"So, what the hell is there to do that can make me kill the fritters without harming Doudou and Junxia?!" Duan Mo asked.

The light in the corridor was already very dim when it came here, and Drunken Meng stared at Duan Mo's eyes and said softly, "Exchange hostages." Only by exchanging me for Doudou and Chunxia can we ensure their safety. Churro has always hated me, so if I offer an exchange, he will definitely agree. ”

"You're!" Duan Mo thought to himself that he was going crazy, "Even if the fritters are willing to exchange hostages, won't you be in danger again?" Am I still going to save you?"

"I'm better reliable than Doudou." Drunken Dream suddenly smiled.

"That being said, no matter who it is, I won't give up!" Duan Mo was afraid that the drunken dream would stage some kind of righteous and awe-inspiring drama of sacrificing his life for righteousness, so he hurriedly took a preventive shot.

Drunken Dream said as if soothing a child: "I know I know, I don't sacrifice my ...... As long as you follow my plan...... No one will die......"

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The night wind on the top floor was a little violent, and the fritters came to the top of the building under the protection of the last few QUN organization black suits, and suddenly had a tragic feeling of being a hero.

He leaned down, just in time to see the fire in the square, the huge manor was now strewn with corpses and rivers of blood, and there were no thugs under him who could fight.

It's unimaginable that in just one day, the QUN organization went from its heyday to its demise.

His subordinates claim to have tens of thousands of members...... But there are only a few people who can really fight with Duan Mo and them!

And now, these thousand people have been defeated by Duan Mo and a few people one after another, and in the end, only a few remnants of the defeated soldiers around them remained.

The hatred in your heart was higher and higher, and he couldn't bear his hard work to climb to a high position, but he was pulled down so easily by Duan Mo.

With hatred comes an even stronger fear. He finally smelled the smell of death - since Duan Mo came to the door to seek revenge, he was naturally full of murderous intent, and it was impossible to let him live.

The fritters have begun to regret it, he shouldn't provoke a big devil like Duan Mo, even if he seems to be unlearned, but he is like a mad dog with an extreme grudge, once he gets entangled with him, he will definitely not die.

In other words, after experiencing the fierce battle in the evening, he must recuperate and recuperate, in order to take revenge, but that Duan Mo didn't even breathe, and came directly to the door to seek revenge, and what was even more terrifying was that he also brought a few powerful and perverted helpers - the fritters had already learned from the mouths of his subordinates that two handsome-looking men came all the way from the gate of the manor, and the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas.

There was wind on both sides of the cheeks of the fritters, and he couldn't understand - such a thing as one enemy and a hundred would occur in cold weapon combat at most, but now that his subordinates are carrying modern firearms, how can they still be completely overturned like mowing grass?

The more you thought about it, the more angry she became, she pulled an unlucky guy next to her and kicked it up, "Say, why are you rice buckets so useless!" ”

"Because they're not your friends at all."

Duan Mo's voice fluttered gently along the night breeze.

When you heard Duan Mo's voice, you were not surprised at all, he probably expected that Duan Mo would catch up.

But Doudou and Chunxia were in his hands, and Duan Mo didn't dare to act rashly no matter what—on the contrary, from the moment he grabbed Doudou and them, he was extremely eager for Duan Mo to appear.

"Do you know why you are so vulnerable to so many people under your command? Even four-fifths of QUN members don't even want to show their heads when you're in danger......"

Duan Mo climbed up from downstairs, not in a hurry to save Doudou and the others, he was confident, and kept saying while slowly moving forward: "The reason why the QUN organization was established is only to leave the weak with some chance to survive in the face of cruel death. All the people here come to you out of fear of death, and such an alliance is as fragile as loose sand. ”

"Oh, that's a good point." The fritters sneered, and suddenly pulled Doudou to his side, violently pushed him to the ground, and then stepped on Doudou's back.

How could Doudou's weak body and bones withstand the trampling of an adult man like fritters, she snorted, her eyes immediately turned red, but she gritted her teeth and tried not to make any sound, she knew that the more painful she became, the less calm Duan Mo would be.

Sure enough, just by pushing Doudou, Duan Mo almost rushed up desperately, he clenched his fists, and was about to rush over after scolding, but fortunately, he reminded Duan Mo of his original plan by whispering a reminder behind the drunken dream.

"In short—your QUN organization can't save you anymore." Duan Mo tried not to look at Doudou who fell to the ground, "The overall situation has been decided, even if there are more people, they will only be sent to death." I advise you to give up resistance, and I can spare you from dying. ”

"Spare me not to die? Do you think I'll believe it? If you really didn't want to kill me, you wouldn't have come to you! The fritters glanced at the time secretly, and it was eleven fifty-five o'clock. He couldn't move it yet—only a second before midnight would keep him alive.

Once twelve o'clock in the middle of the night passed, Duan Mo would no longer be able to cause harm to himself, and when the time came, ...... He would be able to appreciate Duan Mo's painful and distorted expression......

Although Duan Mo is powerful, the two women in his hands are his lifeblood, as for the rice buckets of the QUN organization...... It's just too unreliable.

"As long as you promise me not to hurt Doudou and them again, my grudge with you can be written off!"

The fritters hesitated for a moment, revealing a somewhat heartfelt look, "Really?"

Duan Mo was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to be able to convince the fritters with words.

And in the heart of the fritters, there are other abacus.

Since there were still five minutes to start, the fritters planned to follow Duan Mo's words first, and smoothly dragged on for this short period of time, so they pretended to be tempted.

Duan Mo naturally didn't know, so he hurriedly shouted: "Believe me, you let Doudou Chunxia go, and I will take the two of them away, and from now on, the well water will not interfere with the river water!"

As the so-called concern is chaos, Drunken Dream is much calmer than Duan Mo, she doesn't believe that a treacherous and cunning person like Fritters can easily subdue the law, so she hid behind Duan Mo and muttered softly:

"Duan Mo, don't believe him, anyway, let me go first-"

"yes, okay." Duan Mo nodded, and said loudly to the fritters: "If you don't believe me, you can exchange hostages - I will use Drunken Dream to exchange Doudou and Chunxia around you."

"Huh?" The fritters frowned, and immediately felt that things were not very simple. It stands to reason that the relationship between Drunken Dream and Duan Mo is closer, how could Duan Mo propose to exchange Drunken Dream for it?

"How?" Duan Mo was a little nervous, and asked as if urging: "Although it is a bit of a loss to exchange one person for two people, you also know the relationship between Zuimeng and me."

Drunken Dream also said appropriately: "Haven't you always been obsessed with the fact that I threatened you with a gun in the first place? Now such a great opportunity for remuneration - are you scared?"

Drunken Dream said as his eyes were like torches, staring at the fritters with mockery.

The fritters were immediately awakened to the flames of hatred, and he replied without hesitation: "Come, exchange!" But don't play any tricks, or I'll kill the hostages as soon as possible! ”