dare to say it now, nor would they.
Dare to say it clearly.
Wushuang yawned, her delicate pink lips curled up, "Brother Mo, you don't have to be so big, right?"
Zhou Muhan stretched out his hand, and Chu Chu put her little hand in Zhou Muhan's hand.
Kaka looked at Wushuang.
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Today I returned to Shanghai from Suzhou and I haven’t saved any manuscripts. I just wrote this one, so don’t rush me. I will try my best to update it in time. Of course, it is 100% impossible to update it on time today.
