Shura love

"Yan Moshang, if you dare to move again, this young master will have the Yan family destroyed immediately."

Calm down, Yu'er is still in his hands, he has to calm down, damn it, calm down, Long Moting almost exhausted all his self-control, but he couldn't suppress his soaring anger. Yan Chenxiu, who was next to him with a worried face, turned his eyes and instantly pinched Yan Moshang's vitals.

"Hehe...Long Moting, do you really think I'm scared? I know that the Long family is powerful, but don't forget that this is Eastern Europe, and it's the Di family that has the final say. I say General Shura, you've seen enough It’s almost time to come out, I don’t want to play anymore.”

Not only was Yan Moshang not frightened, but he smiled even brighter, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more obvious. He raised his head, and locked his eyes on the infrared camera that was always flashing at the door. As Long Moting said before, the current He's not qualified to challenge him yet, so let's just forget about it, and he hasn't really thought about getting things out of hand yet.

Hearing the word General Shura, not only the onlookers, but even the brothers and sisters of the Long family and Mo Sixian couldn't help being surprised in their hearts. Could it be that he has an appointment with Di Mojun?No... no way?

"Hehe... It's rare that my stray cat is interested in playing, how could this not be fulfilled?"

After a moment of silence, Di Mojun's deep and lazy voice sounded slowly, but he was not seen. It was obvious that he hadn't planned to show up yet.

"Fulfill your sister, if you don't come out, you can sleep with Lao Zi's body in your arms tonight."

Rolling his eyes, Yan Moshang roared in displeasure, damn it, he wants to wait for his body to be collected.

"Ha ha…"

The hearty and joyful laughter spread to every corner, and the hearts of those who heard it caused huge waves. Their General Shura did not deny it, that is to say, Yan Moshang and him really...that kind of relationship?At this point, except for the brothers and sisters of the Long family and Mo Sixian who couldn't tell what they were thinking, everyone had more or less regretful expressions on their faces. If they had known that he and General Shura were lovers, they shouldn't... What should I do now?In case Di Mojun settles their accounts with them in the future, with his tough and ruthless methods...will they still survive?

"Oh... brother, it hurts so much, help me..."

Maybe it was because of being popular with someone who was unwilling to show up all the time, Yan Moshang's hands shook unceremoniously, taking it for granted that Long Moyu's injury was added, the pain caused her tears to flow down her face at the same time. The brother on the opposite side begged for mercy.

"Useless Yan Moshang, even if you invite the chairman of the Earth Alliance out today, I will make your blood splatter three feet!"

Hearing his sister's weak and pitiful voice, Long Moting, who had always spoiled her so much, tightened his heart in an instant. He looked at the camera with cold eyes. The pistol disappeared without a trace, and a ball of energy that was visible to the naked eye condensed directly in his right hand. Without thinking, he threw it at Yan Moshang.

"Grass…"

"bump!"

Yan Moshang cursed in a low voice, drew back the dagger, pushed Long Moyu out with one palm, pulled Yan Chenxiu up, turned around and ran, the next second, the energy ball precisely hit the place where they were just standing, and a huge terrifying scene appeared on the ground instantly. potholes.

"Humph!"

After catching his younger sister and handing it to the bodyguards, Long Moting snorted coldly, and pushed towards the two of them one after another with powerful palm winds. Not to mention how infiltrating it is, Yan Chenxiu, who was originally dragged away by Yan Moshang, took the initiative instead of being passive. He grabbed his waist and hugged him awkwardly to avoid the palm wind's attack. His body was soon covered with blood. The smell is gradually filling the air.

"bump…"

"Uh...poof..."

Suddenly, just as Yan Moshang was thinking about how to get rid of Long Moting's crazy attack, Yan Chenxiu's dodge stopped, and a palm wind hit him hard on the back. Yan Moshang, who was protected by him in his arms, Raising his head, a mouthful of blood just sprayed on his face, looking at Yan Chenxiu's blood-stained lips, his body bears his weight so soft on him, his eyes gradually became crazy and bloodthirsty.