Suddenly, Yunhao Mou color Yilin, a pull Tong Jiaxue to sit on his leg.

Tong Jiaxue exclaimed, but he didn't reflect what happened. Suddenly he heard the gunshot!

A bullet flew at the two men.

Yunhao's wheelchair quickly moved back to the side, narrowly dodging the bullet.

The five killers lurking outside were exposed to the failure of the assassination.

They drove towards the yard.

Tong Jiaxue closes her eyes in fear and buries her tightly in Yunhao's arms. She only feels the wheelchair moving rapidly.

Ah J, who was preparing dinner in the house, heard the noise and rushed out in his apron.

Yunhao retreats to the door, pushes Tong Jiaxue into the house and quickly closes the door.

Tong Jiaxue falls on the ground, and the constant gunfire outside makes her heart tremble.

Worried that Yunhao was in danger outside, she got up in a panic and wanted to rush out. But on second thought, she couldn't help anything when she went out. Instead, she might have implicated brother Yunhao and ah J.

So she had to wait in the room, holding her trembling hands tightly in fear and fear.

What happened?

How could anyone kill them?

What's more, brother Yunhao lives in a very secret place. No one has been here for so long.

Tong Jiaxue is in a panic.

After a while, the terrible sound of gunfire finally stopped, and a faint groan of pain came from outside.

Tong Jiaxue's panic was suspended in her throat. She pressed her chest with one hand, and her face became more and more pale.

Did brother Yunhao win?

Or did the bad guys win?

Tong Jiaxue can't wait any longer. She grits her teeth and plucks up her courage to open the door. She sees Yunhao standing at the door.

Before she could see what was going on outside, Yunhao pulled her into the room and went upstairs.

"Brother Yunhao!" Tong Jiaxue staggered behind him and looked him up and down anxiously. He asked anxiously, "what's going on? Did you get hurt? "

"I'm fine."

When he went upstairs, Yunhao took Tong Jiaxue to a room, patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "don't worry. It's OK. You're good upstairs. Don't come downstairs."

"Why?" Tong Jiaxue's face was at a loss, "who are they?"

"Don't ask so much. I'll tell you later."

As soon as the voice dropped, Yunhao went out and closed the door.

Tong Jiaxue reaches out to open the door, but he hears Yunhao lock the door.

She twisted the door handle and cried out, "brother Yunhao! What happened? Why do you keep me here? "

The more Yunhao is like this, the more uneasy she feels.

Fear filled every cell of her body.

"Brother Yunhao! You let me out

However, no matter how Tong Jiaxue called, there was no response outside.

Yunhao has left.

He went downstairs and saw Ah J dragging a man with blood all over his body to come in. "Brother Haoyun, I've done too much. This is the only one left."

Yunhao went to the sofa and sat down, slowly exhaling a breath.

Recently, his body has become more and more weak. After leaving the wheelchair for a few steps, he felt that his strength was drained.

He raised his eyes, looked coldly at the man lying on the ground, bleeding on his legs, and asked in a deep voice, "who sent you?"

The man covered the injured leg with one hand, "who let me come? Isn't the tiger master very clear?"

The man's face rose with a smile, but Yunhao still saw the fear hidden in his eyes.

Yunhao chuckled, "the people in our organization are not as bad as you."

It's not like Yu Qiurong sent someone to kill him.

Not to mention that their skills are not as good as those of Yu Qiurong. Every killer in the organization has undergone strict training. Once the task fails and exposes his identity, he will choose to kill himself in order to avoid torture.

What's more, as far as he knew, there was something wrong with the arms trade on the French side. Yu Qiurong had evacuated the people back and temporarily put aside his own affairs. It seemed that only one fanlie was left in Jincheng.

The man vomited blood and continued: "there are so many people in the organization. Of course, tiger doesn't know us little people."

Yunhao slightly narrowed his dark eyes, leaned over and stared at the man with sharp eyes. "I asked you one last time, who sent you?"

The man didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of Yunhao, but he dodged, "I Didn't I say that already? "

Yunhao leaned back on the sofa and gave ah j a faint look.

Ah J nodded, picked up the fruit knife on the table, squatted in front of the man, slowly stabbed the tip of the knife into the man's injured leg, and gently rotated"Ah!!! I'm really sent by the boss! "

The man screamed in pain.

And this sentence confirmed what Yun Hao thought. These people were not Yu Qiurong's.

People in the organization call Yu Qiurong "old lady", not "boss".

"It's noisy!" Yunhao frowned.

He shut Tong Jiaxue in his arms, just don't want to let timid her see these pictures.

How could she hear such a scream.

"Let him shut up! Search your body. "

Ah J put the napkin into the man's mouth and began to search him carefully.

When he found his arm, ah J's action suddenly stopped. He carefully lifted the man's sleeve and took out a hidden silver needle from his sleeve.

The silver needle flashed a chill in the light.

Yun Hao's hand on the sofa suddenly clenched. He looked at the silver needle, and his eyes became more and more heavy.

this silver needle as like as two peas in a taxi, the old man's needle piercing his body.

He gnawed his teeth and said, "the night people."

Hearing these four words, the man looks flustered. It is obvious that his identity has been exposed.

Yunhao took a deep breath with great force, and a ferocious smile rose from the corner of his lips.

Can't the murderer finally help it?

He's finally got a clue to the real killer!

Ah J took off the man's mouth to wipe the table handkerchief, sternly asked: "is night home who sent you?"

The man shook his head and clenched his teeth.

Ah J raised the fruit knife again, and was about to chop off the man's fingers.

The man trembled with fear, "I said, I said, can you let me go?"

Yunhao nodded.

"Yes..." The man trembled and said, "it was Mu Siqing who sent us."

Yunhao breathed out a long breath, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Not yeluoqi, but mu Siqing.

Although the night family is now broken and dead, it is impossible to determine who the real murderer was. It has always been a knot in his heart.

Now, at last, he can be the real murderer!

The man shivered. "I know something else. I'll tell you everything. You can let me go."

Yunhao chuckled, "come and listen."

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