When Chen Mo was in the fifth grade of primary school, a wild dog in the mine found a nest on the side of the gangue mountain and bit many people.

The wild dog was so skinny that Chen Mo couldn't understand where it got this ruthlessness. Until one day he passed by with his sister on his back and saw wild dogs lying in the weeds, and several fluffy puppies arched their bellies, squinting and sucking their suckles. That time, the wild dog didn't chase Chen Mo, but just stared at him coldly, and the flesh on his lips pulled back, squeezing out folds.

Protecting the cub is the dog's natural surname, and this fierceness comes from instinct.

People are the same at some point.

Regarding the matchup, Chen Mo asked Chen Qingyan the same question as Pan Jinyu, and Chen Qingyan's answer was to prevent it from leaking first, and then find the opponent's weakness. Pan Jinyu asked him to empathize with himself, stand in the other party's position, and consider every loophole that can be exploited, every extreme possibility.

Pan Jingcheng is a dangerous character, but compared to the forces behind him, he is nothing. The veterans of Jiangdongwei have already gone to the eastern suburbs, Liu Er has always been safe, and after getting the sketchy topographic map drawn by Shen Dali, even the veterans who infiltrated the Heavenly Palace were arranged by him. The veterans had already turned the security guards in the monitoring room outside into naked pigs, wearing fake Tiangong uniforms and swaggering into the boxing ring, and ten minutes ago, one of them made the agreed gesture, indicating that the coal mine was safe and secure, and Chen Mo had already seen it clearly.

This fighting and killing game in Tiangong has been played at this moment, and the purpose has been obvious, Chen Mo has not broken out, just to force the other party to show his hole cards first. The gloves were undoubtedly the key of the key, but Chen Mo couldn't be sure how they were going to make a difference. It seems unlikely that they would tie themselves up, and if such a direct routine could be used, they would not wait until today.

Now that the other party has lost his surname in the long stalemate, as Luo Li began to speak on behalf of Pan Jingcheng, the appearance of several outsiders was extremely flamboyant and murderous. Chen Mo saw the firearms on the waists of these guys, but what was really shocked was that the girl they brought with him looked exactly like his sister.

"Looks like it?" Luo Li asked.

There was no other movement in the locker room, and several gunmen stood in a pincer shape, sealing the door, and the firearms were pointed directly at Chen Mo. One of them held his right hand flat and his left hand up, holding the short firearm behind Chen Jing's head in a standard close-range shooting position, and looked at Luo Li with cold eyes without blinking.

"It's very similar." Chen Mo replied hoarsely.

Chen Mo has played the role of half a father since he was a child, and he knows some details of his sister's body well. There is a very small black mole on the left side of the little girl's eyebrow, like a subtle landscape in a painting, but the girl in front of her does not. The demeanor and temperament of the two are also completely different, and Chen Jing can't help but show a gentle and dependent color when she looks at her brother. The girl gave the impression of being unwavering, she wore a cardigan white dress, a pair of small cloth shoes under her feet, and stood there with her eyebrows lowered and her eyes down, without even moving a single strand of her hair, as if she did not know that she was being pointed at the head with a firearm.

"As long as I nod my head, someone will die." Luo Li said lightly, as if reminding Chen Mo of a normal thing.

When the door of the locker room was closed, Luo Li behaved extremely strangely, her breathing rate increased rapidly, and her face became as white as paper. Her whole body was tense like a bowstring that could break at any moment, and it took more than ten seconds for it to gradually subside, and a sickly flush rose on her cheeks.

After forcibly suppressing the great discomfort, her deep blue eyes were filled with tiredness and hatred.

"It's not my sister, what does it matter to me whether I die or not." Chen Mo looked at several gunmen and pinched his twisted left arm, and the sharp pain like a knife made him snort.

The Ares robot is repairing the wounded area, and a nervous roar can be heard deep in the depths of consciousness. The uncertain force field on Luo Li's body made Chen Mo feel familiar, but it was obviously different from the majestic potential of the Ares robot.

They're not that pure.

"She's really not your sister, and I was surprised when I first saw her. Dr. Mo is such a granddaughter, but she is like twins with Chen Jing, and even her age is the same, so I decided that the gloves are with you. There will be no such coincidence in the world, Dr. Mo must have some kind of relationship with you, and may even be a blood relative. Luo Li said lightly.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and looked at the girl again, only then did he know that she was the Mo Hongmei that Old Man Mo had mentioned all day long.

Since childhood, Chen Mo has heard people amazed countless times, saying that Chen Laoshi and his wife are average-looking, but they have a daughter but they are like flowers, and they laugh at it every time. In retrospect, it feels completely different.

"Without Dr. Mo, there would be no you today, and you should save his granddaughter now. Good people are always soft-hearted, and I believe that you will not disappoint me, nor will you disappoint Dr. Mo. Luo Li raised his finger, and the click of the bolt pulled up was heard immediately.

The flush on her face has not yet dissipated, and her whole person is like a cowardly hyacinth, but in Chen Mo's eyes, there is already a xenomorph living under the beautiful skin that has broken out and replaced the original girl. She no longer stuttered, no longer blushed, and her tone was full of confidence and aggressiveness.

"Good people are also afraid of death, what do you want me to do?" Chen Mo asked.

Mo Hongmei glanced up at him with a strange gaze.

"One overrun is enough." Luo Li smiled, "When you meet an opponent like you, the method that Pan Jingcheng came up with is useless." You're really able to hold your breath, I didn't intend to use extraordinary means, but now I have to. Time is tight, I decided to change my plan, you pushed me to where I am now, and leaving the country will become very troublesome. Now that the action team has been exposed, I don't mind killing a few people before leaving. ”

"I thought the guy surnamed Pan was the boss."

He also thought he was, but it was a pity that the descendants of a wealthy Oriental businessman were not worthy of being truly trusted.

Luo Li looked at Chen Mo's gloomy face, and suddenly smiled, the light in his eyes became colder, "Of course I'm not a pure M countryman, I'm just an experiment, not even a human." ”

When Chen Mo was brought into the locker room, Zhuo Yitian was about to move, but another group of gunmen completely controlled the scene.

Seven or eight men stood up in the audience, all dressed in ordinary clothes. They directly pulled out their firearms, dispersed to the corners of the field, and guarded the entrances and exits without saying a word. The veterans of Jiangdongwei exchanged glances with each other, and made an extremely concealed gesture for the leader, signaling to wait and see for the time being.

No one wanted to test the authenticity of those dark firearms, and most of the gamblers were terrified, but they also knew the truth of the shot in the head, and there was a dead silence in the field. Pan Jingcheng's face was already blue, this time he returned to Yancheng with his father, in addition to revenge, he also planned to take root and develop, he never expected that Luo Li would find an action team and directly escalate the situation to the point of irreparability.

The lower animal, who has been locked up in the laboratory for more than ten years, has she forgotten who released her from the iron cage? Could it be that she wants to take this performance opportunity to curry favor with the company and turn over completely? Why would the company be so eager to get the original samples and refuse to wait even for the last bit of time?

Pan Jingcheng was surrounded by anger and suspicion, the action team was not under his command, and now even the firearms were revealed, this Yancheng was afraid that he would not be able to stay. Everything was originally planned, and replacing Pan Jinyu as the head of the family was the most crucial step, and Pan Jingcheng had vowed to become one of the company's agents in this ancient country. Now he is ruthlessly abandoned, from a partner to an insignificant character, and the speed with which things have changed has left him breathless.

When Pan Dongdong stood up, Pan Jingcheng couldn't help but be stunned.

"Mom, I'm a little worried about Chen Mo, go over and take a look." Pan Dongdong whispered softly, and then smiled at the dumbfounded Xiao Gao, "Brother Gao, please take care of my mother." ”

The gunmen everywhere cast cold glances at the same time, and Gao Yanfei wanted to speak but didn't know how to speak, and was stunned. Jia Qing was also at a loss, frightened by her daughter's expression.

"Xiaodong, what do you want to do?" Pan Jingcheng grabbed her, turned his head and shouted to the gunmen who had never met, "Don't worry about this, I'm Pan Jingcheng!" ”

Pan Dongdong looked at the hand he was holding onto, and his cold gaze moved to his face, "Let go." ”

"At this time, you'd better protect yourself and don't do stupid things!" Pan Jingcheng frowned, "Those guys are not pretentious ornaments, if you run around, they will really be unkind!" ”

"My man is being held at gunpoint inside, I'm going to accompany him, please let me go." Seeing that he was indifferent, Pan Dongdong took out a small eyebrow trimming knife and opened the blade with one hand.

"Xiao Dong, you don't know my temper, can this thing bluff me?" Pan Jingcheng sneered.

Pan Dongdong had already slashed down with a knife and slashed it on his wrist, and suddenly the skin and flesh opened the opening, and blood gushed out. Her skin was far fairer than ordinary people, glowing like jade in the light, and at this moment it was red and flowing, shocking to the extreme.

"Dongdong!" Jia Qing exclaimed in a trembling voice.

Pan Jingcheng's face changed and he stared at Pan Dongdong deadly. The girl did not hesitate, and stabbed again, this time with a deeper and longer wound.

Pan Jingcheng immediately let go and retreated, and his steps were a little staggering.

Pan Dongdong stopped looking at him, pulled up the long hair hanging from his ears, and walked towards the locker room. At this moment, the entire boxing arena seemed to have become a stage for her solo dance, under the focus of hundreds of horrified eyes, her steps were light and calm, and the blood dripping from her fingertips continued to extend on the ground, connecting into a red line.

The gunners all raised their firearms, but no one took the trigger, as if intimidated by her courage.

Pan Jingcheng strode to catch up, from the collapse of the plan to the failure of the freak love, he was on the verge of madness, and the elegant demeanor in Ping Yue was completely replaced by hideousness, "What have you experienced with him?" How long have you known each other? He deserves to be your man?! ”

Seeing that Pan Dongdong didn't turn his head back, he couldn't help but be furious and reached out to pull it.

At this moment, with a loud bang, the iron door of the locker room suddenly bulged outward, followed by another bulge, as if a beast was rushing inside.

After a short silence, a dull crashing sound like a wild drum came out continuously, and finally there was a loud bang, and the half wall in front of Pan Jingcheng collapsed, Chen Mo swept out with a body of dust, blood, and murderous aura, and after pausing his body, his eyes fixed on Pan Dongdong's cut wrist, and then slowly fell on Pan Jingcheng's face.

Something burning in those bottomless black eyes made Pan Jingcheng feel the fear that penetrated deep into his bone marrow for the first time in his life.

Pan Jingcheng has always been proud, and although he is used to maintaining impeccable politeness to everyone, his subconscious sense of looking down will not change. From the day he was born, he was destined to be different, the best family, the best education, the best everything, how important wealth and wisdom were, he understood far earlier than his peers.

But now he found that he had been stripped naked, and all those unparalleled capitals, experiences, and dependences were worthless in the face of the terrifying and barbaric forces of the other party. Just as a pampered peacock finally encounters a lone wolf in the jungle without concealment, the distance between the face to face makes all possible external assistance out of reach, but the outright carnivore shows every Aomori fang.

Pan Jingcheng's right hand was still dragging the girl, frozen in place.

The next moment, he saw Chen Mo's shadow flashing in the light, and his nose suddenly smelled a moist sweet smell, and a large black blood flower bloomed in the air.

His hand, along with most of his arm, had been snapped off and torn off, and he had nothing to do with his body. The sound of bones cracking was crisp and eerie, mixed with the high-pitched screams.

It's like an aria that praises noble status.

(To be continued)