"Hey, what are you talking about, how could I hurt him?" Mo Beiyan laughed out loud when he heard this, he glanced sideways at Mo Nanjue, "Guts are really fat, who dares to hurt you like this?"

Mo Nanjue still pressed one hand on his abdomen, the blood there did not stop, gushing out like a note, his delicate chin was slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into a sneer, "Do you want to have a knife too?"

"I don't want it, it hurts," Mo Beiyan shook his head, he stretched out his hand to push Li Qin away, "Don't get in the way, didn't you see my brother hurt?"

Li Qin didn't move, his outstretched arms were as strong as iron, he gritted his teeth, he understood the grievances between Mo Beiyan and Mo Nanjue, "Big young master, don't ......"

Mo Beiyan was still smiling, Li Qin had never seen him not smiling anyway, he reached out and touched the gun on Li Qin's waist, "Since you told me not to, then you shot and killed me, do you dare?"

Li Qin raised his head, he didn't hesitate, he reached out and held the gun on his waist, "As long as it is someone who hurts the young master, I will dare." ”

He reached for his gun.

The smile on Mo Beiyan's face precipitated, he raised his hand suddenly, and snatched the gun from Li Qin's hand in a few clicks.

Li Qin was naturally not his opponent, he raised his head after being held down with his hands, the gun in Mo Beiyan's hand was already against his head, and the man's burgundy hair was like Satan, "You dare to talk to me like this?"

As he spoke, he was about to pull the trigger.

A bloodied hand suddenly grasped the muzzle of the gun.

Mo Nanjue stood in front of Li Qin, his face was cold, and the strength in his hand could almost bend the muzzle of the gun, "You dare to move my people?"

Li Qin's eyes turned red, and he raised his head, "Young master......"

Seeing this, Mo Beiyan let go of the gun, and he spread his hands, "I naturally don't dare, oops, Jue, don't be so fierce." ”

Mo Nanjue raised his hand and put the gun against his chest, "For you, murder is superfluous. ”

Mo Beiyan glanced at the gun, and the corner of his mouth smiled, "Jue, are you so unkind?"

Mo Nanjue sneered, "You can live with a dog, what do I do with people?"

"Luo Xiao heard you say this about him, isn't he angry?"

"He didn't hear it. ”

"Okay, okay, I was wrong," Mo Beiyan stretched out his hand and pushed down the gun on his chest, "Then I won't live with Luo Xiao in the future, how about I move in with you?"

Bang -

Monan raised his hand and fired a shot at him in the shoulder.

"Damn!"

Mo Beiyan stepped back, the bullet did not enter, but grazed his shoulder and hit the wall, he reached out and touched the injured place, "Are you really willing to shoot?"

The corners of Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly, and Hei Yao's pupils began to churn, his handsome face was pale, and he had lost too much blood, which would have begun to be unbearable, "How willing you were back then, how willing I am now." ”

"I thought you couldn't bear me, it seems that I was self-inflicted," the corners of Mo Beiyan's mouth lifted slightly, and he turned around and wiped the blood in his hand on Li Qin's body, "Borrow me to wipe it." ”

Li Qin: "......"

Mo Nanjue rolled down his throat, his hand holding the gun tightened, cold sweat broke out in pain, and he bent down slightly.

"Young master," the man in black on the side came over to support him, "Young master, how do you feel?"

Mo Nanjue didn't answer, he turned his head to look at the glass room, Tong Ran was still standing against the wall, she didn't move, and the confusion in her pupils became more and more obvious.

The dagger in his hand never let go.