...Are you reluctant to let go? You must be reluctant to let go!
"No, Mo Xuan, don't shoot. Mr. Feng has been looking for you these past few years. He has been... hmm!~~~~" Lei Fan has been drifting away for five years. The only trouble he has in finding Mo Xuan is because he cares about Mo Xuan.
Xuan's Feng Yuchen knew, how could he watch Feng Yuchen die under Mo Xuan's gun?
Unfortunately, as soon as Lei Fan opened his mouth, someone kicked him hard on the head and he fainted.
Wang Wei's expression tightened. He looked at Mo Xuan and then at Feng Yuchen. Thinking of the pair of treasures held in the hands of the old man, he sighed secretly. It seemed that things were more complicated than he thought.
Mo Xuan didn't hear what Li Dongyan said, and Mo Xuan didn't hear what Lei Fan said.
Mo Xuan was staring at the pistol in her hand, her mind filled with data, and the beating data flowed through her mind like running water.
Pistol model: l1938-1, caliber: 9.9mm, total length: 298mm, net weight: 1002g, ammunition capacity: 5 rounds!~~~~~
This pistol was cherished like a royal family's crown in the camp where they were originally trained. Chen Li held the most exalted position in the headquarters. People in the entire camp worshiped this pistol as a god.
It is said that this pistol was the first pistol built by the old man when he started his business.
Only three pistols with special markings were made. The first one was kept by the old man himself, the second one was listed in the old man's arsenal, and the third one was placed in the camp. The soldiers participating in training had to face this pistol every day.
Determine the province in the morning and evening,
A year ago, there was a thief in the old man's camp, and the pistol disappeared without anyone noticing.
Why is this gun here?
After that incident, the old man talked about it for a long time, always thinking about chopping up the gun thief!
However, that incident happened very strangely, without anyone noticing, and without any clues.
The pistol that the old man cherished was now in Mo Xuan's hands. Even thinking about Li Jinyu and Li Xinchu, Mo Xuan was very excited and surprised.
She was thinking about how to take the pistol away and bring it to the old man, as a way of repaying the old man for taking care of her and the children over the past few years.
"Mo Mo, do this! Just hold it down gently, and your great revenge will be avenged." Seeing that Mo Xuan had not moved for a long time, Li Dongyan slowly took Mo Xuan's hand, asked her to hold the handle of the gun tightly, and held it
She slowly raised her hand and faced Feng Yuchen.
The muzzle of the gun slowly rose, and when it faced Feng Yuchen, Mo Xuan was excited and let go of her hand, but with Li Dongyan holding her, the gun did not release itself.
Mo Xuan took hold of Mo Xuan's hand, and Li Dongyan was a little unhappy. He thought Mo Xuan was still thinking about his old relationship. In order to help Mo Xuan make up his mind, he leaned close to Mo Xuan's ear, smiled and said in a low voice: "Mo Mo doesn't want to avenge Xiao Yu anymore."
Really? Xiaoyu died so miserably~~~~~"
Li Dongyan's voice was very low, but the distance was so close that every word was clearly transmitted to Mo Xuan's ears.
Feng Yuchen felt worried when he saw Mo Xuan's expression changing rapidly.
Mo Xuan's mind was spinning. She had been telling her that her son was still alive for several days, and after getting along with Li Dongyan for a few days, some of Li Dongyan's actions and words had lost credibility.
Therefore, the stimulation caused by Li Dongyan's words only passed by for a moment.
Mo Xuan looked at Feng Yuchen, and looked into Feng Yuchen's eyes seriously, as if she wanted to find the answer from Feng Yuchen's eyes to confirm her worries.