Chapter 824

Ink?

Xiuqi secretly wrote down the name, took back his hand and stepped back.

"Your intuition is good." Mo Wen didn't mind his rejection, but asked with interest, "look where you were in a hurry just now. Are you going?"

Looking at Mo Wen's harmless smile, Xiuqi knew he couldn't trust the man, but he thought so. He said subconsciously, "I'm going to find the dean."

"Orphanage director?" Mo Wen thought, "if you go so directly, you shouldn't even see his face?"

Xiuqi clenched his fist and said, "he grabbed my important person. I want to save her."

Important people

Mo Wen didn't know who he thought of. His eyes softened, and his fierce killing intention decreased a lot.

"If only I didn't grow up."

Seeing Xiuqi looking at the ground and talking to himself with dim eyes, Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, took out something from his body and threw it in the past..

"Here you are."

Xiuqi quickly caught the dark thing and started to shiver subconsciously with the cold touch.

Staring at the gun lying quietly in his hand, he raised his head strangely.

And Mo Wen has come to teach him to use it.

The soft and pleasant voice made Xiuqi in a trance. He looked at the big hand with distinct joints in ink, and his heart jumped fast uncontrollably.

"Will you?" the hand patted on his shoulder made Xiuqi recover. He raised his eyes and looked at the ink. He saw him go two steps away, "try a shot."

Xiuqi nodded heavily and shot at the tree not far away according to the posture taught by Mo Wen just now.

The recoil of the gun shocked Xiuqi's wrist when he took the gun for the first time, but he didn't react much.

"I'm sure it's all right," Mo Wen said admiringly. "I'll borrow it from you later, if you're still alive."

Before Xiuqi could react, he walked in the direction when Xiuqi came, and didn't even give him a superfluous look.

Looking at the figure of Mo Wen walking farther and farther, Xiuqi opened his eyes and shouted loudly, "thank you, thank you!"

As soon as the voice came out, he was embarrassed again, and his face was hot.

Why did the man who had to kill him become so kind?

Xiuqi doesn't know. He only knows that what he has to do now is to save ah Xin quickly.

"Don't thank me." Mo Wen, who didn't want to walk in front, turned his head and said in a warm voice, "I'm here for my important talents."

Before Xiuqi could react, he looked down at his hands, his smile gradually distorted and ferocious, but his voice was still good, "he slapped blue in the face... How dare he... How dare he?"

Straightening his back, he turned his eyes slightly, and blood gradually appeared on his pale face.

"I dare to escape here. It's really easy for me to find... But I found it."

A slight smile came from his lips, "I'm going to chop off his fingers... One by one, cut off his flesh and blood piece by piece, let him chew it and let him swallow it. Will it taste good?"

The gentle voice said the most cruel words. Xiuqi looked at the man standing in the sun and lost his mind for a moment.

"So you have to refuel." Mo Wen looked over and smiled with a twisted smile on his back. "If he hurt our important people, how can they live well? This is wrong... Wrong."

"... this is wrong, right, wrong." Xiuqi muttered to himself and raised his eyes again. The ink had already disappeared in front of him, but the pistol in his hand was still cold.

……

There is a small villa area between the town and the suburbs of the city, including the private house of president Wu Liang.

At this time, Xiuqi has avoided the sight of the security guard and sneaked into the villa area, hiding in the garden area and staring at Wu Liang's private house.

There are guards around his house. At this time, he is chatting laxly. He is not serious in any way.

"I'm really afraid of death." Xiuqi sneered and approached the private house while the guards were chatting.