"You won't really like Su Mo!"
Looking at Mo Zixiao and seeing that he didn't refute, Ling Yu already knew his answer.
I don't know why, Ling Yu had a dull feeling in his heart, as if his things had suddenly been robbed.
Turning around, the ink owl said slowly: "don't say this first, our whereabouts have been exposed!"
"Who did it?"
"She didn't say. She just said that there were traitors inside us. The last few brothers sold the news, so they were killed there!"
Mo Zixiao said coldly. It seems that there will be another hard battle tonight.
"Where is this?" as soon as he opened his eyes, Su Xiangwan saw himself lying on a big bed.
"Wake up, do you feel any discomfort?" the ink owl came to Su Xiangwan's bed and asked anxiously.
Ling Yu stepped forward, looked at Su Xiangwan, smiled and said, "Su Mo, didn't I let you act? How could you really faint?"
Looking at Ling Yu, Su Xiangwan was silent for dozens of seconds, smiled playfully and said, "you don't know! I majored in the performance department in college. Of course, the performance is realistic!"
"I see, but your acting skills are also very good. If you are allowed to go to the entertainment industry, I promise you will be popular all over the world within a year!"
"That's what my teacher said!"
Hearing Ling Yu's praise, Su xiangnight was very narcissistic.
Only Su Xiangwan knew that she really fainted because she saw Lu shaochu.
The man who once said he would always love her and protect her, but also hurt her.
Although Su Xiangwan tried his best to hide the pain in his heart, he was caught by the ink owl standing aside.
From the wave in Su Xiangwan's eyes, Mo Zixiao can conclude that there is someone she doesn't want to see in the meeting.
And that person may be the man who disfigured her and fell into the sea.
"Well, since Su Mo has woken up, we should go back!"
"Su Mo, is your body OK?"
"Don't worry! I'm fine!"
Ink owl looked at Ling Yu and nodded, because they knew that staying here for one more minute would be more dangerous.
"Let's go!"
Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, Su Xiangwan hurried out of bed. The ink owl took her hand. The three soon disappeared into the room.
If the previous trip to see Uncle Wang with Lu shaochu was thrilling, then the trip with Mo Zixiao was really thrilling at midnight.
"Little Lord, get in the car!"
The three had just walked out of the hotel, and Mu Yan had been waiting there.
The ink owl pulled Su Xiangwan into the car at the fastest speed. Before Su Xiangwan reacted, he heard a gunshot.
"Don't be afraid. Do a good job. No matter what happens later, don't panic!"
Although she had the last experience, Su Xiangwan was still very afraid. The only thing she could do now was to be obedient and not distract Mo Zixiao.
Nodded. Su Xiangwan covered his ears tightly with his hands and tried to make himself less afraid.
"Wow, so many people!"
Ling Yu kept saying rude words while firing a gun.
It seems that TSS paid a lot of money this time, and even hired internationally famous killers to take his life.
"Bang, bang, Bang..."
The fire of the other side became more and more fierce. The bullets were like a storm. The attackers knocked them out of the window!
Even in good bulletproof glass, they can't stand such shooting.
Bang
"Ah..."
The car behind the ink owl was hit by a bullet on the fuel tank, and the fire was everywhere in an instant.
"Ling Yu, Mu Yan and I cover. You find a way to cross the checkpoint in front!"
Looking at the killer chasing after him, the ink owl shouted at Mu Yan.
"OK, sit down!"
I only heard Ling Yu sit down and the car swish and drive towards the airport quickly.
Ling Yu's driving skills were really not built. He soon broke through the front checkpoint and arrived at the airport.
"Su Mo, get off!"
While firing his gun, the ink owl took Su to the evening and hurried to the plane.
A dozen people in black heard the gunshot and came to meet him. Soon Su xiangnight got on the plane.
"Brothers, get out!"
Watching the brothers fall in front of themselves, the ink owl shouted loudly.
Bang
The man in black standing in front of the ink owl instantly fell down, and a cold murderous spirit surged on the face of the ink owl.
Looking at the people in black falling down one by one, Su Xiangwan's eyes slowly enlarged, and tears had already soaked his eyes.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed. Su Xiangwan shouted to the ink owl, "be careful, there are snipers!"
"Little Lord, be careful!"
Bang
The bullet ran through Mu Yan's chest, and blood gushed out and slowly soaked his clothes.
"Mu Yan!"
"Ling Yu, withdraw!"
Soon, Mu Yan was dragged onto the plane by two people in black, put him down and went to meet the ink owl again.
Looking at Mu Yan who was constantly bleeding, Su Xiangwan was so frightened that he forgot to cry. He hurried to take the bandage to help Mu Yan stop bleeding.
"Mu Yan, hold on!"
"I'm fine!"
Mu Yan was very weak, and his face became paler and paler.
Su Xiangwan took the scissors and carefully cut the clothes on Mu Yan's chest. Looking at the bloody wound on his chest, he was very uncomfortable.
"Mu Yan, hold on!"
As soon as Ling Yu came up and put the things on his hand, he began to check Mu Yan's wound.
Looking at Mu Yan's wound, the expression on Ling Yu's face became more and more heavy.
"The bullet is only one centimeter from the heart. If the bullet is not taken out immediately, Mu Yan's life will be in danger!"
"What else do you say? Operate immediately!"
After pondering for a while, Ling Yu said with a puzzled face: "I can't have surgery alone. The only brother who knows medical care has just died!"
"Let me help you!"
"Do you understand?" looked up at Su Xiangwan, and Ling Yu asked in surprise.
Although she was afraid, Su Xiangwan stood up without hesitation.
"When I was in college, I took a medical course. I still know a little about these things!"
"OK, let's start!"
With the passage of time bit by bit, I finally completed the operation after three hours.
"How's it going?"
Seeing Ling Yu coming out of the room, Mo Zixiao stood up and asked.
"There is no life danger for the time being, because I lost too much blood. I may wake up tomorrow!"
Knowing that Mu Yan's life is not in danger, Mo Zixiao's heart is slowly relieved. Mu Yan was injured for himself. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid he would have reported to the underground government from his own point of view.
After a while, Su Xiang came out of it in the evening.