Chapter 938: I'm All Alive, He Can't Die from His Injuries

"Bang"

Before the words fell, the gun rang out.

Mo Nanjue leaned on the side of the car with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, squinting at the handsome man not far away with a gun in his hand, neatly without hesitation.

His thin lips picked out the arc of interest, this His Royal Highness Gu Si is not a good stubble to bully...... is obviously very skilled, but he has just recovered from a serious injury, but his edge is difficult to hide.

It's kind of interesting.

"Jue," Chen An poked his head out of the car and reached out to remove the cigarette from his lips, "I didn't light it, what are you doing in your mouth." ”

Monan Jue snatched the cigarette back with a stretch of his hand, "It's enjoyable." ”

"Listen to Tong Dye like this? She said that she didn't like you to smoke, and you really haven't touched a mouthful of cigarettes over the years," Chen An snorted coldly, "I haven't seen you listen to me like this when you were sick before." ”

"Or I'll break your leg?"

“……”

The gunfire rang out for half a minute before stopping.

Each strong man was shot at least three times, covered in blood, and fell to the ground.

"This is the price you pay for him."

Gu Lang looked at the people on the ground expressionlessly, threw the empty gun on the ground, and turned around and walked towards the car.

Behind him, the grass was stained red with blood......

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The sedan drove to a very secluded private villa, although it looked simple on the outside, but the interior decoration was extremely elegant, and there was a very complete medical system.

Huo Jingzun was pushed into the operating room as soon as possible, and a professional nurse cleaned his wounds, and he had large blood scabs on his body, which had to be cleaned before he could operate.

Ye Tianming waited in the living room, and stood up when he saw someone coming, his tone was slightly surprised, "Jue Shao? ”

Monan Jue obviously saw him as well, and he squinted slightly, "Mr. Night." ”

Gu Lang's eyes widened in surprise, "You guys...... Know? ”

He got in touch with Ye Tianying and asked him to transfer Huo Jingzun out safely as an outsider, but for safety and other reasons, he didn't say that the person who helped him was Mo Nanjue.

Ye Tianming raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I know, I had some business contacts in the past few years. ”

Are they all mixed with the black, such a huge underground organization as the Tibetan Gate, their Qingyuntang, as the largest gang in country C, has naturally made friends.

Mo Nanjue stood there with one hand in his pocket, with a cigarette in his thin lips, and Ye Tianming glanced at his subordinates when he saw this, "Go and help Jue Shao light the cigarette." ”

"Point the wool, this is a cigarette for his beloved wife, just enjoy it," Chen An ate the coconut cake on the table, "My wife doesn't let me smoke, he is afraid of his wife, so he is very obedient." ”

Night, "......"

Lord Mo Nan took the cigarette from his lips with his fingers, and directly flicked it over and knocked off the half-eaten cake in Chen An's hand.

Chen An was suddenly aggrieved and angry, "I'm not wrong, you still said that you were going to interrupt my ......"

Before he finished speaking, the door in front of him was suddenly pushed open, and a little nurse stumbled out, "Oh no, we are helping Young Master Zun clean his wounds, he was fine, but suddenly he didn't breathe...... And nosebleeds all the time......"

Gu Lang was so shocked that he turned around and was about to rush in, Mo Nanjue grabbed him, Chen An on the side immediately lost the coconut cake, he glanced at Mo Nanjue, and then turned around and walked towards the operating room, and commanded very professionally, "Prepare surgical instruments, cardiotonic electric shock, and ......"

Gu Lang shook off Mo Nanjue's hand, Mo Nanjue didn't even mind, and said in a low voice, "With Chen An here, nothing will happen to your people, so don't worry." ”

Gu Lang panted and turned his head to look at him, not because he didn't believe in Chen An's medical skills, but because he was too worried......

Just now the nurse said she wasn't breathing......

Mo Nanjue's long body leaned against the sofa, habitually squinting his peach blossom eyes, but his indifferent voice was extremely weighty, "I'm alive, he can't die from his injuries." ”