President spoils the dark wife

I don't know how long he ran. Mo Yiran thinks he should throw away all the people.

Looking back, there was no one chasing in the vast night.

However, I didn't see the shadow of Yan binwei and Bai Shengyan.

We were almost caught up several times just now. At that time, the scene was chaotic. We were all focused on ourselves and didn't care about our own people.

It should have been that time.

Mo Yiran found a corner and squatted down, helplessly holding his forehead.

The cold night wind blew away the fatigue, but her mind was more confused.

He took out his cell phone and was about to call the two people. Suddenly, a shadow shrouded him in front of him.

Mo Yiran's hand gave a meal and raised his head rigidly.

It's the gangster.

Mo Yiran smiled awkwardly: "what a coincidence."

With a sneer, the Mafia leader took away Mo Yiran's mobile phone and smashed it to the ground. The mobile phone was split in an instant.

Mo Yiran is not a vegetarian. She knows that this man is not prepared to fight a circuitous war with her. The eyes were suddenly cold, supported by one hand, the whole body stood upside down, and the slender legs swept to the man's waist like a strong wind.

The Mafia leader obviously didn't expect Mo Yiran, who seemed to be weak, to be such a cruel character in danger. When he couldn't be prevented, he was kicked to the ground.

Mo Yiran turned and ran while the man fell to the ground.

"Bah! Bitch!"

The Mafia leader scolded and shouted, "catch her!"

For a moment, seven or eight people suddenly poured out from nowhere.

Mo Yiran stopped his pace and looked at the people who were attacking on both sides. He knew that the situation was bad.

With a tight fist, he quickly rushed to the box by the wall and was ready to climb over the wall and escape.

But the Mafia leader suffered a loss from Mo Yiran. Now every eye is staring at Mo Yiran. Mo Yiran predicts what Mo Yiran wants to do next.

So before Mo Yiran could step on the wooden box by the wall, the box was kicked over by the Mafia leader first.

Mo Yiran was also caught by the trend.

"Bitch, dare you kick me?"

The man looked very angry and took out his pistol angrily.

The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at Mo Yiran's eyebrows, and an evil spirit rose in an instant.

This is not the first time Mo Yiran has been pointed at by a gun.

However, this is the first time that Mo Yiran feels that death is so close to her.

She knew that no one would stop the gun for herself this time.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several gunshots exploded in the silent night, and the black muzzle was emitting white smoke, curling up to the night dome.

The scarlet blood trickled to the ground drop by drop. It was very strange in the night, like a rose falling to the ground after a storm.

Mo Yiran felt a thick hot blood on his face, flowing from his forehead into his eyes.

Blood red everywhere.

Blood red, is in front of the man's unbelievable eyes.

Never believe, to fear, then unwilling, and finally helpless to accept life.

A bang.

He fell to the ground feebly, his eyes still open, as if he hadn't reacted.

Mo Yiran's legs were a little soft, and he raised his hand rigidly to erase the blood on his face.

"Ranran!"

Familiar voices echoed in my ears. Don't smell the past. It's Jing mowen.

He came like a God.

A group of men behind the man quickly fought with the headless gangsters after losing the leader.

Jing mowen hurried to Mo Yiran, whose legs were soft. He held her in his arms. His big hand full of thin cocoons held the woman's face and his face was nervous. "I'm sorry I'm late, but where did I hurt?"

He asked eagerly, in a worried tone.

Mo Yiran shook his head rigidly, and was a little frightened.

His eyes were fixed on the man on the ground who was shot several times. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Jingmo Wenxu thought that Mo Yiran was still afraid that the man would stand up again, so he comforted in a deep voice: "don't be afraid, he's dead."

He's dead

This sentence has been echoing in Mo Yiran's mind.

It took her a long time to recover.

Probably, I haven't seen a dead man for a long time, so I'm not used to it.

Mo Yiran took a deep breath.

Jing mowen was wiping Mo Yiran's face with a handkerchief, but Yiran suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Why are you here? Aren't you in South Africa?"

"I went back to city a the day before yesterday. I just heard that you suddenly came to the United States and still acted with Yan binwei Baisheng Yan. I didn't trust you, so I followed. I just arrived. I just caught Mo Yutong. Knowing that you might be in deep danger, I hurried to find you."

Mo Yiran nodded, "then this man... Should be some power. Will you get into any trouble if you kill him?"

Mo Yiran is worried.

Mo Yutong regards this man as his backer. Even Yan binwei is not afraid. I think this man must not be a nobody.

Jing mowen didn't care: "I have a little image of this man. I saw him once a few years ago. He is really a cruel character. If I do him this time, it should be in addition to a hidden danger."

Seeing that Mo Yiran was still worried, Jing mowen took her hand and walked back. There was already a fallen body on the ground.

No one survived in the pool of blood.

Jing mowen's men automatically gave way to Jing mowen and Mo Yiran and stood respectfully.

"Don't feel guilty. If he doesn't die, you will die."

Jing Mo said in an expressionless voice, and there was a trace of different emotion in his eyes, like fear.

I'm afraid if I come late, I may face Mo Yiran's body.

"Moreover, this man's means are extremely cruel. I don't know how many innocent lives he has carried. The backstage is too big for the police to catch him. I'm killing the people."

After getting into the car and closing the door, Mo Yiran sighed, "I'm afraid that Mo Yutong will be sad."

"What do you care about that woman? You forget what she did to you?"

Jing mowen frowned.

Thinking that it was the woman who caused Mo Yiran to lose their first child, he wanted to chop Mo Yutong up and feed the dog!

She ran away six years ago. This time, he won't give her this chance again!

Mo Yiran's face is calm and has no emotion.

"I just feel sorry for the girl."

"Why do you think so?"

Mo Yiran looked up slightly and said, "in the past, she was against me. I was disgusted with her because we were the same father after all. We had some blood relationship. But now, I know that she is just a person who has nothing to do with me. She has suffered from wandering and exile over the years. I have a lot of reasons."

Jing mowen didn't speak again.

For a long time, Jing mowen said, "people should look forward. Since some things have happened, don't have any nostalgia."

Mo Yiran nodded and was silent.

Jing mowen takes off his coat and puts it on Mo Yiran, then drives away.

Along the way, the car was silent, only filled with a faint smell of blood.

The night sky is full of stars.

Mo Yiran looks at the sky and thinks, when the stars can't sleep, will he count human souls?

Doesn't it mean that every time a meteor falls, a living creature dies?