Someone shot at her, the bullet hit the car door, An Ge shot back, Quan Mo immediately pounced when he saw this, and before the car door was opened, someone rushed towards Quan Mo......

"Bang."

Angel shot the man in the shoulder again.

Quan Mo turned around, grabbed his arm, grabbed the gun neatly, and lifted his leg to kick it......

An Ge clearly saw that Quan Mo's physical strength trembled slightly, and leaned towards her, and he forced himself to walk towards her, holding a pistol in one hand.

"Get in the car!"

Ange called out to him, continuing to look for a target to attack.

Instead of getting into the car, Kwon Mo stood next to the window, using his height advantage to check the targets he was dodging, and fired frequently.

“……”

I don't know how long it was, but the night was quiet and quiet.

The other party is wounded and killed.

They're safe.

The pistol slipped down Ann's room, and she pressed her ear, and her ears were still filled with the aftermath of the gunshot, and her head went blank......

Outside, Quan Mo's men began to clean up the scene, lifting the injured people one by one and throwing them into the car, and all those who were unfortunately shot and killed were also carried into the car.

The road was mottled with blood.

This is the life of the Black Court.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood was intertwined in the night, and it was impossible to hide, and it was impossible to avoid it.

An Ge looked outside, and the whole person was indescribably uncomfortable.

She hates this life, she hates the dark court......

"Get me down!"

Quan Mo threw away the gun, slammed the car door, and grabbed An Ge, who was sitting limp in the car, out of the car.

An Ge's body was weak, her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and it took a long time to stand firm, and she raised her eyes to look at Quan Mo.

Quan Mo stood in front of her, his black eyes glaring at her angrily, his handsome face was full of anger, and he shouted in a low voice, "Who told you to shoot?!" ”

“……”

An Ge stood there, pursing his bitten lips and not speaking, his body still chilling from fear.

"You are all talking about it, aren't you?!" Quan Mo was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked the sports car.

“……”

An Ge didn't speak, she fired the gun expecting to be scolded by him, she stood there obediently trained.

"I don't want you to help!" Quan Mo's face was pale, a pair of dark eyes glared at her, his teeth clenched, and he grabbed her hand suddenly, "Is it fun to shoot?" Is it fun to hit someone? How many times do you want me to say that your hands are holding microphones! ”

He was really angry.

An Ge's hand was tightly clenched by him, so that her whole hand was bloody, and the pain was terrible.

An Ge struggled and said softly, "Let go." ”

"Now I know it hurts?! If a bullet hits you just now, you're done! Quan Mo glared at her fiercely.

"What if it hits you?" An Ge asked rhetorically.

"Then let me die." Quan Mo said coldly.

“……”

An Ge had nothing to say, pursed his lips, and struggled in pain.

"Say, you won't do that in the future!" Quan Mo roared coldly.

An Ge pursed his lips and did not speak, his fair face showing stubbornness.

She doesn't hurt anyone, but if someone hurts him, she still does......

"Say!" Kwon Mo yelled.

"......" An Ge was silent, his hand was clenched to the extreme, as if it was about to be scrapped.

Always as strong as a cow!

I don't know how to die.

"Good! You don't like to hold a microphone so much, you have to hold a gun, I'm going to scrap your hand today! I'll see what you'll use to get a gun in the future! ”