Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1765

"Jun Shengye, if you're a man, we'll fight each other, don't use my wife again!"

When Jun Shengye raised his pistol again, Mo Chuxi's disdainful voice came.

He froze and his face became even uglier.

"Jun Shengye, if you don't dare to fight me one-on-one, then you can call your bodyguards and thugs to fight now, and stop wasting my time."

Hearing what Mo Chuxi said, Jun Shengye's expression became more and more lifeless.

He Jun Shengye is the president of Charlottesburg. He is superior from below and has extraordinary abilities.

He needs to take advantage of women?
He dare not single out?
Jun Shengye's face was sullen, and he raised his irritated face.

"People who are dying always like to struggle. Okay, Mo Chuxi, I will give you one last chance. Tell me, how do you want to compare? I will let you die convincingly!"

The aggressive method was successful, and Mo Chuxi stood up holding Yan Xinxin.

"It's very simple. At this distance, let's compare who can dodge the opponent's bullet and see whose bullet is faster."

"Mo Chuxi! Our Sixteenth Young Master is the president of Charlotte Castle, he will never play this kind of game with you!"

The bodyguard beside Jun Shengye said arrogantly.

Mo Chuxi smiled disdainfully.

"If you don't dare, say it earlier, why waste your tongue."

"Who said I dare not?"

Jun Shengye refused to accept the Tao.

"Sixteenth Young Master..."

"Go away!"

Jun Shengye scolded angrily.

"Go get two guns! I want to let this ignorant person know what will happen to me if you provoke me, Jun Shengye!"

"Yes! Young Master Sixteen!"

The bodyguard didn't dare to say anything, and immediately obeyed.

Having said that, the rules sound fair.

The two shot at the same time and dodged at the same time, but if Jun Shengye suffered a disadvantage, those bodyguards who were about to move were ready to point their dark guns at Mo Chuxi.

Two identical pistols were brought quickly, and the bodyguard handed one of them to Mo Chuxi.

It was an ordinary pistol. Mo Chuxi checked it and found that there was no problem. He loaded it handsomely and neatly, then turned to look at Yan Xinxin.

"Xiao Yuan, go to the place where it doesn't rain and wait for Brother Xi. It will be over soon. Brother Xi will take you home."

He smiled softly and touched her cheek.

Yan Xinxin pursed her lips and smiled, holding Mo Chuxi who was about to leave.

"hope."

she whispered.

Mo Chuxi was slightly taken aback.

"Heart?"

"Well, it's me."

Yan Xinxin smiled and nodded, then took Mo Chuxi's scarred left hand, and carefully put the ring that belonged to him back on his ring finger.

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　　PS: Good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)