Helian family.

In the distance, the mournful cries of men and women can be heard, hysterical and terrifying.

The gate of Helian's house.

Helian Mubai picked up his fist and smashed it on Mu Liang's face in front of him.

Mu Liang staggered back, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, his black coat was rendered with blood, and inside the open neckline, the white shirt had become a red shirt.

After receiving such a punch, there was not the slightest movement on his expressionless handsome face, and there was not even a trace of light in his eyes that were always calm and cold.

Helian Mubai's eyes were crimson, and when he smashed through the second punch, he was held by a pair of bony hands.

"Let him go. Mu Liang looked at Jun Yiqing, who caught Helian Mubai's fist, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said coldly.

Jun Yiqing's cold face was filled with a terrifying haze, he glanced behind Mu Liang, held Helian Mubai's hand and dragged him to the side of the car.

When Jun Yiqing and Helian Mubai got into the car, Wan Tong went down with great eyes.

Helian Mubai was like an empty shell with his soul drained, allowing Jun Yiqing to drag him into the car, leaning weakly on the car seat, slightly lifting his reddened eyes and staring at the roof of the car emptily.

Jun Yiqing took out two cigarettes from his pocket, lit them with a sideways face, and handed one of them to Helian Mubai.

He didn't speak, he didn't speak, and a moment later he took it, and when he took the first puff, the cigarette had not yet come out, and the tears rolled out.

This is the second time Jun Yiqing has seen him cry.

The first time, it was on the battlefield.

He vaguely remembered that time, he went to support him as a friendly army, on the border of country S, which was the biggest riot in history.

The terrorists were brutal and brutal, and they also stole military secrets and developed new types of weapons.

At the end of the war, Helian Mubai looked at the corpses of many heroes and warriors in front of him, his comrades-in-arms, his eyes were red, and after ordering to clean up the battlefield and pick up the corpses of his comrades, he turned around and burst into tears.

And among those cold corpses, there was also the apprentice he had cultivated for several years, a bright and heroic boy, less than twenty years old.

Jun Yiqing didn't look at him sideways, turned his face sideways and lit another cigarette in his hand, and the smoke instantly filled his essence.

Not far outside the car.

Mu Liang was still standing in the cold wind.

At this time, he was grateful when Jun Yiqing took Helian Mubai's fist just now, and when he could still come here to comfort them at this time.

The footsteps behind him approached, and in an instant, his shoulders were warm, and he was covered with a thick shawl.

Ink walked around him, walked up to him and tightened his cloak, then tucked his exposed hand into his trench coat.

After doing all this, Mo Yan looked at him, and his thin lips gently hooked a smile: "The crying inside is really annoying, it is estimated that there will be no peace tonight, and now that they are a group of crazy people who have lost their minds, let them solve their own affairs, let's go have a drink?"

Mu Liang didn't respond, he knew better than anyone else that Mo Yan was forcing a smile.

So far, the president has not sent anyone to investigate the matter thoroughly, and it must have been Mo Yan who stopped it.

Without him, I'm afraid that the heavy army would have surrounded Helian's house by now.

Helian Chuanna did such a thing, what will happen to Helian family, now it is all up to Mo Di.

After all, he's an outsider, and even if he wants to help now, it shouldn't be this time.

Helian family, need a buffer.

Mo Yan reached out and grabbed Mu Liang's arm, scooped him into the car, and when the vehicle started, he said quietly: "Ah Liang, you are not wrong." ”