Chapter 615

Yang Lan saw Mo Wen's face changed. She couldn't help trembling. She didn't know why. She suddenly felt that she had gone too far.

Maybe it's that Yang Lan can't bear to see Mo Wen's unhappy appearance. Maybe it's that Yang Lan loves this man deeply and doesn't want to make a joke of her own to make this man so unhappy.

Whatever the reason, Yang Lan has regretted the joke.

When Mo Wen was silent, Yang Lan quickly shook Mo Wen's arm with her hand and said with a smile, "brother mosquito, what's the matter? Get angry? I'm just joking with you... Don't do this... Ok... "

Mo asked subconsciously, he took a look at Yang Lan, didn't say anything, shrugged and sat down on the sofa, smoking while listening to the situation next door.

Seeing this, Yang Lan thought to herself: it's over. This time, the joke is too big.

Mo Wen's silence and displeasure made Yang Lan feel flustered, and she kept muttering in her heart: what should I do? Brother mosquito is angry. I'm just joking. I didn't expect that this guy was really angry.

Thinking of this, Yang Lan followed Mo Wen and sat down.

"Brother mosquito, I'm sorry. I... I really don't mean anything else. Don't get me wrong. OK, I can't apologize. I can't make such a joke anymore. Don't be angry..."

"Ha ha..." Mo Wen looked at Yang Lan's coquettish appearance and said with a smile, "I'm not angry, but I think I owe you too much..."

"Really not angry?" Yang Lan doesn't believe Mo Wen.

"Really not angry!" Don't ask and nod.

"Why don't you be angry? You are obviously angry! " Yang Lan blocked her mouth and put her head on Mo Wen's shoulder.

"I'm thinking about something, not angry because of your joke... Haha..." when it comes to this, Mo Wen grinned and continued: "if this little thing is angry, then I don't have to do anything. OK, let's not talk about it. I'll arrange it immediately and start to act... First..."

Yang Lan nodded and quickly asked, "what do you need me to do?"

Mo Wen smiles, reaches out his hand and gently strokes Yang Lan's hair. He says with a smile: "no need... You just stay here. I'll show you a good play later..."

After that, Mo Wen took out his cell phone and dialed a mysterious phone number: "it's me... Ten minutes later, I'll take action and take down those people who are monitoring me... Remember... Try to stay alive, if you can't, kill everyone..."

"Yes, master!" He answered the phone and hung up.

Holding the phone in hand, Mo Wen went to the window and looked out. He thought to himself, no matter who you are, I won't allow you to make small moves under your eyes.

Thinking, ten minutes is up, Mo Wen has turned around and gently approached the door of room 1718.

Mo Wen understands that these people are very sensitive to the smell of danger, especially the experts like them. As long as they feel any killing machine around them, it will make them alert. It is obviously unrealistic for Mo Wen to try to get rid of these people with one blow. Yang Lan is waiting in the room to see a good play, while Mo Wen is only with ishenberg, Judging from what I heard just now, there were at least four people in room 1718.

This also means that Mo Wen and ishenberg will kill two people with the fastest speed.

Mo Wen closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the murder in his heart. He held his breath. After more than ten seconds, the laughter finally came out in room 1718. Mo Wen also slowly raised his right foot to kick room 1718

"Bang!" At that moment, it was almost a tenth of a second. Four or five people in the room immediately felt the powerful killing and were shocked.

In a hurry, one of the men in his thirties reacted very quickly. He threw a stool to Mo Wen. At the same time, his head sank suddenly and his body rushed forward abruptly.

All this happened like lightning. The man's reaction speed was much faster than Mo Wen's expectation. Moreover, Mo Wen's response speed was not slow. It was just that he had no time to distinguish who was who, so he suddenly hurt the killer.

"Bang" of a punch, don't ask heavy hit fly that stool, just listen to "click" a sound, this stool was broken, fragments in a powerful force, toward a few people behind.

Ishabel also changed suddenly. His huge body and outspread wings incited the four or five people to fall to the ground on the spot.

At this moment, Mo Wen's phantom nine steps have been put into practice. In the blink of an eye, he swam to the man who had the fastest reaction before. He punched this guy in the chest with a "click" sound, and the sound of bone fracture sounded. The man didn't even hum, and then he fainted in pain.

The other four, two first and two later, had their wings smashed into their heads and died with a few "bangs" and no hum.

Mo Wen was surprised and angry. He had just told me that he wanted to stay alive, but he didn't expect that these people were killed before they could fight. He killed four people by mistake. Mo Wen was willing to jump to the man who was in a coma. This is the only chance for him to dig out the boss behind the scenes. He must not be allowed to fail.

Squatting down, Mo Wen first took a look at the man's injury. Seeing that he was not worried about his life, he clasped the man's collar with one hand and fell the man down on the bed like a chicken.

"Pa!" A cigarette is in Mo Wen's mouth. The lighter makes a clear sound. The fire burns the cigarette. Mo Wen takes a puff and takes a glance at the room. Modern instruments are everywhere. There are more than a dozen walkie talkies, computers, monitoring equipment, surveillance images and so on. Mo Wen even sees several military weapons.

Frowning, don't ask, pick up a teacup in front of the computer, whether it's hot or not, pour it on the head of the man who has been in a coma.

"Rush Boiling water poured on the man's forehead.

"Cough..." the man who was knocked unconscious by Mo Wen woke up under the water. As soon as he opened his eyes, he coughed.

"Who are you?" Mo asked, looking at the man coldly, and asked in a cold voice.

"You... Don't ask... How do you..." the man was surprised when he saw the appearance of a man and a woman in front of him. It seemed that he didn't expect that Mo Wen would come to the door so soon.

"Surprised?" Don't ask, sneer.

"Originally... You have already found out..." the man was calm, one hand pressed on the injured part of his chest, the other hand supported his body and moved slowly towards the back.

"How can you deceive me with that trick? Don't you look down on me? " Don't ask an eye to stare, the footstep has already begun to move slowly, toward that man one step by step walked past.

"We've been trapped. You took our people around on purpose in that car... And... If I guess right, you may have killed all the people near this hotel now?" The man's eyes couldn't help glancing at the surveillance image on the computer and smiling coldly. This kind of smile seems to have a sense of death.

"Tell me, who are you? Who is your boss? Whether you can live or not depends on your thinking. "

"What if I told you I didn't know anything?" When the man heard Mo Wen's question, he asked back arrogantly.

"Then you don't have the meaning to continue to live... Because the enemy who is useless to me must die..." when Mo Wen talked about the back, his face changed dramatically, and he gritted his teeth and said the last five words, especially the word "death". Mo Wen accentuated his voice, as if to remind the man that death is so close to him.

"Ha ha..." the man looked up and laughed. He didn't seem to be afraid of Mo Wen's threat at all. However, what he said next made Mo Wen look at the man differently: "Mo Wen, threaten me? I know your means. All the time, you have never left a living for any enemy. For me, the end is the same, death... "

"Well?" Mo frowned and sneered, "how can you be so sure I'll kill you? Or... You tell the boss behind the scenes and your overall plan to watch me... Maybe I will let you go? "

"Don't ask, do you think I'm a three-year-old? Do you think I'll believe this kind of deception? Ok... Stop talking nonsense. If you want to kill me, I'll frown... It's not a man... "

"Ha ha..." it seems that Mo Wen didn't expect that the man's bone would be so hard, but he would not give up the chance to pry open the man's mouth until the last moment. When the laughter stopped, Mo Wen suddenly moved. When the man reacted, Mo Wen's hand had already clasped the man's ankle and folded it with force, "click!" A sound, the man's left foot on the spot was mo asked broken.

"Ah..." the cry of pain suddenly rang.

The man's facial expression was painfully distorted, and the other foot kicked fiercely. Then, he threw a pillow to Mo Wen, and then one of them jumped down, stood on the bedside with one foot, grabbed the sheet with both hands, suddenly lifted the mattress and smashed it to Mo Wen.

It's worthy of being a special killer. In this case, he didn't panic and attacked one after another. Finally, Mo Wen's torture was completely blocked and he took the initiative in the situation.

"Bang", don't ask a foot to kick the mattress away, at the same time quickly step back, hands show off the defensive posture, lest this man will suddenly hit him at this time.

However, the mattress fell heavily on the other side of the bed, making a loud noise, but the man suddenly lost his trace.

Don't ask a heart next startled, quickly look around, this man really disappeared trace.