Mo Jiu knew that she shouldn't be moved now, but her eyes were still wet.

She moved her lips and glanced back at Mo Jiayi.

\t Then she looked at Scarface and the defenses around her again, she knew that what Rice had just said gave her the greatest protection of her life.

\tThis is a place where no one will dare to shoot her.

The hidden anticipation in her heart reappeared, she looked at Rice nervously, and swallowed, "I still have a question for Zuihou." ”

\tRice grinned when he saw her so tangled little appearance.

Rice's smile has always been elegant and shallow, only occasionally showing the biggest smile when he is with Mo Jiu, and at this moment, the grinning teeth at the corners of his mouth are exposed, but he seems to know what she is going to ask, "You say." ”

There was a faint hint of tears in Mo Jiu's eyes, "Uncle Long, did you kill you?" ”

\t Rice didn't have any doubts, nor any shock, "You mean, with your own hands?" Or what? ”

\tMo Jiu knew what Rice meant, and immediately asked, "Are you one of the murderers?" ”

After asking this question, Mo Jiu immediately felt that every cell in his body was excited, as if waiting for Rice's denial.

\tAs long as he says that it has nothing to do with him, then Mo Jiu is willing to choose to believe Rice, and she will try her best to find out who killed Uncle Long back then.

\tShe can also tell Long Qingtian openly, my father is Rice, and I am not your own sister.

\tBut......

\tThe truth of the matter, it's always so cruel.

Rice still smiled elegantly, "His death is indeed related to me. ”

There was a hint of apology in his words.

\tIn fact, until he said this, Mo Jiu still felt that there might be something strange about what happened back then, but it was the apology in his words that made Mo Jiu's hope for him disappear.

\tHe killed someone, so he felt guilty.

\tThis is Mojiu's understanding.

\t, but she couldn't understand the other party's arrogance.

\t seemed to say this, and he didn't feel anything about it.

\tAlso, how can people like them, who lick the blade of their lives, look at human life in their eyes?

\tMo Jiu was suddenly a little stunned.

\tShe knew she was just making excuses for Rice.

\tBut his background, not what he can choose, his father's identity, they are destined to go abroad, and a Chinese person is abroad, in order to break out of their own world, how much effort do they have to pay?

\tUncle Long is against them, they kill each other, that's ...... Helpless!

\tThey may not have bitter hatred at all, but they just have different positions.

Uncle Long is a soldier in China who protects national security.

\tRice is the underground king of country F, and smuggling arms is the royal way for them to survive, and smuggling arms must involve national security......

Mo Jiu clenched her fists, and she lowered her head.

All the helplessness and anticipation just now have become decadent at the moment.

Suddenly, she raised her head sharply and sneered, "Bai Zhantang? Rice? It's ridiculous! I tell you, I don't have a father! I will never recognize you as the murderer who killed Daddy Dragon! I will never admit you either! I am a Chinese soldier, and my position will never allow me to have anything to do with you! ”

When Les heard this, his eyes shrank, visibly injured.

Mo Jiu turned his head sideways and didn't look at his face, "Rice, you don't need to make such a sacrifice for me, tell you, even if you die to save me, I won't shed a tear for you!" ”