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Compared with Mo Wen and Wenhao, Bai Qingting and Qiu Yiyi's two daughters are a little weak, Bai Qingting and Mo Wen are in a group, Qiu Yiyi and Wenhao are in a group, and they can also play a complementary role, but after all, Mo Wen is the captain of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, and Wen Hao is just a successful person who has returned from overseas, such an identity to compete, if Mo Wen loses, it will be too embarrassing, but on the contrary, if Wen Hao loses, Mo Wen will be a bit of a bully.

In short, no matter what the outcome is, Mo Wen can't rule out the suspicion of bullying.

"Bang!" Suddenly, two gunshots rang out, followed by two more angry voices.

Through the grass, Mo Wen saw that after Qiu Yiyi was beaten by himself, he was stomping his feet in place depressedly, and at the same time, Bai Qingting, who was hiding in the distance, hunched over and sneaked out.

"Bang!" As soon as she flashed, Bai Qingting couldn't wait to shoot, after all, she was an amateur, and the distance was far away, not only did she not hit anyone after a few shots, but let the other party find out where she was hiding, and immediately hid and fought back.

"Oops!" Bai Qingting suddenly let out an exclamation, and was shot in the lower abdomen, although the paint gun did not hurt her body, but she still felt something, Bai Qingting stood up a little angrily, and did not withdraw from the game according to the regulations.

Qiu Yiyi was the same, and stayed in the venue after being beaten by Mo Wen.

"Qing'er, I'll go around to the left, attract them out, and you can shoot. Mo Wen quickly gave an order, and at the same time told Bai Qingting: "Hide your ......"

"Yes, be careful yourself......" Bai Qingting said with a grin, not so much that she was here to participate in the game, but that she was looking for a chance to get close to Mo Wen, since the game began, her and Mo Wen's bodies have always been kept between one meter.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said secretly, this is just a game, why should he be so serious, and at the same time, Wenhao's side had already shot at the same time.

Just as Mo Wen thought, as soon as he appeared, the writer immediately came out and fought back.

In comparison, Wenhao's skills are much more flexible, and while shooting, he rolled on the spot, easily dodging Mo Wen and Bai Qingting's shots, but Bai Qingting had never practiced guns after all, and at the same time as Wenhao rolled, the bullets flew away.

"Smack!" Mo Wen shot, two point shots, almost no pause, and the next moment, Wenhao's helmet was shot, and it was all at the center of his eyebrows.

"Don't ask you how amazing!" Seeing that Mo Wen shot Wen Hao at will, Bai Qingting couldn't help cheering, and at the same time subconsciously kissed Mo Wen on the face.

Before Mo Wen had time to enjoy Bai Qingting's fragrant kiss, he saw Qiu Yiyi appear in front of him, only to see this woman's body leap into the air and shoot at Mo Wen.

"Is this all fighting?" Mo Wen hugged Bai Qingting and immediately dodged, and stood up from the grass with some annoyance.

"There are no rules in this game, the more bullets you hit, whoever wins......"

At the same time, when Mo Wen heard what this woman said, he immediately took Bai Qingting to hide, he was now hiding in an abandoned house, the house was a two-story building, the whole house had a total of two doors and four windows, obviously, it was very easy to enter the house.

Bai Qingting was pulled into the house by Mo Wen, and said with some doubts: "Why are we here?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the safest place for you, and if you want these two guys to get more bullets, you'll have to use this house to lure them in. Mo Wen observed the form in front of him, and said at the same time: "And these two guys will definitely be unconvinced to surround here...... So, as long as you don't show your head, it's the safest place. ”

"After all, I was a soldier, and I know so much about these things!" Bai Qingting smiled and said, Bai Qingting still appreciated Mo Wen's identity, and she didn't become the captain of this blood spirit special combat team in vain.

"You sit here and don't move, just aim at these windows, if they want to appear outside the window, just shoot, and leave the rest to me......" Mo Wen stood sideways by a window and waved at Bai Qingting.

"Okay!" Bai Qingting didn't say a word, and hurriedly ran over, while Mo Wen walked downstairs quickly.

I don't know why, when he saw the skills of the writer, Mo Wen had an impulse to compete in his heart, maybe for Mo Wen, once he went to the battlefield, the cool heart would always become hot, after Mo Wen went downstairs, he hid behind a pile of oil drums not far from Xiaolou, and after about half a minute, there was a gunshot in the field, and at the same time Bai Qingting's cheers, Bai Qingting easily hit Qiu Yiyi three times according to Mo Wen's arrangement.

However, immediately afterwards, Bai Qingting was also beaten, and the person who shot was Wenhao, and the part hit was Bai Qingting's forehead.

It was these shots that made Bai Qingting hate Wenhao more and more, although this is a game, but Bai Qingting was shot, and it was Wenhao who hit it, not only Bai Qingting was unhappy, but even the Wenhao who shot felt weird, as if he had done something wrong.

Mo Wen didn't immediately look up, but pricked up his ears and listened to the other party's footsteps.

A few seconds later, Mo Wen sneered according to the other party's footsteps, he wanted to use this opportunity to try his skills as a writer.

"Huh......" Mo Wen took a deep breath, his serious expression was as if he was on the battlefield, only to see him suddenly show his head and pull the trigger on the figure in front of him.

The next moment, Qiu Yiyi and Wenhao were both hit by paint guns, and at the same time, Wenhao rolled over and quickly hidden.

This guy is really not simple, Mo Wen secretly said in his heart, from the speed and movement of the writer's tumbling, analyzing this guy's cultivation power.

After thinking about it carefully, Mo Wen kicked the oil drum next to him hard, and the oil drum immediately rolled forward, at the same time, Mo Wen did not stop, and kicked down the second oil barrel, Wenhao hid under a dirt slope, and when he saw an oil drum rolling, he subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun, however, seeing the second oil drum rolling, he turned the muzzle of the gun again and aimed at the second oil drum.

Mo Wen rolled with the oil drum closely, silently calculating the distance between himself and the writer.

Suddenly, Mo Wen exerted force on his legs, jumped on the spot, flashed sideways to the side, and at the same time instantly pulled the trigger of his hand.

"Smack!" The paint bullet accurately hit Wen Hao's helmet, and Wen Hao also subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the paint bullet also shot out, but his shot did not hit Mo Wen, but hit a paint bucket next to Mo Wen.

Seeing Mo Wen who got up from the ground, Wenhao's brows instantly furrowed, he understood that if it was a real battle just now, he would have died, but Mo Wen did not have any damage at all, this Mo Wen is really not an ordinary person, and he really has two hits.

And the writer doesn't seem to want to expose his true strength, and has been hiding his true cultivation.

Wenhao dropped the gun, raised his hands, and shouted to Mo Wen: "I lost ......"

Wenhao's admission of defeat made Mo Wen a little surprised, and he also wanted to use this opportunity to show his true strength, but before he could continue, Wenhao admitted defeat.

"Oooh oh...... We won......" When Bai Qingting heard this, she immediately jumped out of the house and cheered.

The writer is enough to be called Prince Charming in the eyes of some women with his excellent appearance and noble temperament, however, Bai Qingting doesn't seem to have any interest in him, and he doesn't care about the writer at all when he speaks.

For Mo Wen's ridicule, Wenhao showed a wry smile, in fact, since he saw Mo Wen, Wenhao has never taken Mo Wen seriously, today, he lost completely, not the game, but a special kind of temptation, Wenhao lost.

"I'm just an amateur and it's normal to lose. The writer smiled indifferently, but his smile was a little bitter.

"Really?" Qiu Yiyi squinted at Wenhao and said, "Hmph, I really don't know what you think, you can completely win this guy's ......"

I have to say that Wenhao is a very well-educated person, or he is a person who knows how to forbear, in the face of the ridicule of the people around him, he always keeps smiling, and there is no sign of anger on his face.

Wenhao shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "It doesn't matter, everyone is happy." ”

Looking at the scene of Bai Qingting and Mo Wen hugging intimately, Wenhao still had a smile on his face, but there was a playful look in his black eyes.

If the dark feeling of the writer before is compared to a sharp sword, then the writer at this time is an unsheathed sword.

"Mr. Mo. Wenhao walked over quickly, first glanced at Bai Qingting with a smile, and then stared at Mo Wen meaningfully, and said, "If I have a chance, I want to have a good chat with you." ”

Mo Wen looked at Wenhao calmly, but in his heart he was thinking about this guy's intention to find himself, and after thinking about it, Mo Wen nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Today was a good opportunity, but I have something to attend to now, so it's better for another day. Hearing Mo's answer, Wenhao's slightly furrowed brows loosened, smiled, and then left the battlefield.

"I don't think you speak weirdly. When the writer left, Bai Qingting couldn't help but say, in Bai Qingting's opinion, whether it was Mo Wen's conversation with the writer before, or the conversation with the writer on the battlefield, there was a strange feeling, for Bai Qingting's doubts, Mo Wen did not explain, whether it was the writer or Qiu Yiyi, Mo Wen felt that these two people were not simple characters.

Mo Wen can see that the writer is very hidden, a very ambitious person, and he himself is also very good, no matter what occasion he appears, a person like the writer will be the absolute protagonist and will attract the attention of most people.

The writer admits defeat so indifferently, and many people think that the writer is generous, and he looks at winning and losing very lightly, and he just needs to have fun.

Leaving the battlefield, when Mo Wen and Bai Qingting changed their clothes and left the camp, he saw Wenhao get into the luxurious business car, only to hear Wenhao whisper to the foreign subordinate next to him: "Get ready, leave for the Golden Triangle tomorrow......"

Golden triangle?

Mo Wen overheard the name of this place, and his heart was stunned......