Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Fu Lingxiao's tall body stood proudly, and the car lights behind him cast a layer of cold light around him.

Those empty eyes seemed calm, but their eyes were boiling with great anger, "How did I warn you three years ago?"

"Three years ago was three years ago. Brother, you are almost dead now, so stop being so selfish."

Fu Jingmo's lips curled up, "Besides, Mu Xing and I are still members of our Fu family. Isn't that good?"

Fu Lingxiao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his cold voice was bloody, "I don't know how to repent! Death is not a pity!"

"Brother, this is Haicheng."

In other places, he was indeed afraid of his elder brother, but this was Haicheng, his sphere of influence, and after receiving the news that his elder brother was coming, he was fully prepared!

To get back all the humiliation I have suffered over the years at once is worthy of the opportunity given by my elder brother!

Fu Jingmo raised his hand, and all the men hiding around the villa rushed out, surrounding Fu Lingxiao and others. Snipers on the roof of the villa were in position at the same time, making it impossible to escape!

"Take good care of my good brother!"

As he finished speaking, all his men opened fire!

Bullets came like a hail of arrows, and gunshots resounded through the silent night sky.

The bodyguards Fu Lingxiao brought were all elite, and they responded quickly to fight back.

Yuntuo held a modified silver Glock pistol and stood beside Mr. Fu to protect his safety. At the same time, a pair of black eyes keenly glanced at the top floor of the villa.

Determine the sniper position and pull the trigger.

The bullet flew out, drawing a sharp straight line, catching the sparks that collided with the air, and directly shot the sniper in the head!

Yuntuo moved his sight, looking for the next sniper position...

The war was in full swing, and the number of personnel on both sides was reduced sharply.

But the number of Fu Jingmo's men was at least twenty times greater than the number of people brought by Fu Lingxiao.

Seeing his eldest brother and his few remaining people evacuating, Fu Jingmo's cold face tore open a gap, overflowing with madness, "Brother, don't resist stubbornly, go to death in peace, I will definitely love Mu Xing for you." of!"

But before he finished speaking, several high-explosive armor-piercing shells suddenly hit the villa.

Ning Chichi, who was hiding in the dark, was frightened by the sudden attack and turned pale. He hurriedly appeared and shouted to remind: "Master, run!"

"boom!"

The deafening explosion shook the area for hundreds of miles.

The fire broke through the sky, as if the end of the world was coming. The magnificent villa collapsed and instantly turned into a tragic sea of ​​​​fire!

Fu Jingmo had already escaped immediately, but the power of the explosion was so great that he was still affected. He was swept away more than ten meters by the air wave and fell right at Fu Lingxiao's feet.

His arrogance no longer existed, and his pale face was full of shock.

impossible!

He has been sending people to keep an eye on his eldest brother, and he can confirm that he only brought a dozen or so people with him this time. He also sent people to monitor all the entrances and exits of Haicheng and around the villa, and there was nothing unusual.

When did Big Brother’s people come in!

"Fu Jingmo, what else do you want to say?"

The cold sound was like a blade falling from the top of his head.

Fu Jingmo looked up and saw his eldest brother standing in front of him, looking down at him in a condescending manner, but there was only indifference in his dark and empty eyes.

It's like looking at an ant with disdain.

And this look is what he hates the most!

Fu Jingmo held up his arms and tried to stand up, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain. He looked at the source of the pain, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

His right leg was missing and was broken to the middle of his thigh. The jagged wounds were bloody and bloody. From the gurgling blood, the white leg bones could be vaguely seen.

He touched it in disbelief, and the blood-stained hands reminded him that this was real.

Pain swept through his body. Fu Jingmo gritted his teeth and kept himself from making a sound. He supported the ground with trembling hands and stood up on one foot.

He has lived in the shadow of his eldest brother his whole life, enough is enough!

Even dead!

He would never allow himself to crawl at his eldest brother's feet and die surrounded by his shadow!

As soon as Fu Jingmo stood firm, the black muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead. He tried his best to steady himself so as not to fall.

Blood dripped from the broken leg to the ground. As unwilling as he felt in his heart, he smiled wildly and twistedly. At the end of his laugh, tears of blood filled his narrow eyes.

"Ever since I was little, I have taken you as an example, learned from you, and imitated you. I have never been myself for a day, and I have tried my best just to surpass you one day, but even so, I still lost."

Fu Jingmo raised his hand and held Fu Lingxiao's hand, pressing his fingertips with his fingers and slowly clasping them downwards, with a determined look in his eyes, "But brother, remember, I didn't lose to you, but to fate. If our If life is exchanged, I may not be inferior to you!"

"boom!"

As the last word fell, a gunshot rang out.

Fu Jingmo's tall body fell on his back, the firelight reflected in his distracted eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems like relief, but also like that I am happy that I have finally resisted this life that I cannot choose...

Fu Lingxiao's gauze-wrapped hand held the gun tightly and slowly put it down. His lowered eyes covered all the emotions in his eyes, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Take care of him, and I'll send him to his second uncle."

"No need."

A gloomy and deep male voice suddenly came.

Not far away, a car parked for no apparent reason. A man dressed in black got out of the car and walked towards them with a cane. Although he was over fifty, he looked very young.

After many years, Fu Lingxiao still recognized the voice and lowered his head slightly, "Second uncle."

Fu Zheng's face was stern and he didn't respond. His sharp eyes glanced at Fu Jingmo, who was completely lifeless on the ground. He didn't ask anything and just said: "Let's go!"

"Farewell."

Fu Lingxiao led people into the car, and the convoy drove away quickly.

The villa was still burning, and the raging fire reflected the devastation.

Fu Zheng walked to Fu Jingmo, raised his crutch and hit his body hard, "useless thing!"

"How did I teach you!"

"How could there be a waste like you!"

After dozens of blows, he stopped. His sharp eyes were filled with tears. He closed his eyes and took a long breath, "Send Mo'er to the laboratory."

Ning Chichi was knocked against a tree by the explosion and fainted for a while. When she woke up, she happened to see Fu Jingmo being carried to the car.

"master……"

She got up and stumbled over, and the moment she saw Fu Jingmo, she was stunned.

When he reacted, the car had already driven away with Fu Jingmo.

Ning Chichi chased after him with tears on his face.

It wasn't until the car disappeared that she fell weakly to the ground. She took out her cell phone with trembling hands and dialed Liu Siye: "Sister Liu, the master... is dead..."

On the other side of the phone, Liu Siye's heart trembled and her phone fell to the ground...