When Jun Moting arrived home, it was already past 12 o'clock.

It was quiet in the villa.

Knowing that he had already slept, Jun Moting deliberately lightened his pace.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Qin Shuyi walking out of the bedroom.

I changed my pajamas, but my hair was not messy, and I didn't sleep at first glance.

"Mo Ting, Ah Ye went out and hasn't come back yet."

Qin Shuyi's face was worried.

Jun Moting smiled as usual, "It's summer vacation, and I've been in the mountains for more than a week, this injury is just right, I think it's strange that he doesn't go out to go crazy." ”

As he spoke, he took Qin Shuyi's shoulders and walked towards the bedroom, with a mocking expression, "Mom, you don't really think that your Ah Ye is a good boy, right?" ”

"Ah Ye is already very well-behaved."

Qin Shuyi looked proud, and instead, patted Jun Moting's hand, "You are also good." ”

At this age, it's time to play.

From her, I really haven't seen Ah Ye go out with friends.

Seeing Jun Moting with a strange expression on his face, as if it was a common thing for Qin to return at night, Qin Shuyi was relieved, "Okay, then I'll sleep." ”

"Good night."

Seeing Qin Shuyi lying down and turning off the lights for her, Jun Moting quietly retreated.

As soon as the door closed, Jun Moting's face changed.

Pressing the bell, Jun Moting strode out, dialing Qin Ye's mobile phone.

When Jun Moting hung up the phone with an irritable face, Uncle Tong arrived, "Young master, the second young master went out at eight o'clock, and he rode the Harley he liked." ”

"Okay, got it."

The response dissipated, and Jun Moting's car had already driven out of the villa.

"Mo Er, check the location of that Harley."

"Mo Qi, call up the monitoring of the target location."

……

A few minutes later, a convoy roared out of Mojing Villa.

When the surveillance screen appeared on Jun Moting's mobile phone, he saw the young man in the flower shirt holding a knife and slashing at Qin Ye.

The steering wheel was crooked, and the car almost rushed down the mountain road, Jun Moting frowned, and adjusted the direction in time.

Only under the feet, step harder.

……

The night breeze is cool.

At the foot of the mountain, the picture seems to be still.

The two groups of people confronted each other like that.

But if a third party is present, he will definitely find that on the side with many people, everyone's eyes are full of fear, and they look at the two people directly opposite with trembling eyes.

No, to be exact, looking at a person.

The devil standing in front of Qin Ye was still the same careless and lazy appearance.

Coupled with his thin figure, he is no different from those gentlemanly brothers in Yun'an City who drink and play cards and play women all day long.

However, as soon as he made a move, it made people tremble.

When the young man in the flower shirt rushed towards Qin Ye, the devil and Qin Ye were separated by a distance of five or six meters.

No one can see how the devil passes.

They only knew that the result was that the young man in the flower shirt didn't even touch Qin Ye's hair.

Instead, he was snatched by the devil and stabbed him in the heart.

If it's really cold, it can be considered a relief.

On the contrary, the young man in the flower shirt is not dead.

At this moment, lying in a pool of blood, one breath is long and one breath is short.

Under the street lamp, a sallow face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing the devil who stepped on his wound and was just waiting for him to say a word, everyone had a feeling that their lives were no longer in their hands.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

"Ahhh......hh

The devil stepped on it, and the howl of the young man in the flower shirt instantly pierced the night sky.

Sweat dripping into the blood, soon out of sight, the young man in the flower shirt twisted his neck stiffly, looking at the group of people he brought, "Quick, run......"

There are still dozens of them.

The devil and Qin Ye, there are only two people.

Scattered and fled, and most of them could always escape.

The devil hooked his lips: Want to escape? Did he agree?

As if he understood what the boss meant, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, glanced at the devil, and ran in different directions.

Before he ran a few dozen meters, he was blocked by a piercing roar and an oncoming convoy.