Chapter 256

"Don't move!" Sike stared at Mo Wen in horror. The flames had surrounded him in the middle and jumped to form a flame protective net.

Noticing that Sike's hand had raised the gun, Mo Wen flashed forward with his eyes slightly narrowed, directly ignored the flame and held Sike's muzzle.

The sleeve made a "hissing" sound when burning, and his skin and flesh also appeared dark when burning. As if he couldn't feel the pain at all, Mo Wen, expressionless, crushed the gun in Sike's hand, and stabbed a dagger into his abdomen.

With the sound of flesh and blood breaking, the flame around Sike suddenly extinguished. He knelt down powerlessly and vomited a mouthful of blood. The whole person curled up together because of pain.

At this time, Zhang Limin, who was already crazy, rushed down and attacked Mo Wen. Unfortunately, Mo Wen didn't want to deal with him now. He clasped his shoulder with his backhand and twisted his arms without hesitation.

His strong arm was twisted into a twist and hung weakly on Zhang Limin's side. He screamed and almost fainted.

"As I said, wait a minute."

He stepped over Zhang Limin from a commanding position. Mo Wen looked around like a fierce beast and continued to solve other guards.

At this time, most of the other guards were stunned and sat down on the ground as soon as their legs were soft. Some responded. Unfortunately, they were cut off by ink with a dagger before raising their gun or using their powers.

As long as it was no accident, he was used to taking people's lives directly.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen solved all the guards present. He stood between the bodies covered with blood, like the God of death walking out of hell. He was so cold that he was lifeless.

It was quiet and strange around. In addition to the roaring cold wind, Zhang Limin, who witnessed all this, could only hear his heavy breathing.

His face was covered with cold sweat, his eyes widened, and he stared at the figure of ink in horror.

This evil spirit... Who is it?! This strength is not what he can imagine!

"Yo Yo, what's the matter?"

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, breaking the calm and making a hearty laugh at the same time.

"Help me!" Zhang Limin looked at people with round eyes. When he found that he was a sunny and handsome young man, he subconsciously asked for help.

"Eh?" drunk night didn't know why he blinked. He glanced at the bloody bodies around Mo Wen, happily squatted down and looked at Zhang Limin, "what did you just say? I didn't hear the wind."

"Save me!" Zhang Limin shouted in pain, regardless of who he was and why he appeared here. His vocal cords were almost cracked by him.

At this time, Mo Wen was standing behind Zhang Limin and watching him dying. At the same time, he pulled off his charred sleeve and threw it on the ground.

Some of his sleeves had been burned into the flesh, and he pulled them with a large amount of flesh and blood, and a little blood beads came out of the wound that had just stopped the blood.

"HMM... how do you want me to save you?" he asked with a smile, staring at Zhang Limin's twisted face with interest.

At this time, Zhang Limin, who was desperate, could only grasp the last straw of drunkenness. He completely ignored his vigilance and shouted, "help me find Lord Xu!"

His voice was desperate and shrill, and the roar almost exhausted his whole strength.

"Xu Jielin? Do you think you can live to that time?"

Drunk night smiled viciously. He looked at Zhang Limin with satisfaction. The hope at the bottom of his eyes first turned into surprise and then despair. He clapped his hands and stood up to heal Mo Wen's arm.

"Boss, I think if you weren't a power... You might have been disabled."

Looking at the shocking scars on Mo Wen's arm, he couldn't help smacking his tongue when he was drunk all night.

Doesn't Mervyn feel any pain?

Unexpectedly, drunken night was a man of ink. The color of hope just lit up in Zhang Limin's eyes dissipated helplessly.

Mo Wen didn't respond to this remark. He looked down at Zhang Limin with a faint side eye and said coldly, "tell me, where is Ye Shu?"

Listening to Mo Wen mention Ye Shu again, Zhang Limin's cracked lips can't help wriggling.

Ye Shu

Thinking of the woman who always had a gentle smile on her face, Zhang Limin only felt that his flustered heart seemed to calm down.

Ye Shu is in their north, symbolizing hope.

She is kind, gentle and fair, just like the embodiment of all positive images.

"I don't know." Zhang Limin whispered, his eyes firm for a moment.

"Don't say?" Mo Wen, whose arm had been cured, squatted down, pressed Zhang Limin's head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Other people may not know where ye Shu is, but Zhang Limin and their escort captains definitely know. Otherwise, if Wan Yiye Shu is in any danger, where will they protect her.

"Hey, boss, you can't ask anything like this." Zui Wuyi squatted down and pulled Zhang Limin's collar, raised his eyes and pointed at the back of Mo Wen, "give it to me, boss. You can solve the poor egg who missed the net first."

Scotton, who was climbing out according to the wound, gave a meal, and then climbed out in more fear.

"Hurry up." unexpectedly, Sike was still hanging a breath. Mo Wen stood up impatiently and walked slowly in the direction of Sike.

"Don't worry, boss, I can guarantee that I can let him take us." Zui Wuyi vowed, then excitedly placed Zhang Limin on his back, took out the dagger and made two gestures in his abdomen. It looked like a medical student preparing to dissect a rabbit.

"Don't worry, I'll try my best to make your heart jump." Zhang Limin was dazzled by the sunny smile.

How could he show such a smile at this time?!

Unable to use normal people's thoughts to figure out the idea of drunk night, Zhang Limin only felt a drop of cold sweat falling from his forehead. He stared at the dagger in drunk night's hand and felt his heart shrink suddenly.

The cold dagger stuck under his lifted clothes, making him goose bumps all over his body.

At this time, a sudden change occurred. Sike, who was running away, suddenly turned over and sat up. It seemed that he was forced into a desperate situation and decided to make the last fight.

"You'll die!" he shouted desperately and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Mo Wen raised his hand carelessly and pointed at Sike, and Sike also resolutely pulled up a flame. He exposed his blood stained teeth and attacked Mo Wen ferociously.

The fire tongue of the whole body flapped and jumped at the chest of ink in an instant.