The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Four p.m.

Shijiang Pier.

In a large warehouse where goods are placed.

Mo Yanchen drove the car as fast as possible, closed the door, and walked in without looking back.

Inside, there were all Fan Zhong and his people.

As soon as he saw all the guns appearing, they were all pointed at him.

The man turned a blind eye and only looked at Fan Zhong, his voice as cold as ice: "Where is she?"

"There's no rush." ​​Fan Zhong laughed calmly, took two steps forward, and looked at Mo Yanchen: "Master Chen, let's try it first to see which one is faster, your skills or my bullets. "

This time, Fan Zhong had only one purpose, and that was to kill Mo Yanchen at all costs!

Catching Su Mucheng was the game that brought him here.

But now that he is in the game, it will be difficult to get out.

There are many and large storage shelves here, and the location is very remote. No one will come here if nothing happens.

With Su Mucheng's position in his heart, it was impossible for him to take risks. He was definitely alone and there would be no back-up plan.

Therefore, this time, Fan Zhong is bound to win!

Mo Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows sharp and cold.

Almost as soon as Fan Zhong finished speaking, gunfire rang out.

Mo Yanchen jumped behind the shelf behind him with great skill, and used the edge to hide sideways. He quickly took out the gun from his waist, loaded it, and immediately started to fight back.

His marksmanship was very accurate and he hit the target with his gun.

Many people on Fan Zhong's side fell to the ground, and guns were scattered on the ground.

Seeing the opportunity, Mo Yanchen rolled on the spot and raised his gun. He had two more assault guns in his hand.

Fan Zhong's face darkened and he took action himself.

Mo Yanchen's skills were so fast that even if he faced off against dozens of his men alone, he would not be able to gain the upper hand.

It was as if he was red-eyed, and his methods were getting faster and faster.

Seeing that his number was getting fewer and fewer, Fan Zhong shouted: "Mo Yanchen! You don't want Su Mucheng's life!"

"Yan Chen!"

Fan Zhong's voice had just finished, followed by a slightly deep and pleasant female voice.

Mo Yanchen turned around: "Chengcheng!"

The bullet narrowly missed his temple and hit the wooden box at the back. The woman walked towards him: "Yan Chen!"

"Don't come here!" Mo Yanchen shouted: "It's dangerous here! Get out!"

"All stop!"

Fan Zhong gave the order and the gunfire stopped. He quickly put the gun against the woman's head and looked at Mo Yanchen: "Put down the gun, otherwise, her life will be lost."

"Yan Chen, don't..."

The woman was anxious, her eyes were filled with mist, and she kept shaking her head, trying to stop Mo Yanchen: "No! Yan Chen!"

"Chengcheng." He called her.

The fingers holding the gun tightened, and his expression was cold: "Don't be afraid."

"It'll be fine," he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of footsteps outside. It was Fan Zhong's people.

His plans are meticulous.

Mo Yanchen was very difficult to deal with. He couldn't just make preparations.

In an instant, hundreds of people armed with black guns poured into the warehouse and surrounded Mo Yanchen heavily.

Fan Zhong looked at him: "Just go ahead and capture him, Master Chen. You have no other choice."

Mo Yanchen was still standing there, upright, and the gun in his hand was not loose at all.

He looked at Fan Zhong, still calm and composed, his aura unchanged, strong and cold: "All your power is here, right?"

Fan Zhong smiled and said nothing.

how is this possible.

Mo Yanchen is so difficult to deal with, how could he come out in force?

He has done everything, both the way forward and the way out.

Now one by one

Some backhands are simply useless.

Fan Zhong sneered, pointed at the gun on the woman's head and pulled the trigger: "Mo Yanchen, you have no choice."

Bang one by one

Just when Fan Zhong was about to press the trigger, a series of gunshots rang out unexpectedly outside.

"Who says you have no choice!"

Fan Zhong turned around and opened his eyes instantly.

I couldn’t believe it, so much so that I almost got confused!

The King of Hell, Wandering Soul, and Black Scorpion rushed in with Shi Zheng's people, and quickly surrounded Fan Zhong and his people!

"Fan Zhong." The King of Hell took the lead, and the situation now stood in a triangular position, of course!Actually there are only two sides.

There were 23 people from Shizheng, not many, but all of them were top thugs.

Fan Zhong said solemnly: "Shizheng and I have always been on the same page."

In country m, the King of Hell is in the political area, and he is in the area of ​​influence.

respective boundaries.

He asked: "What? Now you want to have a hand in it too?"

The King of Hell smiled and said nothing, and stood over Mo Yanchen, his stance clear.

"Row."

Fan Zhong had a gloomy face and glanced at the time. It was already half an hour later. His expression remained unchanged and his eyes moved to Mo Yanchen: "In that case, then..." he trailed off and put his finger on the trigger. The hand on top starts to press down one by one

"Yan Chen!"

"Orange!"

Bang one by one!

One one one

ps: Ten updates today!

There are probably more than 30 chapters left before the finale. I have finished writing it without eating or sleeping. I have lost two pounds in the past few days. I want to laugh but dare not, hahahaha. Also, after I finish studying these two days, I should All will be published.

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