Chapter 496

These people were obviously ambushed in advance, and the location of the cemetery provided them with an excellent hiding place to hide.

And when they are ready for action, the short distance makes them not need to waste too much time, a few seconds quickly surrounded them.

Chi Wan and Wen Mo are still standing where they are.

Late is some legs soft, can't walk.

Wen Mo didn't even change his expression. He even leisurely took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. Then he took out a golden lighter. His fingers were tight and loose, and the flames jumped.

"You scared me." He spoke blandly.

The endless crowd surrounded them in a circle. The diameter of the center of the circle was about six or seven meters. In the center was the location of Chi Wan and Wen mo.

A voice came from far and near, and asked in half baked Chinese, "will you be afraid to smell Er Shao?"

Wen Mo said without raising his eyelids, "people with phobia are scared."

Tardy: "tardy"

If not on this occasion, she will be very face to laugh out loud support.

But now the layers of figures in front of her only made her feel frightened.

Even the most professional movies can't produce the thrilling effect at this moment.

The crowd suddenly made way for a narrow passage, and a blonde man in a gray suit came slowly.

"I haven't heard the name of Er Shao for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so good at telling jokes."

When he came near, he took a quick look at him.

His height is conservatively estimated to be over 1.95 meters, and he is extremely strong. Even if he is wearing a suit, he can see the ferocious muscle shape under his clothes, which is easy to associate with the profession of boxer.

He has a wing shaped tattoo under his right ear.

If you look at it carefully, a silver wing is pinned on the chest of his suit, and the neckline of other gray suits with the same dress is also pinned. You can see that it is a well-trained organization.

Chi Wan clenched Wen Mo's hand and trembled slightly. She tried to tell herself to be calm.

She asked herself what to do so as not to delay Wenmo.

But in the present situation, it seems that she can do nothing but wait to die.

This time, she and Wenmo seem to be doomed.

Touching the cold sweat of her palm, Wen Mo glanced at her and bent his lips slightly. "Didn't he tell you not to be afraid?"

Late late stiff pulled two corners of the mouth, how this time, he can still smile.

If she hadn't heard that Mo didn't bring anyone, she would have thought that he was confident.

"I have to say that I really admire your courage."

The blonde clapped his hands and said, "are you Chinese so afraid of death?"

Wen Mo's cold eyes swept the expressionless faces in front of him. "I'm flattered. If I'm a Chinese, I'll send out thousands of you. It's really hard."

Blonde man half true half false smile, "two less value, it is worth us to do."

Wen Mo picked the next eyebrow, "I should be honored."

"Well, that's the end of the gossip."

The blonde man pulled out his pistol and looked at Wen Mo with a dead man's eyes. "You can save the rest for the hell to say!"

The muzzle of the gun pointed to Wen Mo's forehead. He was still calm, and his cold sweat was coming down.

"Wait a minute."