Chapter Ninety-One: Quarrel

Cherry's words made Mo Xiaosheng ashamed. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, lowered his head at a loss, and was speechless, he wanted to say sorry, but he was afraid that Cherry would say that he was fake, and for a moment the pestle was there, but not left and right.

"Dead cherry, you dare to make my jokes, are you looking for a fight?" Ouyang Hongxue's face was crimson, and she pointed to the cherry coquettishly, and relieved Mo Xiaosheng in a timely manner.

Deng Houfang frowned slightly, walked out of the house, clapped his hands and said coldly: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble." We are now in Fuxin City, in the nest of little devils, and besides, we are here with a mission, so it is important to do business. Let me into the house. ”

"Xue Wu, continue to be vigilant, and report if there is a situation." After entering the house, Deng Houfang issued the first order.

"Lao Tian, how much do you know about the little devil's bullshit speech group? Tell me about the situation. He didn't do those meaningless greetings with Tian Youwang, and went straight to the point.

Tian Youwang coughed lightly, and said with a calm face: "To be honest, we don't know much, and the little devil has kept this matter very secret." We just know that there is such a speaking group, but when exactly will the speaking group arrive? Who is the little devil of the speech? We don't know anything. ”

Deng Houfang looked at Tian Youwang's hopeful eyes, and suddenly became extremely lost. He closed his eyes, his left hand tucked under the armpit of his right arm, and his right hand rested on his forehead.

There was a deathly silence in the room, so silent that several people in the room could clearly hear each other's slight breathing.

"Oh yes, there's a situation that I wonder if it will help this operation?" Tian Youwang broke the dead silence.

"What's the situation? Let's hear it. Deng Houfang raised his head. A little bit of a situation is better than nothing, and it's a big deal to rejoice.

Tian Youwang paused slightly and said: "The section chief of the Shenyang Special High School, Ono* came to Fuxincheng yesterday afternoon, and what he was doing in Fuxincheng is ominous for the time being. ”

"Who? Ono*? Mo Xiaosheng suddenly jumped up.

"Yes, it's Ono*, do you know him?" Tian Youwang was shocked by Mo Xiaosheng's unusual behavior.

"I don't know, but I'm going to skin him alive." Mo Xiaosheng's eyes shot two cold gazes.

Mo Xiaosheng's coldness made Tian Youwang feel chills all over his body, and he was so cold that he had goosebumps: "What made our young master so excited?" ”

"You don't need to know, you just need to tell me where this dog lives?" Mo Xiaosheng's words were cold and chilling.

The last time Mo Xiaosheng went to Shenyang, he wanted to find an opportunity to kill this little devil who had once infiltrated the Backing Mountain Sect in the name of Du Ying. I didn't expect to break my foot when I assassinated Ichiro Oda, and I had no choice but to give up the plan, and I didn't expect to hear his whereabouts in Fuxincheng today.

"Mo Xiaosheng, pay attention to your attitude, how did you talk to Platoon Leader Tian?" Deng Houfang didn't hate Xiao Ye to the core, and hated to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh. Ono*, this dog thing, cooperated with the little devils outside the backer sect, and made the Anti-United Nations special forces pay a heavy price, captured the hamster in the chaos, and almost killed the hamster.

But Deng Houfang still suppressed his anger, he knew what he was going to do in Fuxin City today. It is a matter of time before Ono* is cleaned up, and it can't be because of hatred, eradicating Ono*, so that the little devils can take precautions, and they can't complete the task of assassinating the executioner of the Nanjing tragedy.

"Captain --。" Mo Xiaosheng stiffened his neck: "I'm also a fucking platoon leader, do I still look at his face and act?" ”