Mo Chenyan's partner tiptoed to Qiao Meng's side, "Why are the two of them so weird?"

Joe stretched out his wine glass, "What's your name?"

The boy clinked glasses with him at a loss, and before he could speak, a bullet pierced his forehead.

The smile froze on his face, and his body fell to the ground. The huge movement caught Wen Xiaobai's attention.

"what are you doing?"

Qiao Meng tilted his head innocently, and after drinking the red wine in the glass in one gulp, he squatted down quickly.Wen Xiaobai was also crushed by Mo Chenyan who rushed from behind.

Before anyone else could react, three or four men in black outside this deserted bar fired guns.There was a booming sound, and cold bullets kept coming in.

The bullet pierced through the wall, and several innocent passers-by died like this.

Wen Xiaobai hid his headgear with both hands in the corner, and he yelled at Qiao at the top of his voice, "What's the situation! This is the place you were looking for!"

Qiao Meng dodged the splashing mud, "Damn, how would I know?"

Wen Xiaobai was speechless, subconsciously touched his lower back.This body is not equipped with a gun yet.No matter how confident he is in his own skills, it is impossible for him to pass through the bullets he fired.

The ear-piercing screams of the crowd outside formed a stark contrast to the machine gun fire. They could only hide and pray that the people outside would quickly consume their bullets.

A sense of powerlessness filled Wen Xiaobai's whole body.

Behind him, two big hands covered his ears, and the world fell silent for a moment.

Mo Chenyan pulled him into his arms, "It's fine."

The frivolous action was like treating a child, Wen Xiaobai didn't act like he hated men this time, the warm hug and slight body temperature gradually eased his tension.

Wen Xiaobai struggled symbolically twice, then curled up in Mo Chenyan's arms and remained still.

The sound of sweeping outside soon died down. Qiao Meng was the first to look up and see that there was no one left.

He stood up and patted the dust on his trousers, "Get up, it's okay, they're all gone."

Mo Chenyan stood up regardless of the danger at all, and picked up Wen Xiaobai who was hiding in his arms by the way.

"Aren't you afraid of them sneaking up? There's another wave of bullets and those of us who are standing will have to play." Wen Xiaobai looked at Qiao Meng, not paying any attention to how intimate Mo Chenyan's actions were just now.

Qiao Meng took a bottle of red wine that was still in good condition, and after breaking off the cork on it, he lifted the bottle and drank it directly.

"This is the small town of Adidas. Guns are not controlled here. Such atrocities often happen. The attackers leave quickly after killing people and will not return a second time." Mo Chenyan explained.

"This time the situation should be a bit special."

Qiao Meng had already eaten a bottle of red wine, he threw away the bottle, sat unsteadily on the sofa and took out a candy.

"This bar has always been our site. The local bosses know about this, and they will choose to do it on our site. I don't believe it's just a coincidence."

He lazily put his head out of the sofa, fixed his eyes on Mo Chenyan, "Is it reliable that you brought that partner?"

Mo Chenyan frowned, "You doubt my people?"

Joe shook his head violently, "I just feel suspicious, why was he the only one who was shot to death first, and then shot again?"

"The gun went off? No, no, no, the possibility of this is almost zero."

"All I can think of is that he was a participant. People outside didn't let us get any information from him, so they killed him first."

Wen Xiaobai also turned his head to look at Mo Chenyan.

He understood what Qiao Meng said.

If Mo Chenyan's partner is the informer of this mission, as long as the outsiders kill the boy first, and hide later, no one will notice the emotions that shouldn't appear on the boy's face.

Such as gloating or being in control.

If the boy survives and finds out what should not be investigated by Qiao Meng's means, then the gang in that area will be over.

"So let me ask you again, is your partner reliable?"

reliable?

Once these two words are spoken, the promise given is too great.

Mo Chenyan could only bow his head in silence, pretending to be in deep thought.

"I'm afraid the mission can't be carried out after such a big incident. Let's take his partner's body back first. If the purpose of those people is really not pure, it is possible to go back."

Wen Xiaobai was the first to break the embarrassing situation, but Qiao Meng was not in a hurry, "I can feel that they are just provoking, otherwise we would have died."

Qiao stood up abruptly and walked in front of Mo Chenyan. After a while of silence, he took out the gauze from his pocket.

"The wound on the waist is open."

It was only then that Wen Xiaobai realized that his face was very pale, his lips were pale, and blood was already oozing from the gap between his middle fingers covering his right waist.

"Injured? Why didn't you say it just now?" He quickly took the gauze.

"Untie the clothes, I'll help you with a simple bandage to stop the bleeding." The tone quickened a lot.

Wen Xiaobai has seen too many people who died due to waist injuries and infections. Although the man in front of him is not very pleasing, he doesn't want to lose this comrade just yet.

Mo Chenyan seemed to be getting weaker, Wen Xiaobai hurriedly helped him to the sofa and sat down, regardless of whether he wanted to or not, he tore open his shirt.

The buttons fell to the ground, and Mo Chenyan's ancient chest and eight-pack abs were all exposed subtly. Qiao rolled his eyes suddenly and walked away silently.

After Wen Xiaobai saw the wound on his waist, his initial concern had turned into self-blame. Looking at the traces of the wound, it was obvious that the bullet had rubbed against his skin, and he must have been injured just now protecting him.

While carefully binding the wound with gauze, he observed Mo Chenyan.

This man, who had always been scheming and smiling in front of him, tilted his head weakly at this moment, his face was pale, and his breathing was much lighter.

The movements of Wen Xiaobai's subordinates became smaller, and the worry and self-blame in their hearts became worse.

He never liked to owe others, let alone life.

And when he lowered his head to bandage the wound, the man who was too weak to open his eyes just now looked at his profile affectionately.

He had already raised his hand to touch Wen Xiaobai's head at any time, but Mo Chenyan finally put it down.

In his eyes is an obsession that transcends everything, as if it has passed through tens of millions of years, and the purpose of being human is only Wen Xiaobai.

Qiao Meng, who had been watching the show for a long time, had already opened the second bottle of red wine.

While tasting, he clicked his tongue and looked at Wen Xiaobai puzzled.

This child usually looks very smart, why can't such a wolf with a big tail recognize him?

Mo Chenyan's acting skills are also really good, this time he used the wound to hold the child firmly.

Suddenly, he met Mo Chenyan's gaze, and seeing that extremely dangerous gaze, Qiao Meng quickly ran away with the red wine.

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