After picking up the paranoid commander, the almighty gangster exploded

Chapter 12 Mo Sijue, what is your identity?

"I'm leaving here, you come with me."

Ling Qiqi sized him up for a moment, then suddenly made a sound.

Downstairs, on Ms. Tang's slender and beautiful neck, she was wearing a green gemstone necklace, playing with it in front of Tang Yanwan.

"How is it, is it beautiful? I have liked it for a long time, and I have asked your father for a long time, and he only agreed to give it to me last night."

"Pretty is pretty, but..."

Tang Yanwan frowned. As soon as she spoke, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs. She looked up and saw Ling Qiqi coming down, followed by a man.

The man was dressed in black and black trousers. He had long legs and a three-dimensional profile. He exuded an indescribable aura all over his body, which made him unable to bear all the attention.

Tang Yanwan froze for a moment, then looked at him straight.

She didn't even know when a strange man came to the house.

"but what?"

Ms. Tang was still waiting for her next words, but she fell silent halfway through. Ms. Tang couldn't help urging her, but she saw that her eyes were not on the necklace at all.

Following her gaze, she saw Ling Qiqi and Mo Sijue, and Ms. Tang was also taken aback for a moment.

But soon, she greeted Ling Qiqi with a smile on her lips.

"The host is a super energy body, I detected a super energy body..."

At the same time, the system's extremely excited voice sounded in Ling Qiqi's mind.

Ling Qiqi paused, followed the system's reminder, and looked at Ms. Tang's neck.

Sensing her gaze, the smile on Ms. Tang's lips deepened, and an inexplicable emotion flashed across her eyes very quickly.

She put her hand on the necklace and said softly, "Why is Qiqi staring at my necklace so much? Your father gave it to me last night. How about it? Isn't it beautiful?"

Ling Qiqi's eyes suddenly ignited raging anger, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, scarlet and terrifying.

She strode down the stairs and reached out to grab the necklace around Ms. Tang's neck.

"Give me back the phoenix blood stone, what are you, dare to take my mother's things..."

She had a sudden seizure, and Ms. Tang screamed, clutching the necklace and stepping back.

And Tang Yanwan, who had also recovered, quickly stood in front of Ms. Tang, reaching out her hand to stop Ling Qiqi.

"Ling Qiqi, what are you doing? My father gave it to my mother. Why do you want to snatch it?"

"What right does Ling Yean have to touch my mother's things? Give it back to me..."

Not grabbing the necklace, Ling Qiqi stared at the mother and daughter, so angry that she wanted to cry.

This necklace belonged to her mother. After her mother died, she never saw it again, but she didn't want to, it was always in Ling Yean's hands.

Tang Yanwan sighed, "I'm sorry Qiqi, this was given to my mother by my father, and I can't let you take it away. If you want it, just tell your father."

"Hey, so this is your mother's necklace, sorry Qiqi, I don't know, I just think it looks pretty, so I asked your father to ask for it, if I knew it earlier, I would definitely not want it, after all, the dead have brought it. It’s unlucky to think about it.”

Ms. Tang had a gentle smile on her face, but what she said seemed like a poisoned arrow.

Ling Qiqi clenched her fists tightly, she had never hated the Ling family so much.

"Bring it."

Just when she was immersed in the emotion of extreme loathing and hatred, a cold and arrogant voice came, carrying a great sense of oppression.

It's Mo Sijue.

He walked over, stretched out his big hand with distinct bones, and looked at the woman indifferently with his dark eyes like cold pools, as if looking at a dead person.

Ms. Tang was intimidated by his aura, but Tang Yanwan stared blankly at his face.

The man in front of him had exquisite eyebrows and profound features, so handsome that he couldn't describe it in words.

Tang Yanwan felt that his frontal face was even more beautiful than his side face, and he was the best-looking man she had ever seen.

Who is he?
What is the relationship with Ling Qiqi?
Tang Yanwan looked at Ling Qiqi inquisitively, then looked at the man in front of her, smiled slightly, and spoke softly.

"Sir, this is the Ling family's housework, please don't interfere."

"Sorry, this hand, he's still stuck."

Ling Qiqi suddenly spoke up.

She patted Mo Sijue's arm and said, "Mo Sijue, this necklace is very important to me, as long as you help me get it back, I will set you free."

Originally, she wanted to use the power of the system to get the necklace back, but since Mo Sijue suddenly intervened, it would be best if the system could not be exposed.

Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, instead of being happy, Mo Sijue frowned tightly.

He looked at her darkly, pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Ling Qiqi was anxious and wanted to take back what she said earlier.

Anyway, he is her servant, and she has the right to order him around, so why should she set conditions on him?

Mo Sijue ignored her, and turned to look at Ms. Tang, "Pick it off yourself, or let me do it?"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic spiritual force swept across, condensed into a strand, and floated between Ms. Tang's eyebrows.

Her entire body stiffened immediately, and she didn't dare to breathe out.

Such a powerful mental force.

"You, who are you?"

Ms. Tang's voice was trembling, revealing a deep fear.

If this spiritual force stabs her, she will instantly become an idiot, or a vegetable. If the opponent hits harder, she will bleed to death on the spot.

Where did Ling Qiqi find a backer?

After a few minutes……

The mother and daughter of the Tang family fell on the sofa and shivered, their faces pale as paper, looking at Mo Sijue as if they were looking at a ghost.

Ling Qiqi took the necklace, gave them a cold look, got up and walked outside.

Mo Sijue raised his leg and followed indifferently.

When he was about to go out, he was stopped by the guards, Ling Qiqi directly called Ling Lao and asked Mo Sijue to talk to him.

"Let us go."

Through the optical brain, Mo Sijue looked cold and arrogant, and his voice was oppressive. This appearance made Ling Qiqi vaguely see the bully who suppressed her everywhere in the previous life.

This time, Ling Lao was very talkative and asked them to let them go.

"My grandpa seems to be very respectful to you..."

After leaving the old house, Ling Qiqi said something tentatively.

Mo Sijue didn't speak, but there was a trace of confusion deep in the bottom of his eyes.

Not waiting for his response, Ling Qiqi also lost the patience to test, and simply asked directly.

"Mo Sijue, what is your identity?"

He still didn't make a sound.

"Forget it, forget it," Ling Qiqi waved his hands with an impatient look on his face, "Forget it, let's go."

"Walk?"

Mo Sijue finally spoke, he looked at her, his cold and proud voice was a little dazed.

"Yeah," Ling Qiqi nodded, "Didn't you say it before? You help me get the necklace back, and I will set you free. Although I am not a good character, I will not break my promise, so you are free. "

(End of this chapter)