After retiring from the engagement, God of War was criticized crazily for him to be soft and hard Chapter 258: The handsome promises each other, and the ugly repays by being a bull and a horse
Chapter 258: The handsome promises each other, and the ugly repays by being a bull and a horse
Zhou Mo showed no signs of panic and asked calmly: "Your enemy?"
Chu Qingwan's eyebrows were cold, and the silver needle quietly slipped to her fingertips: "Why isn't it yours?"
Zhou Mo said: "Although I have made many enemies, no one dares to attack me in broad daylight in a busy city."
Chu Qingwan's mind was slightly disturbed, and from the corner of her eyes she caught the seriousness in his eyes, which was completely different from the usually playful and relaxed person.
Before she could take a closer look, all the men in black moved, their cold weapons glowing coldly in the sunlight, and their sharp blades were as powerful as breaking bamboo.
Chu Qingwan took a step back, and several guards armed with long swords stepped forward and blocked the first attack of the man in black.
Their numbers were small, but their moves were fast and ruthless, and they were aimed at vital points, which did not allow the large number of men in black to gain any advantage.
Zhou Mo, who originally planned to take action, put his hands behind his back, squinted at the battle situation, and asked leisurely: "Are these your people or King Qi's people?"
Chu Qingwan didn't answer.
Zhou Mo looked at her tense face and said with a smile: "These men in black are obviously no match for them. Qingwan, why are you nervous?"
Chu Qingwan still didn't answer.
It wasn't that she was nervous or that she didn't want to talk to Zhou Mo, but she was thinking.
The arrow just wanted to hit her head. During the fight, the man in black frequently tried to break through the obstacles and swung his knife at her. This was enough to show that they were aiming at her.
But, who wants her life?
Before leaving Kyoto, she made all arrangements. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she accompanied Mo Jingyu secretly. Who knew the news of her arrival and did not hesitate to kill her?
Before he could think about the outcome, a man in black temporarily dodged the entanglement of the guards, and slashed at Chu Qingwan with a blood-stained long knife dipped in golden light.
The distance was too close and it was too late to dodge. She turned slightly sideways and stabbed his neck with the silver needle in her hand without hesitation.
Only halfway through the movement, he saw a folding fan flying past his eyes.
The next moment, I saw the man in black's eyes bulging out, a mist of blood spurting out from his neck, and he fell straight to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.
The folding fan turned around and returned to Zhou Mo's hand as if it recognized its owner, without a drop of blood on it.
He slapped the tip of his nose in disgust at the bloody smell, and said nonchalantly: "Qingwan, I saved your life."
Complexity flashed across Chu Qingwan's eyes: "If you don't kill him, nothing will happen to me."
Zhou Mo said strangely: "Why, do you think I shouldn't kill him?"
After asking, Chu Qingwan didn't wait for an answer, and then said to himself: "That's right, doctors are benevolent, and it is their bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. How could they want to see people killed?"
I don't know if it was Chu Qingwan's misunderstanding, but she could hear self-deprecation and unwillingness in these words, as well as some indescribable nostalgia.
"Kill me if you don't want to, there's no other way." Zhou Mo shook his head and turned sideways.
Chu Qingwan didn't mean that he shouldn't kill, but she wanted to express that even if he didn't do it, she could kill that person.
Since he had preconceived ideas, she didn't need to explain so much. She just said, "I owe you a favor."
Zhou Mo returned to his usual self and joked: "Isn't this kind of plot usually done with one's body?"
Chu Qingwan said: "The handsome one pledges himself to me, and the ugly one acts like a cow or a horse in return."
Zhou Mo closed his fan and put it against his chin: "I couldn't tell whether you were praising me or hurting me."
Chu Qingwan shrugged.
While the two were chatting, the guards had eliminated all the men in black and two escaped. One of them looked back when he was running away and met Zhou Mo's eyes.
He quickly made a strange gesture, and Zhou Mo's eyes suddenly darkened.