Chapter 1574 Killing the City (9)

In the corridor, Manman stood in the corner holding a flashlight.

The boss threw himself on a person, and the knife in his hand was being pulled out of that person's body.

"What's wrong."

Manman trotted over and hugged Mingshu's arm: "Just now when I got up to go to the toilet, I heard a voice from next door."

Manman's room is right next to the safe passage of the stairs.

The sound insulation effect was not very good. At first she thought it was the boss who was doing something, but when she touched the toilet, the more she thought about it, the more wrong it became.

The sound was intermittent, like the sound of unlocking a lock.

She didn't dare to go out because she was afraid, but the sound kept going, and finally she could only grit her teeth and go out. It was her luck that the door of the boss's room was unlocked, so she went in directly to wake him up.

When they came out, they happened to meet someone who had unlocked and entered.

Then it was what Mingshu saw.

That person was already dead, and Mingshu's flashlight shone on them: "People from Fengyunmen."

"Auntie, do you know her?"

"I've seen it twice." Mingshu said: "Fengyunmen seldom act alone, there must be others, Manman, you stay here, you two come with me."
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At any rate, the original owner is also the backbone of Fengyunmen, and he knows Fengyunmen's style of doing things by heart.

Even if some people have a personal style of acting, in an organization, it will inevitably be affected.

Mingshu quickly picked out the remaining few people.

Several of them had already been killed by the boss when they fought against each other.

Mingshu left two alive.

When they were brought into the hotel lobby, the glaring light hit them directly.

"Yuan... Yuan Miao!?"

Seeing people clearly, the two were pale with fright.

"You are a human or a ghost!"

"Aren't you dead? Am I dead too?"

The eldest one gave a kick: "What are you talking about! My aunt is alive and well, I curse my aunt to die, I don't want to live anymore!"

not dead?

The two looked at each other, seeing shock and horror in their eyes.

The wind and cloud sect has spread, she is dead.

How come he didn't die?
They saw Mingshu's shadow on the ground, as if they were sure that this person was really alive.

One of them asked: "Sister Yuan Miao... Since you are not dead, why don't you go back to Fengyunmen?"

"Hasn't Zhuang Jing replaced me now? What does it matter if I go back?"

The faces of the two froze.

Now everyone in the Fengyun Sect knows that she is dead, and Zhuang Jing is in trouble.

"Sister Yuan Miao, we didn't know it was you. If we had known it was you, we wouldn't have dared to do anything."

"Yes, Sister Yuanmiao, we really didn't know it was you."

"Yes, yes, even if you give us ten guts."

The two hugged their thighs quickly.

"Then give you a hundred guts and you will dare."

Two people: "..."

This is this...

Why doesn't this answer according to the routine?
How does this make them answer?
Mingshu reached out to the boss.

The boss was at a loss: "..."

Auntie, what does this mean?
The boss was suddenly blessed, and quickly took out a pack of snacks from his body, and put it respectfully.

Mingshu: "..."

Mingshu put the snacks back into his pocket.

Boss: "..."

Want more?

The boss touched another bag.

Mingshu glanced at the boss quietly.

"Grandma, that's all I have in my pocket!" The boss said with a sad face, "Why don't I go out and get it for you?"

"Gun!" I would have touched it myself if I knew it earlier, why are you pretending!What are you pretending to be!Roll over!

Boss: "..."

If you want a gun, say it early!
The boss quickly handed the gun to Mingshu.

Mingshu took out the bullet and threw the remaining one on the ground: "You two have only one chance to survive."

The two shivered.

"Sister Yuan Miao, at least we..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not a member of your Fengyun Sect anymore, and this world doesn't care about human feelings."

Mingshu was blocked by one sentence.

Today they came to grab things, and they took heads to get survival points.

If she loses.

It's clear what the consequences are.

The two watched the fight on the ground, the atmosphere suddenly became serious, and both of them froze and did not move.

only one can live...

Who wants to die!

None of them wanted to die.

One of them gritted his teeth and rushed towards the gun on the ground. The other was not to be outdone, and each of them grabbed one end, neither of them giving way.

Mingshu backed away and opened the snacks that the boss gave just now.

boom--

One person fell to the ground slowly.

"I'm sorry bro..."

Those who survived held the guns, and there was only joy on their faces, not sadness.

Mingshu's gentle voice brought him back to his thoughts: "You can go, go back and remember to tell Zhuang Jing what happened here word by word."

The man was stunned.

Shouldn't it be, don't tell outsiders what happened here?

how did she...

Of course, the man didn't dare to ask any more questions. If he could survive, he immediately got up and left.

"Grandma, why didn't you kill him?"

"I need him to go back and help me tell them I'm alive."

"Why?"

"Scare and scare them."

"..."

"Okay, throw the body out and clean up the blood, don't let Nan Yin see it."

"..."

This body disappears by itself after a few hours, so there is nothing to clean up.

Nanyin... is that boy's name?
Where did it come from! !
The slander belongs to the slander, the boss still carried the body out with others, and covered the blood with something.
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Back in the room, the boy had already sat up, wrapped in a quilt, hugging a pillow, looking pitiful.

"There was a gunshot just now."

"Ah."

"Are you okay?" The boy asked again, his gaze swiveling around her, as if afraid that she might be missing arms or legs.

"I can't get into trouble so easily."

Mingshu lifted the quilt away from him: "Why are you wrapping yourself up?"

He was also wrapped in a white blanket when we met before.

"I..." Losing the protection of the quilt, the boy was a little helpless: "I..."

I spent a long time, but I didn't come up with a reason.

Mingshu snatched the pillow from his hand, put it behind him, raised his hand to press on his shoulder, and pressed it back directly.

Mingshu also lay down, and the quilt covered the two of them.

The boy immediately entangled him.

Mingshu patted him on the back: "What did you do before?"

The boy rubbed her neck: "Well...nothing."

"What is nothing?"

"Just...have money...don't do anything, study...play or something." The young man said weakly.

No wonder a child from a rich family is so delicate.

"Are you doing well?"

"Okay, No.1." The boy nodded, and then he was frustrated, his voice full of grievances: "But it seems useless to come here."

Mingshu touched the top of his hair: "It's okay, you better be more delicate."

If you have a little bit of skill, your tail will go up to the sky, and you will be so angry... If you meet that kind of deadly person next time, can she destroy it first?

Mingshu thinks this can be thought about.

Made for leprechauns.

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(End of this chapter)

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