Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Come here tomorrow morning, otherwise I will die with your boss."

After she finished, she glanced aside and looked at the person on the chair, "Should you say hi to them?"

The man lifted his eyelids, too lazy to care about her.

"you--"

The other party seemed to have something to say, but just started, and was cut off by Mo Shangyun.

Don't talk if you don't.

She threw the phone into the pile of debris that had been searched from the man.

But when she walked over to see the smile on the corner of her mouth, she narrowed her eyes, "What's laughing?"

The man raised his head slightly, and blood was arbitrarily impregnated on him. His smile, with endless evil and madness.

"Otherwise, do we all die together?" he said.

Mo Shangyun sneered, "I still want to collect you."

"Then why didn't you kill me now?"

The man looked at her quietly, his expression fluctuating.

Without hesitation, the blood of the dagger was wiped clean, and Mo Shangyun threw the handkerchief onto the man's body, and then put the dagger away.

"Relax, if you really participate in it, you Blackhawks, you can't run any of them." Mo Shangyun said word by word. At the end, the cold tone of the tone was like falling into the ice cellar, and the words were cruel.

But the man smiled, still the kind of evil and evil smile, he asked leisurely: "Mo Er, you so hope I did not participate?"

Mo Shangyun's eyes were cold, and his eyes swept across him, a little bit, from head to toe, the scrutiny of his eyes, as if thinking about where he could stay on his body.

Examining him is like examining a piece of meat.

Halfway, her eyes fell on his left hand, which had never been bloodied.

The man seemed to have seen through her mind, not panicking and uneasy, as if the body was just a shell, she could do whatever she wanted.

Finally, Mo Shangjun took his gaze back.

She didn't see him start with her own eyes, just wanted to verify, there was no wish to say.

The two leaders of Blackhawk, if she remembered correctly, she had seen the woman.

Three years ago, in July, in the jungle.

So she kept thinking about what position the man was in front of him and what role he played in that matter.

She will know all this.

silence.

This dark room was full of dust, decay, and damp smell.

Outside the window, I don’t know when it began to rain. It was a heavy rain at first. It crackled on the roof tiles. The house in disrepair, even the most basic rain, could not be blocked. Soon the house was ticking. It started to leak. It was still small at first, but immediately became a column of water, which wetted the ground.

There was a water column about two centimeters from the right side of the man's chair. The water fell to the ground, stained with the blood dripping from his right hand and left foot, and the color of the blood became much darker at once.

Mo Shangyun looked at it for a while, then walked over, stepped on the left chair, and pushed the person directly under the water column.

The water column fell from the top of the man's head, just dried a little hair, and then got wet again.

This time it was worse than the previous bottle of mineral water.

"..." The man fell silent, then raised his head, and let the rain wash his cheeks. He looked at Mo Shangyun sideways, "You must be like this?"

"I'm happy."

Mo Shangjun threw three words coldly.

"Don't you ask me what to order?" the man asked again.

"You should ask all questions." Mo Shangyun looked at him condescendingly.

She dug the pit this time and let him jump in, just for Yan Tianxing.

Because he voluntarily jumped into the pit, she only paid off this debt, and others will wait until later.

As for the previous grievances and complaints, she will naturally find a way to figure it out, but he has nothing to do with her now.

And she did not believe that he would talk to her about the matter.

The man smiled, his expression calm and calm, he said: "You will not regret me now, you will regret it."

Mo Shangyun ignored him.

Turned around, going downstairs.

"Moer."

He called her.

Mo Shangyun's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned sideways, looking at him in embarrassment.

"If it's okay in the future, don't leave the comfort zone of your troops." He raised his eyelids with a slightly sarcastic and relaxed expression. He said, "You are stared at by many people."

"Are you one?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"Count."

"Are you strong?"

"Okay." The man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mo Shangyun tilted his head, his eyebrows were cold, and his tone was relaxed. "Then you are very troublesome, first reflect on how it will appear here."

The words fell, and Mo Shangyun turned and walked away.

How would it appear here?

It's not because of him that she can't die in the hands of others.

She also expected that even if he knew it was a pit, he would not let people keep up.

There is no fear.

can--

His eyes locked on the figure walking slowly downstairs.

What she will encounter in the future will not be so easy and simple.

This is just the beginning.

*

Mo Shangyun finished his revenge, and threw him upstairs, and he never took care of him again.

Only two people were found guarding him upstairs, and they explained that when he was a dead person, they were not allowed to do any communication with him, and he was careful to pay attention to any of his actions.

What she can do, he can do, so she has to guard.

When she came to the first floor, Si Sheng had beaten the four into pig heads, and they all looked the same. Moreover, the eyes are covered, the mouth is blocked, and the ears are plugged with earplugs. It can be said that the five senses are lost, and no one can play tricks everywhere.

"That's it?"

Si Sheng stood at the door of the living room, looking at the ink on the way down, but a pair of sunglasses had not been removed.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun shrugged and returned her dagger and pistol.

Si Sheng took it by the way.

"Catching him in the future may not be that simple," Si Sheng reminded.

Although this scam has a certain amount of technical content, people cannot jump into the pit again and again.

Mo Shangyun should also know.

"I know." Mo Shangyun said calmly.

Next time, let's talk about it next time.

She has done all the things she has to do this time.

If you really find him and kill him, things will end in this way, and she won't toss for so long.

"Change clothes?"

Si Sheng's eyes moved down and fell on her two long legs, with a smile on her face.

"it is good."

Mo Shangyun nodded, Quan Dang didn't feel the sight under her sunglasses, and turned to change clothes with her.

Five minutes later, the two people who changed their clothes returned to the living room on the first floor.

The two of the four in the living room handed them a plate of cut apples.

"How do people plan to deal with it?" Si Sheng asked, taking the plate of apples.

This posture is not at all like a robber at night, but it is completely regarded as a family.

Mo Shangyun slandered in his heart, but he took an apple honestly.

"Did something come out?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"Just said that it was for trading, selling some arms or something." A man behind Si Sheng answered.

"Oh, this crime is not small." Mo Shangyun said, "Send it to the police station."

Recently, the police station has been lively enough, and the gangs have sent them over there without the nationality of the East, but they are familiar with each other once in a while.

Anyway, as far as Mo Shangyun knows, the people who have been sent in have not been released yet, and their masters and sons are too embarrassed, tried hard, and dared not take them back with great effort.

"Row."

Si Sheng nodded slightly.

After she finished speaking, she ticked her finger at someone around her, "Then we will write a letter to the police station."

The man came up immediately.

Si Sheng said a few words, the man nodded immediately and walked away with a smile on his face.

Soon, Mo Shangjun saw a letter written by the man with his left hand twisted and twisted, introducing the unknown way of this group of people with the literary talents of the elementary school students, and clarified their transaction with a group of people who lived temporarily in Ancheng. At the same time, they named the weapons they exchanged and the money they received, and finally very enthusiastically reminded the police uncle to investigate the whereabouts of the gang.

——Why did the police investigate? It was because An Yi had lost people.

However, they subsequently made up for the location of An Yi and Liao, and asked the police to investigate this area.

Final payment: Enthusiastic people.

Mo Shangyun gave the person who wrote this letter an award-winning look, but the other party smiled shyly, a sense of modesty of "this kind of genius, not worth mentioning" came out.

Mo Shangyun sighed with admiration.

Sure enough, someone who can be mixed with Si Sheng, even this kind of literary skills is exactly the same, I am afraid that all the language is taught by the same physical education teacher.

What's worse is that this kind of self-confidence and humility from wherever it comes from...it really kills people.