Mo Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and also heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

"It's me." Gu Ting's voice sounded in the back.

Mo Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief, people are scary, scared to death.

Dongfang Cheng turned sideways, his eyes locked on the iron door, glanced up, and found that there was lime falling on it, his face suddenly changed, and he pulled up Mo Wuxian beside him and hurriedly retreated.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The side door of the villa was locked, and a young lady in a bright dress walked over and glanced at it, and asked the servant standing nearby.

"What's locked here?" When she came not long ago, the places were still open.

"The warehouse over there is under construction and reconstruction, which is more dangerous."

"Oh." The young lady smiled slightly, and turned to find Mo Yan's figure.

**

After a puff of dust, Dongfang Cheng covered his mouth and nose and stared vigilantly at the dozen or so black-clothed people in front of him.

"Tingo, they have guns." Mo Wuxian glanced at it and darkened his eyes.

They have guns, and each of them has one.

Gu Ting squinted, and the person was also lazy: "Well, I saw it." ”

"Mo Yan this time, he wants to kill people, he is bold enough." Dongfang Cheng glanced at the group of black-clothed people, stepped on the fallen iron door, and made a rumbling sound.

The man in black cheered up and stared at the three of them vigilantly, for fear that they would play some tricks.

"Let's talk about it." Dongfang Cheng looked at them, "How much money did Mo Yan give?" We give double. ”

The man in black was unmoved.

"You take the same amount of money and kill three people, compared with taking twice the money and killing one person, of course, the latter is more profitable." Dongfang Cheng stretched out his hand and gestured, and what he said was the way.

"Noise." The black-clothed man at the head obviously didn't want to listen to him, raised his gun, and aimed it at Dongfang Cheng's head.

The first person will cut him first.

Boom!

The gunshot rang out, Dongfang Cheng had already flashed to the side, and the man in black spit out a mouthful of blood, covered his heart, and looked in the direction of the other two in disbelief.

They turned out to be guns, too.

"If you don't have any strength, how can you come out and mix?" Before they could react, Mo Wuxian had already flashed under the tree with Gu Ting.

Originally, it was a situation where the man in black won steadily, but now the strength of the two sides has become very different.

There is an old locust tree on the edge of the warehouse, and if you look closely, you will see a blue light shining through the branches and leaves.

[Lan Yifan: Grandma, where have you been? 】

[No such person: look at the excitement. 】

The girl put away her mobile phone, took out her glasses from her pocket and put them on, and a silver light flashed by the mirror.

"Ahh There was a scream from under the tree, and a man fell to the ground.

Gu Ting: They had the upper hand.

Shen Qing glanced at the man, who was shot in the calf, blood soaked his trouser leg, and there was a tattoo on his ankle, which was strangely shaped.

The other three men in black saw that the form was not right, gestured to their companions, and retreated into the warehouse.

"Brother Ting, are you chasing?" Before Dongfang Cheng's words fell, those black-clothed people suddenly fell at the door of the warehouse one by one, foaming at the mouth.

"This ......" Mo Wuxian was stunned, and immediately looked towards Xizhou, is there anyone else?

Gu Ting narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old locust tree.

"Someone's up there?" Dongfang Cheng looked over, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, the leaves moved, and Dongfang Cheng immediately raised his gun.

The girl fell off quickly, and the glasses on the bridge of her nose shone through a glimmer of silver.

"Shen Qing?" Mo Wuxian hurriedly pressed down Dongfang Cheng's muzzle.

It's really deadly, and he pointed a gun at her.

"What's wrong?" Gu Ting stepped forward, and the girl was bending over, using her mobile phone to shine on the man's ankle under the tree.

Pierced on it is a five-clawed dragon, the emblem of a terrorist organization.