Chapter 292: You Will Also Have a Day to Die for Money

Chinese Her only belief is to take revenge on him! Let him double down on the damage he has suffered!

Liang Jingjing unbuttoned her upper body, Jing Mohao raised the gun in her hand, aimed it at her shoulder and shot decisively. Please search (@¥) to see the most complete! The fastest update

Liang Jingjing was hit, staggered back, fingered, but did not say a word, and stepped up the movement of her hand, revealing a circle of fiery cheap explosives, as well as a skinny, bone-covered upper body with no beauty at all.

No wonder she had a ring of explosives tied to her body, but people couldn't see the clues.

She had long known that Jing Mohao was not so easy to deal with, even the gold medal killer that Chen Jun had spent all his savings to invite might not be able to compete with him, so she had prepared in advance, even if the jade was burned, she was no longer a person who spared her life.

If they miss this one, they will never have a day of revenge!

Jing Mohao immediately raised her gun and didn't plan to stay alive, if she was able to escape from the secret room, she had already determined that they must be related to Ouyang behind her, and she used such a cheap method, it can be seen that there is no control by other forces, since this is the case, there is no need for him to take her back for interrogation.

Liang Jingjing also seemed to have discovered his intentions, and grabbed the fire letter in his hand before he could shoot.

Jing Mohao saw that she had already detonated the bomb, and there was no need to use bullets, and it was easier to directly hand it over to the police as a martyrdom **** case.

So he turned and ran quickly to the windowsill, holding on to the edge of the window, ready to fly and jump off.

The moment the finger lifted off the edge of the window, the ring on the little finger was pushed out by the window frame and rolled down the room.

Jing Mohao's expression contracted violently, and he immediately turned around and jumped into the house to look for it.

This is something left by Luo Xi, and he must not lose it!

The woman in the room looked at the figure that Jing Mohao turned around to look for, and then looked at the primer that was about to burn out, and the corners of her mouth slowly overflowed with a slight sneer, "Jing Mohao, I really can't imagine that you will also die for money one day." ”

Jing Mohao took out the ring under the bed, and immediately turned around, and suddenly there was a loud noise.

Smoke billowed from the fifth floor of the hotel, glass shattered, the ground shook, and roars and screams scattered in all directions.

Jing Mohao felt a wave of heat hit, and the world turned into a gunsmoke.

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Simple house.

He Yiru was taken to the residence by Jian Qing.

Jian Qing's residence is a quiet villa with an off-white exterior wall, clean and simple.

What do you mean to get off the car and look around here surrounded by green trees, vines climbing, relaxed and happy, "It's so beautiful." ”

Since the last exchange at a meal, the two seem to be friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and they always have endless words to say, and they can always find common interests that they haven't found before.

The so-called meeting and hating to be late is roughly like this.

Jian Qing locked the car and walked to her side, with her hands behind her back, with a slight smile, "Do you think it's cool and remote here?" ”

"Why, on the contrary, I think it's very lively." He Yiru looked at the pavilion in front of him.

Jian Qing smiled in her eyes, and she felt that there was a flash of treasure, so she pretended to groan, "Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

"The grass and trees are verdant, the leaves are whispering, the vines are climbing, the insects are singing, and it is very lively." He Yiru was immersed in a piece of poetry, closing his eyes and meditating.

Jian Qing deeply agreed, but she was not very sure to test her, "I didn't expect Yiru to be a person who likes to be lively." ”

He Yiru slowly opened his clear eyes, looked at him slightly, and shook his head gently, "Qing's words are bad." ”

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