It's just that the emotion in Ling Zhi's eyes touched Mo Lanyan.

Moran Ember understands this look too well, this look is very similar to the way Chu Jiang looks at her.

Chu Jiangmo also looked at her like this before, it turned out that Chu Jiangmo ······ her.

"Mo Yan, we don't owe each other in the future, and we will never see each other again."

Ling Zhi spit out a word softly in Mo Yanjue's ear, and before Mo Yanjue could react, Ling Zhi also adopted the exact same move as Fang Ya Bo just now, directly splitting with one hand.

Mo Yanjue felt a pain in the back of his neck, and turned his head in astonishment.

The golden hair brushed Ling Zhi's cheeks, and the last thing Mo Yanjie met was Ling Zhi's enlarged gentle blue eyes, and he lost consciousness in the next second.

Ling Zhi leaned his head forward slightly at the moment when Mo Yanjie turned around, and his thin cool lips quickly dropped a kiss on Mo Yanjue's cheek.

There were faint tears in those blue eyes.

Smoke out, live well.

This is my last guardian for you.

This kiss, no one saw.

In everyone's eyes, Mo Yan turned around and fainted.

Ling Zhi greedily hugged Mo Yanjue, who had fainted for a second, and pushed it directly to Fang Yabo in the next second.

Fang Yabo hugged Mo Yanjue with his left hand, and when he looked at Ling Zhi, there was more sadness in it.

He had fought with Ling Zhi, and he knew what Ling Zhi's reason was for doing this.

Although they are rivals, they are all sentient beings.

Ling Zhi seems ruthless but affectionate. Those who are indifferent to love to the extreme are actually the ones who have the deepest affection.

"Let's go." Fang Yabo took a deep look at Ling Zhi, turned around directly, and supported one in his left hand and one in his right hand, urging Ming Qianqian and Mo Lanyan to hurry down.

Moran Ember didn't stop and went down quickly. It's just that there are a little more tears in his eyes.

Sure enough, he had intended to do so from the beginning.

No matter what he said to himself, no matter how much he covered it up, he was for that man after all.

In fact, this game, no matter what, he won.

Because Mo Yan is a man, he is indebted in this life.

And before Ming Qianqian went down, he turned his head and glanced at Ling Zhi seriously, as if he was struggling with something, but he chose to compromise after all. Then he turned around, kept up with Moran's pace, and hurried out of the small hill.

Ming Qianqing, who turned his head, didn't see Ling Zhi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Of course, Ling Zhi knew Ming Qianqing's careful thoughts, there was a gun hidden under the back seat of the car, how could he not know.

He had already unloaded the bullets from the gun, leaving only a shell there.

If Ming Qianchun really took out a gun and pointed it at him, then Ming Qianchen would definitely die.

He said that no one could take his life unless he wanted to die.

Ling Zhi looked away and finally settled on the blond-haired man.

Ten years ago, he saved him.

When he thought he was going to die, he saved him.

In the organization, there is only fighting.

So he remembered him, remembered his golden eyes.

In fact, he got the news very early on this mission, and the organization wanted to get rid of Mo Yanjie through this mission.

Otherwise, how could there have been an explosion in the WR company while he was there.

Because Mo Yan is the object of the organization's abandonment, no matter whether Mo Yan can succeed in this mission, he will definitely die.

So he's coming, he's coming here, he's coming to save him.

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