Hiding here can only avoid it for a while, and when it is dawn, people from the Qinglong Gang will still find it, so it is better to find a more hidden place while it is dark.

When Mo Lingwei was hesitating whether to go to Mo Jinlan, she heard shouts not far away, torches surrounded the hilltop at that place, and the night wind sent intermittent voices into her ears.

"Second Miss Mo was captured by that group." He Wenhao, with good hearing, frowned and looked at the crowd gathered together, "It seems that the second young master was also arrested together."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Shinobi asked, "Miss Mo, are you going to save them?"

He didn't like Mo Jinlan and Gong Su, and he didn't take pleasure in knowing that they were caught, but he refused in his heart to save them.

The child seemed to be ignorant of everything in the outside world, and Xiu'er had always had a good schedule. At this time, he had fallen asleep leaning on Mo Lingwei's shoulder, and the back of his head was resting on Mo Lingwei's palm.

Mo Lingwei thought for a moment, then asked He Wenhao: "Second Master He, do you think I should go and save them? If something happens to Xiu'er..."

"If you just watched them die like this, would your conscience be disturbed?" He Wenhao asked.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei was silent.

He Wenhao sighed: "Do your best, Miss Mo, if the Qinglong gang attacks again at dawn tomorrow, none of us will be able to escape."

The fact that Gong Su was caught meant that the people he brought over had no power to resist.

There are more and more torches under the mountain, and members of the Qinglong Gang are searching for people hiding in the mountain like a carpet.

Mo Lingwei handed the gun in his hand to He Wenhao, and took another gun from his waist to hold in his hand, "Let's go."



The torch was about to reach Mo Jinlan's face, and her long hair blowing in the wind was burned, giving off a burnt smell.

Mo's hair was grabbed by someone, and the man pulled it hard, forcing Mo Jinlan to raise his head, revealing a delicate little face in distress.

The man's face was full of flesh and blood, and he looked fierce: "Where is the eldest lady of the Mo family and that little bastard? The person I want to arrest is not you. You'd better explain it to me obediently, otherwise..."

The man's big palm got stuck on Mo Jinlan's neck, and with a little force, it seemed that she could break her neck: "I can only take your two corpses back to the business."

Gong Su had been beaten until his head was bleeding, lying on the ground dying, unable to move.

Mo Jinlan choked his neck: "If you have the ability, strangle me to death. Miss Ben told you from the beginning that the person you are looking for is not here at all."

"Bitch, do you think I dare not?" The man raised the gun in his hand and was about to smash it at Mo Jinlan's head.

With a "bang", the gunshot rang out, the brain burst, and blood spurted out from the man's head, and red, white and white mucus drenched Mo Jinlan's head and face.

Mo Jinlan screamed in disgust.

As soon as the members of the Qinglong Gang turned their heads, the woman and child that the He family wanted to arrest appeared in front of them. They didn't expect that the second young master of the He family was also there, standing in front of Mo Lingwei, protecting the woman.

Mo Lingwei held the gun in one hand, supported Xiu'er in the other, and the wooden box had already been handed over to He Wenhao.

When the people from the Qinglong gang came to besiege, He Wenhao pulled Mo Lingwei and approached the upwind position while dealing with the approaching enemies.

What frightened those people was not the guns with limited bullets in their hands, but the hidden weapon in He Wenhao's hand...