The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 681, when they reacted, the gun in the hands of Mo Jingshen has already...

Mo Jing went deep into the cold anger, and saw that a large number of medical staff were injured, and many of them were unconscious because they were suddenly attacked by the back of the hospital, and the warmth of the season was originally occupied. The lines of all medical instruments in the severe ICU were cut off and the bed was empty.

The distance between them is too far away, and the non-hospital staff can't get close. Don't say that after he fell asleep last night, Qin Siting stayed outside. Even if he is here, he is afraid that it will not be possible. Whether those people are real medical staff or other people who come in, when they are discovered, people must have been transferred.

Suddenly, Mo Jingshen’s cell phone rang, and the man’s eyes with a cold look looked at Qin Sit’s number on the phone screen. When he picked up the phone, he heard Qin Steen’s voice: “Found, our People are already surrounded by the outside, but the warmth of the season is in their hands. They ask you to go over in person. The purpose is very clear. Even if you can't use the warm season to get out of Atu too, you should put what you want from your mouth. Put it out, they are just an excuse to take the reason for the change of Atu too, actually take the opportunity to monopolize."

"I used to." Mo Jing deep expressionless, hang up the phone, turned and walked straight out.

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The big hotel room was quiet and deserted. Several Cambodians watched the bloodless woman on the bed. She stole her from a few hours ago. Until now, people have not woken up. They even suspected that they had stolen a dead person. Come out, can you threaten to get the ink depth?

After all, I heard that this woman named Ji Wenshen is the only weakness of Mo Jingshen. It is a threat to bring people out of the intensive care unit.

"Will she die here?" One of the dwarfs looked at the woman on the bed, always feeling that she now looks no different from the dead, and there is no reflection at all.

"Even if it is dead, Control will definitely find a way to bring her whole body back, patiently waiting, people are expected to arrive soon."

"We are now surrounded by people from the I base. Is this too dangerous? The big brother has not been rescued. Should we change the life of the older brother..."

"What change? If we come from the Control port, the money will be ours in the future! The big brother is in their hands for so many days, and if they don't die, they should be disabled. There is no way to cover us." Regardless of him, we do this on our own!"

One of them put his hand on the woman's nose at the moment. After a while, he said a little embarrassedly: "The breathing is very weak... We just stole the person. If it really died here, Control will not Will we directly kill us? For example, directly bombed this building?"

"His woman is in our hands. This building will not be blown up. People have already stolen it. What are you afraid of?"

"..."

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Just when several people were still studying each other and how to do it, Mo Jingshen had already arrived at the location where Qin Siting was.

"People are on the top, and Mrs. Mo's life is coming. If you don't come in person, before our people besieged, they will directly throw Mrs. Mo from the balcony on the top floor." Ah K came over and said: "Mr. Mo, these people are not too loyal to Atu too. They have already had an enthusiasm. In my opinion, such a profitable person is better than a person who is too loyal and rigid. You pay attention to safety, we then cooperate to keep up."

Those people asked Mo Jingshen to go up in person and could not carry guns on his body.

Mo Jingshen stood on the carpet of the hotel's quiet and luxurious corridor. The expressionless arms stretched out and allowed the two Cambodians below to search for it, making sure that he did not bring a gun to allow him to enter the elevator.

Until the top floor of the hotel, the man walked out of the elevator, his long and straight figure was covered with a thin blade-like cold, and he saw the room in front and the few people guarding the door. The face was cold and cold, and the sound seemed to overflow from the throat. The tone is cold and ridiculous: "Several traitors who want to take the mountain as the king, the ambition is far enough to dare to hold me?"

Those who were guarded outside the room were not very good at English. The Chinese didn’t quite understand it. I only saw that Mo Jingshen’s true form was only one person. Some people squatted and quickly set a cold face, using Cambodia. Language: "Mr. Control, we are talking about you with your woman's life. It is not so easy for you to go in this door. If you want to know clearly, it is for her life or for those you simply don't bother to ask." Underground wealth, anyway, you don't want those things, it is better to give us directly!"

They are not sure whether Mo Jingshen can understand them or not. When hesitates to communicate, Mo Jing is faint: "Call your current leader to roll out."

He is talking about Cambodian.

The few people suddenly squatted. I used to listen to Atu too. It is difficult for Mr. Control to deal with it. Whether it is IQ or other aspects, many of the same parties have eaten in his hands and XI base many years ago. A lot of losses, but did not expect him to be proficient in the language of so many countries.

One of them calmed down and kept the threatening tone repeating: "Mr. Control, our current big brother was once the most powerful elite under Atu, and he said that as soon as you hand over the things we want, they will Let your woman leave safely."

When the people came to him threatened, Mo Jingshen took a half step back and looked like a cautious retreat, but when the people approached him and wanted to reach out and hold him, the backhand was lifted directly. I live in one of my throats, and my mouth is holding a cold, laughing arc: "I want to threaten me with your waste?"

"If my woman is missing a hair here, the scene is afraid that it will be out of control. It is difficult for me to guarantee that I will not kill."

He hasn't finished a sentence yet, and the atmosphere is tightened to the point where the next second will break. There is almost no half-second effort. The next few people are busy lifting the gun and will be on him, but in front of him. In the eyes of the man, there is a thin cold, and the black scorpion skips the moment of smashing. Suddenly, the whole person’s gas field is shocking and shocking, and the danger is unpredictable.

When they reacted, the gun in the hands of Mo Jingshen was already aimed at one's eyebrows.

The man who was holding his throat suddenly changed his face and looked at the man who pointed his gun at him.

The ink of Jing Jingshen was taken from him, and the speed was so fast that he did not notice it at all.

This man, who is honored as Mr. Control in their circle, is one of the brains behind the XI base and one of the mysterious BOSS behind it, but few people have seen him personally, and he did not expect that he would have such a good skill!

The darkness of the ink is dark and cold, and the black shirt trousers are sloppy and dangerous. Only two thin words are said: "Let's let go."

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(Oh, inside, the green is very shameless, and I want to turn into a quest for a monthly ticket, ask for a monthly ticket.)

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