Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 169 A hundred years ago [26] Mo Qing was injured, it was too late
Goblin's low voice came from the phone: "Brother Yuan, where are you? I found him."

"Where are you?"

"Near the Broken Bridge, there is a 'True Delicious Ramen'. I'm outside the second-floor residential building behind the store." Goblin's voice was very soft, trembling slightly, "He's staying on the second floor."

Song Yiyuan looked around, and suddenly saw the signboard lit up in front of him - "It's delicious ramen".

Song Yiyuan glanced at Mo Qing in surprise.

Mo Qing had a look of surprise.

Song Yiyuan: "We'll—"

Before the words finished, Goblin's exclamation came from the phone, and then there was no more sound on the phone.

Song Yiyuan was startled, just as he was about to report to Mo Qing, he saw that Mo Qing had already acted.

Song Yiyuan quickly followed.

……

When Mo Qing rushed to the back door of the store, she immediately saw the broken mobile phone on the ground. She scanned the surroundings vigilantly, but there was no suspicious figure as far as she could see.

Her nostrils fluttered.

After that, he squinted his eyes and raised his gaze, and landed on the second floor of the house in front of him.

Song Yiyuan followed.

"I say you--"

As soon as Song Yiyuan opened his mouth, Mo Qing jumped onto the wall of the yard with his jumping ability beyond ordinary people, and then jumped straight to a window on the second floor.

He quickly raised his head, and saw Mo Qing opened the window with one hand, half of the crumbling window was in her hand, it was removed immediately, and then jumped into the window.

With a hiss, Song Yiyuan felt a pain in his shoulder.

As a gentleman, Song Yiyuan hesitated whether to knock on the door, followed Mo Qing, apologized and paid some money, and Mo Qing had already slipped out of the window.

She lightly jumped in front of Song Yiyuan.

"He changed his clothes." Mo Qing held up two pieces of clothes, one on top of the other.

Song Yiyuan's mouth twitched slightly: "...you don't have to steal his clothes."

Mo Qing threw the clothes into Song Yiyuan's arms.

Song Yiyuan was speechless: "What are you doing to me!"

Mo Qing squinted at him: "Let's go back."

Song Yiyuan: "..." Don't take it out!
Song Yiyuan asked: "What should we do now?"

"Find someone."

Throwing down two words, Mo Qing rushed up to the wall in two or three steps, and then used it as a springboard to jump onto the eaves.

Song Yiyuan really couldn't play this trick of flying over the eaves and walls, he lowered his head and glanced at the clothes in his hand, casually threw it to the door, and then hurriedly chased after Mo Qing.

Smelling a faint scent, Mo Qing traced all the way to an alley a hundred meters away.

"Captain Chi, you really don't remember me?!"

Mo Qing was attracted by a voice.

She jumped onto the eaves, and as soon as she lowered her head, she saw two figures in the alley. The light was very dim, but she could see the general situation clearly. One of them forced the other into a corner.

The man in the corner had a bruised nose and a swollen face with blood on his face. He was holding a wooden stick in his hand and was on guard, but his eyes were like a deer's, staring eagerly at the people approaching him.

The person opposite him had a bare upper body, broad shoulders and narrow waist, smooth muscle lines, white skin, and short jet black hair was still dripping, wet his back and soaked to the waist of his trousers.

The light was too dark, and he was facing Mo Qing sideways, and Mo Qing couldn't see his face clearly.

He approached Goblin step by step.

However, at a certain moment, he noticed the person above, and the moment he raised his head, he threw a throwing knife over.

Mo Qing didn't notice such a small hidden weapon, but when she dodged, she saw the man's face clearly, so she froze for a moment, and she didn't react until the flying knife sank into her shoulder.

"Mo Qing!"

Goblin saw this scene in his eyes, and he didn't care who the person in front of him was, so he raised his stick and threw it at him.

But, the mayfly shakes the big tree.

As soon as the man raised his hand, he overturned his wooden stick, along with his people.

The force was so great that Goblin flew into the air and hit his back against the wall.

At the same time, Mo Qing pulled away the throwing knife that was halfway into his shoulder, jumped down, and blocked the way of the person who was about to leave.

The man looked at Mo Qing coldly, his eyes were pitch black, his face was expressionless, without any emotional fluctuations, under the faint moonlight, every line of his face was coated with a layer of coldness.

"Get out of the way." The man said.

The voice is quiet and the tone is cold.

Mo Qing held the throwing knife, looked at him, but didn't move, only said: "Jing Shi."

A look of confusion flashed in the man's eyes.

In the next moment, without delaying for a second, he shot at Mo Qing directly.

Mo Qing responded with a few tricks, and the wound on his shoulder was involved, which hurt a little, but he never made a ruthless move.

After the man hit her injured shoulder with a palm, Mo Qing pushed back, and when he looked up again, he saw the back of the man running out of the alley.

"Who are you!"

Song Yiyuan's voice came from the alley.

Mo Qing hissed, and quickly chased after the alley, but what he could see was Song Yiyuan who had been thrown away heavily.

Mo Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yiyuan's shoulder to prevent Song Yiyuan from being overwhelmed by the embarrassment.

At this moment, Goblin also limped after him.

Song Yiyuan glanced around and immediately understood: "Is it him?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing let go of his shoulders, and directly attacked the person in the direction he was walking.

Song Yiyuan caught a glimpse of red from the corner of his eye, realized something, and shouted, "Hey, you have an injury on your shoulder!"

"fine."

When Mo Qing dropped these two words, he had already run away.

Song Yiyuan took a breath.

Turning his head, he saw that the limping Goblin was trying to move forward.

Song Yiyuan was shocked and said, "Where do you want to go?"

Goblin glanced forward: "Chasing people."

Song Yiyuan's head was in pain: "Don't worry about it, just like you, can you catch up with them?"

"That man is Captain Chi." Goblin exhaled, tilted his head slightly, looked at Song Yiyuan, and added, "I seem to know Mo Qing too."

Song Yiyuan was startled.

Afterwards, he sighed, raised his hand to grab Goblin's arm, and held Goblin's shoulder: "Let's go."

*
The wind whizzed past his ears, and there were bursts of tingling pain on his shoulders. Mo Qing shuttled back and forth in the alley, catching the figure of the man in his sight, but he lost his target for a moment.

She took a breath, her mind a little confused.

But soon, she suppressed all her thoughts.

When she caught something out of the corner of her eye, she stepped up to keep up.

This time, she followed that figure all the way to the Broken Bridge.

When he noticed the broken bridge, Mo Qing's first thought was the wooden house in the bridge hole, but when he thought that Jiang Ke and Yin Lin were both in the hotel, there was a high probability that they would not come here, and his thoughts flashed by.

Can--

Afraid of what to come.

She heard the sound of "boom" collapsing from the direction of the bridge hole.

With a fixed expression, she turned and went to the bridge hole.

As she got closer, she found a mass of flames lit up under the bridge hole, which grew bigger and bigger. In an instant, the flames rose with the wind and jumped higher and higher, almost burning to the broken bridge.

Taking a closer look, the wooden house in the bridge hole has collapsed, and the wooden building can be burned clean with a fire.

A figure came out from the firelight, behind him was a burning flame, and against the light, his figure gradually became clear from a black mass.

It's Jiang Ke.

Mo Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Mo's figure flitted across the broken bridge, he jumped down, jumped over the flames, and came straight to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke stopped.

Mo Qing subconsciously raised the throwing knife in his hand, aiming at the strong and agile figure.

However, what happened next was far beyond their imagination.

The man bent his knees, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Jiang."

The fire broke the wooden plank, and there was a loud creaking sound, but Mo Qing could clearly hear the man's voice.

She walked over quickly.

Facing this man with extraordinary skills and a mysterious background, Jiang Ke frowned. He looked down at this man for a while, and finally asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I."

The man looked up.

The light of the fire shone on his face, and climbed up to the fiery dots. Flames danced in his calm and bright black eyes, but his expression was clearly perplexed.

After a long time, he said, "I don't know."

Encountered a neuropathy in the middle of the night.

Jiang Ke thought to himself.

He said, "Get up."

"Yes."

The man nodded and responded with a very respectful sentence.

However, at the moment when he got up, he suddenly saw the woman coming from behind Jiang Ke, vigilance and defense appeared in his eyes, and in an instant, he had already taken out another throwing knife.

Jiang Ke suddenly realized something, looked back, and was immediately attracted by Mo Qing's blood-stained shoulder.

Jiang Ke hurried over: "What's going on?"

"It's okay." Mo Qing didn't care about the injury on his shoulder, just looked at the man and asked, "Do you know him?"

The man stood quietly without speaking, his eyes drifted away from the two of them, as if he was judging whether Mo Qing was a threat to Jiang Ke.

"He hurt you?" Jiang Ke's eyes turned cold, and then he thought of something again, "Is he the second person?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing nodded slightly.

One word answers two questions.

Jiang Ke's heart sank, and then, he turned his head to look at that person with a cold look in his eyes: "What did you call me?"

"Mr. Jiang."

"What is my name?"

"Jiang Yan."

The man answered all questions.

Jiang Yan.

It was Jiang Yan again.

Jiang Ke's expression froze.

"He is Jiang Yan's bodyguard, Jing Shi. However," Mo Qing paused, "he is probably the same person as Chi Shi, the former captain of the second team."

"Alive?" Jiang Ke frowned.

"Obviously," Mo Qing rolled his eyelids and looked at the person opposite, "he's not dead."

After a hundred years, the three met again.

Still the same age and appearance as before.

However, people are not the same people as before, and the mysteries on their bodies are getting bigger and bigger.

"Go first."

Jiang Ke had no intention of deciphering these mysteries, and grabbed Mo Qing's arm, intending to take someone to treat the wound.

Mo Qing did not move.

Jiang Ke paused, frowned, and said to the man: "You follow."

"Yes."

The man nodded and obeyed.

Like a robot.

"Can you go?" Jiang Ke looked sideways at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing: "Yes."

"Once you encounter something related to him, don't you even care about your own life?" Jiang Ke himself didn't realize how sour his tone was, "I don't want the precious blood anymore?"

"You reminded me." Mo Qing said suddenly, "Collect my blood later."

"..."

Jiang Ke choked.

Mo Qing said, "It's quite expensive."

"..."

Jiang Ke didn't answer.

Don't want to talk to her at all.

Encountering Jiang Yan's matter, you've got a hole in your head, right?

"You are here!"

Song Yiyuan, who was supporting Goblin, finally arrived, and just as he greeted Mo Qing and Jiang Ke, he saw the little tail attached to his back.

He was startled.

——what's the matter?
He and Goblin looked at each other with doubts in their expressions.

"Go back." Mo Qing said, then turned to look at Jiang Ke, "Take off your coat and give it to me."

Jiang Ke was startled.

Song Yiyuan answered quickly: "I have."

Goblin bumped his arm.

Signal him to be quiet.

Song Yiyuan was still a little puzzled.

However, after being gouged out by Jiang Ke, he suddenly understood.

Soon, Jiang Ke took off his coat and put it on Mo Qing's shoulders, covering her blood-stained shoulders.

Song Yiyuan said: "There is a clinic nearby."

"You take Goblin there." Mo Qing said, "I will deal with my injury myself."

She said to Jiang Ke again: "Go and buy some medicine, by the way-"

After a pause, Mo Qing glanced back, his eyes fixed on the man for a moment: "His situation."

Jiang Ke said, "I'll take you back first."

He didn't bother to care about Jiang Yan's guards.

It looks like an eyesore.

Mo Qing hesitated for a while, then nodded: "OK."

Goblin refused to leave, hesitated for a long time, and whispered: "Mo Qing, he..."

"Amnesia."

Mo Qing answered briefly.

However, even with only three words, Goblin felt relieved.

Alive.

Just live.

*
Although the fire under the bridge hole was not small, no one noticed it in the dead of night.

Song Yiyuan sent Goblin to deal with his injuries.

Mo Qing, Jiang Ke, and a robot-like tail went to the hotel together.

Jiang Ke put the tail in his room, then went to buy medicine and bandages for Mo Qing, and hurried back.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Jiang Ke knocked on the door.

Mo Qing's voice came from inside: "Who?"

Jiang Ke: "Me."

Mo Qing paused: "Let's put the medicine at the door."

Her voice was calm, even a little calm, as if she was enduring pain.

But Jiang Ke couldn't think of any reason, it would take her a while to get the medicine.

Jiang Ke then said, "I'll take my coat by the way."

"..."

Mo Qing suddenly fell silent.

Neither of them moved.

Across a door, Jiang Ke stood quietly, competing with Mo Qing invisibly.

After a long time, there were very light footsteps inside, and then the door was opened.

As the gap in the door widened, a figure appeared in the field of vision, but Jiang Ke suddenly froze in place.

Mo Qing's hair turned white as soon as he wore blue silk, and his face was extremely pale. This scene reminded Jiang Ke of the startling glimpse that night.

A coat was thrown out, stained with blood.

Mo Qing stretched out an arm, asking for the medicine in Jiang Ke's hand.

Jiang Ke gave her the medicine, but blocked the door: "What's going on?"

Mo Qing glanced at him.

After a pause, she didn't drive Jiang Ke away, but turned around and entered the house.

"There's a lot of blood loss, and at the same time, the body reacts faster, but it gets fatigued very quickly."

Mo Qing stepped on the ground with bare feet, and with a calm voice, she walked slowly to a chair, and she sat down.

She frowned: "Close the door."

Jiang Ke entered the door and closed it.

Jiang Ke asked, "It's always been like this?"

Mo Qing said "hmm", "It's always been like this."

"What about the time you were at my house?"

She was at his house, bleeding too much?

"I'm doing an experiment." Mo Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, "I'm not careful, I overfired."

Jiang Ke: "..."

Mo Qing threw the bag in his hand to the ground.

Jiang Ke didn't know why.

"Is it possible to have some good eyesight?" Mo Qing felt that there was a lack of tacit understanding with him, and reminded a little irritably, "Open the bag."

(End of this chapter)