Awei glanced at the empty cloth bag in his hand and shrugged, "Qin Shao, there is no cartridge clip."

"There's another one..." Shi Shaoqin's cold voice came, with the thick blood smell of bloodthirsty.

Mosen's heart suddenly tightened and looked at Shi Shaoqin's eyes, from the usual indifference to horror.

Awei shook the cloth bag, "it's really accurate..." he seemed to whisper.

After all, Qin Shao didn't ask him how many magazines he brought

When a man is bloodthirsty, he still keeps his head calm. I can sweep his empty cloth bag... Tut Tut, pervert!

Of course, awei dare not say this like Jane mo.

"I'll see the shipment..." awei glanced at Mosen and said, "the entrance and exit are closed these days. If the goods don't come out again, the road will be crazy."

As he spoke, he turned and walked to the drug factory.

He was not interested in knowing why Qin Shao left the last gun to Morson. He just knew that if he didn't go now, he might know something he shouldn't know, and he had to find a gun to eat by himself.

"Qin Shao?" Mosen swallowed secretly and looked at Shi Shaoqin in some confusion.

Shi Shaoqin's beautiful handsome face was completely indifferent, and the depths of his long and narrow eyes were even colder.

Morson didn't move. He didn't even dare to think more

"Deliberately annoy me, and even let people shout Mo'er..." Shi Shaoqin's voice slowly spilled over his beautiful lips, "Mosen, you really guessed my mind thoroughly."

Mosen swallowed, "Qin Shao... What do you mean?" his breath couldn't help being confused, "I... I don't understand..."

"Don't understand?" Shi Shaoqin sneered. "After going out, step back in the direction where Mo'er will come... Apply lubricant on the escalator. As long as she is nervous and touches it carelessly, she can't catch it."

Shi Shaoqin's voice became colder and colder as he spoke.

"If I can't help it, it's the best..." Shi Shaoqin sneered. "If I can't help it, you've been with me for so many years, there will always be a way for me to do it, won't you?"

"Qin Shao, how could it?" Morson was shocked. "Jane Mo was an accident that night. What's the meaning of the lubricant on the escalator?"

Shi Shaoqin sniffed coldly and was too lazy to argue with Mosen.

"Moreover, what good is it for me to let Jane Mo fall down the stairs?" Mosen said hurriedly, his eyes just across those who are still struggling on the edge of death. "Do Qin Shao think I am Luo Songxian?"

"You are not!" Shi Shaoqin said faintly.

"Then why?" Morson began to breathe heavily.

Shi Shaoqin's eyes were bright and cold, "I'll ask you..."

The words fell, and Shi Shaoqin's gun barrel had touched Mosen's forehead.

The cold touch was full of the breath of death, and the pressure from Shi Shaoqin made Mosen swallow.

"Qin Shao..."

"I've been thinking these days," Shi Shaoqin's indifferent voice came again. "You're not his man. Why do you still come to me when you know my taboo that day?"

Morson's breathing had become dignified.

"How did you annoy me that night?" Shi Shaoqin suddenly said softly.

Mosen's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, "yes, Gu Beichen said?"

When he said this, there was obvious fear... Even anger in his voice.

Shi Shaoqin frowned invisibly. "He already knew what you thought of me?"

Morson secretly gritted his teeth and dug his own grave, which made him lose his calmness even more.

"It seems... That's the answer."

Shi Shaoqin's eyes suddenly sank. Looking at Mosen, he felt completely dirty!

"Bang" across... The world, all at this moment static.

Morson didn't die. At least, he won't die on the spot

The pain eroded his nerves a little. At the last moment, he was looking at Shi Shaoqin's beautiful face.

"It's good to die in your hands..." Mosen finally smiled. "It's also good."

Shi shaoqinjun's face was immediately covered with haze.

"It's a pity... I didn't let Jane... Jane mo... Die... You, you were... Um..."

What else did Morson want to say? J didn't know where he came out and stepped on him.

"It's all you..." J yelled angrily. "If it weren't for you, Jane Mo's child wouldn't die, and she wouldn't hate us so much, hum!"

Mosen's pupils began to relax, and a relieved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth

If it weren't for J's foot, he would have to go through a period of torture... But now he doesn't have to.

However, what Mosen didn't think of at the moment was that if it wasn't for J's foot, his words about Shi Shaoqin's possessiveness would have a shadow on Shi Shaoqin.

Maybe this is the way things are

Reincarnation always has a point, good and bad... All start and end here.

In the bloody ink palace, the air was filled with blood, which shrouded everyone in the dark.

At the same time, in the detention center of Interpol branch, a group of men who haven't had meat for a long time surround Luo Songxian

Obscene words are disgusting. After all, although the body is still strong, it is old after all.

But for these people, it's always a good thing to have fun.

I'm afraid Luo Songxian never thought that he would become the people he once oppressed, or even worse.

Gu Beichen is not a soft hearted person. Besides, because Luo Songxian and Xiao Yan left him and Jian mo.

He will let Luo Songxian also thoroughly understand how luxurious it is to die

It was midnight when the private jet arrived in Los Angeles.

Because it's winter and night... The air is mixed with cold and piercing breath.

"Chen Shao..." Xiao Jing got on the plane, "ready, madam Shao can go."

"I'll go by myself..."

Jian Mo saw Gu Beichen coming to hold her, she said softly.

"I'm uncomfortable on the plane. I haven't been brave for so long, huh?" Gu Beichen looked at her with eagle eyes.

Jane murmured her lower lip and nodded.

Gu Beichen holds Jian Mo up. Xiao Jing has taken the cashmere blanket and covered her.

The car was parked next to the plane. It was a spacious business car with the heating on all the time.

Covered with a blanket, it was just the neutral position of going down the stairs. Jane Mo shrank subconsciously because of the cold wind

Gu Beichen's steps quickened, and his cold face was a little strained.

"I'm fine, but I'm not used to it..." Jane Mo felt the man's remorse and said softly.

"HMM." Gu Beichen answered. When the door was closed, he adjusted the car seat to a comfortable arc.

Car, go straight to the mid level villa

Jane Mo cheated her head and looked out of the window. The familiar night scene was full of melancholy. It was like leaving for a long time... It was longer than that four and a half years.

"Do you want to have a rest?" Gu Beichen asked softly.

Jane Mo shook her head. "It's uncomfortable to sleep here. Go back to sleep later."

Gu Beichen nodded.

"Ah Chen..."

"Hmm?" Gu Beichen asked softly.

Jane moo smiled at the corner of her mouth. In her voice, there was uncontrollable caution, "can we connect the milk bag back to us?"