Mo Jingyao had already taken care of the wound for that person at this moment, and the handkerchief that had been stuck in his mouth had been replaced on his thigh. It's just that the handkerchief is too small to cover the wound. He can only find a small piece of rope and tie it together with the handkerchief to the man's thigh.
After doing all this, he got up and sat back next to Xie Zhiwu. When he touched the jade in her hand, he took a faint look, then turned his head calmly, and concentrated on rubbing the blood on his hands. Did not say a word.
Xie Zhiwu looked at his hands that seemed to be covered with red paint, sighed lightly, and pulled off a piece of silk scarf that he had put on his neck before leaving, took his hands and wiped it up for him.
When Yangzi saw the situation, he turned his head a little uncomfortably, and the remaining two hurriedly looked up at the sky and the stars. Upon seeing this, Mo Jingyao took the handkerchief in Xie Zhiwu's hand, and asked casually, "What are you talking about?"
Xie Zhiwu couldn't help but sneered, "You really don't forget to inquire about the military situation at all times. Ann, there is no enemy here."
Mo Jingyao raised her eyebrows and glanced at her. She looked at Yangzi and chose a statement that sounded credible, "I was talking about life in an orphanage before Yangzi."
"Orphanage?" Mo Jingyao abused his fingers vigorously and frowned.
Xie Zhiwu nodded, "Yes, the orphanage."
At this point, she seemed to think of something again. She turned to look at Yangzi and found that he was still facing her sideways, so she had to hit him with her arm, "Hey, I remember that Yan Hui was also an orphan?"
Yangzi turned to look at her, and nodded silently, "Brother Baizhu told me so, but this topic is very taboo with us. Especially after Brother Hui died..."
As he spoke, a sad expression appeared on his face involuntarily.
Atractylodes, about the fat man she called the big white pig. So, what about Brother Hui? Who is he? Judging from Yangzi's appearance, the relationship between Brother Hui and them seems extraordinary. But after knowing Yan Hui for so long, why has she never heard of this name? Could it be the dead brother he mentioned
Thinking, she asked, "Who is Brother Hui?"
"Brother Hui's real name is Ye Hui, and the relationship with Brother Yanhui is like brothers. When I came, they were already there. So I don't know exactly what to do. Brother Hui is very kind to us. It’s all good too. It’s just... Since he died more than a year ago, we don’t dare to say his name in front of Brother Yan again."
The more Yangzi said, the smaller his voice, "Actually, I heard that Big Brother Yanhui seems to have relatives. But their relationship seems to be bad. After Brother Hui passed away, the relationship got worse..."
He muttered to himself, but Xie Zhiwu heard him clearly. Yangzi suddenly reacted, looking at Xie Zhiwu with a flushed face, and awkwardly twitching the corners of his mouth, "I, I don't like to gossip... This is what I overheard, don't take it seriously..."
Xie Zhiwu nodded thoughtfully. At that moment, something seemed to float in her head, but soon the thought flashed over, and she couldn't even catch her tail.
"give."
Mo Jingyao interrupted her thoughts at the right time, and she was able to free herself from the expression of bitterness and hatred. Seeing the dirty silk scarf in a blink of an eye, I couldn't help but smile, "You are really stingy. Even if you don't want to pay me a new one, wash it clean and return it to me?"
Mo Jingyao curled his lips in disdain, "It's not yours."
… Well, she admits that this is true.
Xie Zhiwu took the blood-stained silk scarf and wrapped it in her hand over and over. The expression on her face made Yangtze look quite horrified. At the end, she made two puzzled tusks and kicked it aside. Mo Jingyao with ice sculptures.
"Hey, you said you had to stay here in the first place, what is it for?!"
Mo Jingyao asked without raising his eyes, "Then what do you want to ask now?"
"I need to ask you if I know." Xie Zhiwu rolled her eyes, "I just think it's a bit strange. How we think about it from the beginning to the end, it seems that everything is taken for granted, but it seems that something is missing. . There seems to be a rope to string all this up in secret, but I just couldn’t find that rope. So—"
She spread her hands, "Everything I see in my eyes seems to be a pile of puzzles that are inexplicably messy and disorderly."
"It seems?" Mo Jingyao sighed meaningfully, "Well, it seems."
Xie Zhiwu was full of black lines.
Originally, she wanted to talk about it. Who knows what someone said, she confided so much, and, most importantly, the other party did not seem to have the consciousness of equivalent exchange.
With a sigh, ask for a complete replacement.
"At first I thought it was weird, just Zhu Long. I have asked how many times, you don't know, almost everyone in the villa told me that he is a restrained person who doesn't like to show up. This is not very strange. Well, before I could say a few words, I was slapped in the face by him. I have never seen such an'unloving' person in the limelight."
Xie Zhiwu gritted her teeth very contemptuously, seeming to be particularly uncomfortable with that slap, "This contradiction must have a reason. There are two reasons for Zhu Long's character change. One, yes. He was suddenly stimulated, as you know, I closed the moon in shame and the country was all over the country... In short, he was stimulated. As for these two."
She touched her small chin with great interest, "Second, he was originally this personality. Before, it was just a disguise."
Mo Jingyao looked at her appreciatively and motioned her to continue. So someone is even more proud.
"Disguise, always justified. Zhu Long is not difficult to guess here, because as soon as we went up the mountain, his disguise was removed. Obviously, he has been lurking, just waiting for us—or rather, waiting for this opportunity. arrival.
When is it? An opportunity to disturb Cai Jiu's forces to plant and frame the blame. "
"I always felt that those people in Zhuangli were vaguely divided into two camps. While following Cai Jiu's words, they dared not target me. On the other hand, Zhu Long was the leader, and he was uncomfortable not to hold back with me. Of course, This person may be someone else, but the target is only me and you, and compared to you, I am obviously more flawed in personality—"
Having said this, she coughed uncomfortably, "In short, I'm sure that this incident is mixed in, besides Xie Mo's family, Wang Wu and Cai Jiu, there should be another powerful force. . And, this person is so strange, like—how do you put it, look, all his actions seem to be'equal' on the surface. In fact, it's like a kid who loves to make trouble everywhere."
After speaking, Xie Zhiwu tilted his head to see Mo Jingyao. Mo Jingyao nodded approvingly, "Well, I also feel this way. And I think that they have not only mixed into Cai Jiu and Wang Wu's people, they are also very likely to be mixed into Dove."
"Mixed in the dove?" Xie Zhiwu was shocked, "How is this possible..."
She said nothing before she finished speaking. Yes, how is this possible, how can this be impossible
She has always felt that this kind of thing is impossible with the majesty of the Mo family and the iron-blooded policy of the Dove. But now think about it, what is impossible in this world? Those who have fled for more than 20 years will be able to make a comeback. Someone infiltrated G City silently, but the Shemo family didn't notice it at all.
In this world, what else is impossible.
When Mo Jingyao learned of the rescheduling of transactions in Southeast Asia, he should have left a code word. But in the end, You En and You Qi didn't receive it, so that if Yan Hui didn't arrive in time, she almost committed suicide in humiliation.
There are many people who can see the code words, and there is no way to know which one will know but not report. That's why Mo Jingyao thought about watching the changes.
"It's treacherous!"
Xie Zhiwu ripped the silk scarf in her hand angrily. But for such a treacherous person, she became more and more interested. She thought to herself that she must not let her grandma meet you. If you are so unlucky, then no wonder I have destroyed the flowers!
"That..."
She looked up again, and was about to ask if Mo Jingyao had any clues about the rape. Mo Jingyao made a silent gesture towards her with a serious expression.
someone is coming
Xie Zhiwu looked towards the big iron gate subconsciously. She has not undergone professional training like Mo Jingyao, so her ears are naturally incomparable. And Yangzi and those two also quietly picked up their pistols at this moment.
"For a while you remember to hide aside, find a chance to rush out as soon as the door opens..."
Mo Jingyao whispered to Xie Zhiwu. Before his words fell, he heard that the door was kicked open, followed by a series of gunshots that did not stop for a long time.
Xie Zhiwu hurriedly looked at the wounded man, who was beaten into a hornet's nest when he was already in a coma.
The firepower of the other party was too fierce, and Xie Zhiwu couldn't get close to the gate. He gestured with Mo Jingyao and Yangzi's eyes, and had to choose to retreat and ran up the side stairs.
I don't know what it was used for before. It was built very high, about a dozen floors. They flee and fight, but it is inevitable that there will be casualties. When they finally reached the top of the building, the two of them had long since been killed for covering them, and a group of six escaped. Now there are only three of them left.
The other party's loss was also quite heavy. Mo Jingyao and Yangzi occupies the right place, hiding by the only door leading to the rooftop. The stairs are so narrow that it is difficult for the two big men to walk side by side. They had to go up one by one. In this way, it increased the chances of Mo Jingyao and Yangzi to eliminate them.
Holding the gun of the last person who died next to her, Xie Zhiwu squatted on Mo Jingyao's leg, firing the shot, and carefully watching the people who rushed up.
The other party sent a team of men and horses to rush in to deal with them, so naturally they would not leave their spare energy outside. She had observed that when they rushed in, there were less than twenty of those people. In the process of catching up, nine of them died, while Mo Jingyao and Yangzi were guarded here, sniping a total of seven.
Thinking about it, she raised her body slightly, and looked down the corner stairs.
Sure enough, there were only three of them left.
Three to three, at least more chances of winning.
Xie Zhiwu was obviously relieved, but she did not expect that things are always impermanent.
Just as she was fortunate enough, Yangzi suddenly changed his face and looked at them, "I have no bullets!"
It coincided with the gun in Mo Jingyao's hand that also made a clicking sound. When the two saw this, they looked back at Xie Zhiwu tacitly. Xie Zhiwu got nervous and took out the bullet and took a look.
Should I say God's favor? She actually has a bullet. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)