The taxi driver drove the car wildly, and a cloud of dust was kicked up behind the car.
Liu Mang sat quietly in the passenger seat, his thin face already filled with frost. His fists were clenched so hard that the nails of his fingers dug into the flesh of his palms.
In a corner outside the Mo family villa, the front of a black car had deformed and was stuck in the corner. In the car, his left hand was bleeding continuously, and even his beautiful blond hair turned into blood.
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On the second floor of Mo's villa, a young man looked at the deformed car indifferently, with a bloodthirsty and indifferent expression on his lips, and murmured coldly: "Liu Mang is already dead, why are you still protecting Liu Qingcheng and Liu Qingcheng?" Li Hui, these two useless old men?"
As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.
Just as he snapped his fingers, the Land Rover that hit the corner of the black car with his left hand roared again and hit the black car with his left hand again.
After several more violent collisions, the Hulu finally let out a frightening roar and left quickly.
And when the Land Rover left and was about to disappear, a taxi finally came under the setting sun and stopped with a swish sound not far from the black car on which the left hand was sitting.
Liu Mang stared at the black car that was almost a pile of scrap metal in the corner, and his heart suddenly froze.
However, he couldn't believe the facts before him.
The next moment, he looked at the taxi driver with blood-red eyes: "Use your mobile phone."
"You use it, you use it... Just use it!"
Looking at Liu Mang with red eyes, the driver's heart trembled, and he quickly took out his paint-peeling mobile phone and handed it to Liu Mang.
At this moment, the aura emanating from Liu Mang's body was too terrifying, as cold as frost and as sharp as an arrow, and he did not dare to say a word "no".
Liu Mang grabbed the phone from the driver's hand and quickly dialed the number on his left hand.
Dududu...
An inaudible vibration came from the nearly bursting black car.
The vibration was very soft, so the driver and I couldn't hear it. But Liu Mang, Mo Jue and others in the car heard it very clearly. As the world's top killers, they can hear even the smallest vibrations.
"Death, over there!" Demon Lord and others pointed to the black car with serious expressions.
Liu Mang pushed open the car door and ran towards the almost useless black car.
"Boom!"
Just when Liu Mang had just taken two steps, the wall next to the black car suddenly collapsed, directly submerging the car.
"Ah Zuo!"
Liu Mang roared in anger and rushed over desperately. I grabbed those cement bricks with my bare hands and threw them around, hoping to clear them out quickly.
"Hurry up!"
Mo Jue and others also rushed over, cleaning up these waste bricks as frantically as Liu Mang.
On the second floor of the villa, a young man looked down at Liu Mang and others. His eyes slowly became serious and shocked.
"Liu Mang? Then... is that Liu Mang?"
"He... is not dead?"
After confirming again and again, the young man could no longer remain calm and quickly rushed into the house, picked up the phone and ran away from the back.
While running, he called on the phone: "Dad, something bad happened. Then Liu Mang is not dead."
"What? Not dead? Impossible." The same frightened and angry voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I've seen him. Please ask, what's going on? Didn't he go to the Sea of Death to perform a mission? Wasn't he already buried in the sea?" the young man said in panic. His face couldn't help but look a little pale.
In the Shangjing Military District, a middle-aged man clutched the phone tightly, and a flash of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Could it be..."
He thought of the series of strange orders that Mr. Chen suddenly issued today. A wave of fear rose from the soles of his feet.
This man is none other than Mo Tianpeng, deputy commander of the Beijing Security Office.
"What is it? Dad?" The young man who fled the Mo family villa in a hurry asked in surprise.
Mo Tianpeng didn't answer, but said in a deep voice: "Don't ask anything else, just come to me directly."
"Okay!" The young man responded and sped up.
The young man was none other than Mo Wuchang, the son of the Mo family who had led the people to arrest Liu Qingcheng.
After Mo Wuchang saw that he recognized Liu Mang, he fled directly, while Liu Mang, Mo Jue and others frantically lifted the bricks on top of the black car. Peng Peng Peng...
Bricks and cement blocks kept flying out of Liu Mang's hands.
Not long after, the cement masonry on the car was removed, revealing the black body of the car, which had been crushed into shape.
Liu Mang directly pulled the broken car door away with one hand.
As soon as he opened the car door, a pungent smell of blood rushed over him.
Liu Mang looked fiercely at the completely deformed cab, and his originally red eyes seemed to be bleeding.
awful! The scene in the cab can only be described as miserable!
The left hand has been with him for five years. He has blocked many bullets for him, and even killed many enemies for him.
The left hand has also been in danger, but every time the left hand came back to him alive.
But, this time... .
The body of her left hand was curled up in front of the cab seat. Her blood mixed with dust stained the entire cab, making it extremely sticky. Even the thick blood still has a hint of warmth.
Looking at the cab in front of him, Liu Mang seemed to see a bloody Asura hell.
His left hand was just curled up in a pool of blood!
One of her arms was stretched out, and in front of her fingers was a cell phone.
It seemed that she wanted to grab the phone, but she never succeeded.
"Ah Zuo!" Liu Mang's voice was choked with sobs.
Liu Mang pushed the seat tremblingly and carefully took out his left body.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the blood-stained face of his left hand, and the evening wind blew the blood-stained blond hair of his left hand into a mess.
Liu Mang stared at the face of his left hand. The blue eyes of his left hand were not closed. They were full of unwillingness, unyielding, powerlessness, and a trace of excitement.
Liu Mang knew that the excitement was because of him. The blood-red sunset scattered on Liu Mang's face, and he stared blankly at Chi Chi's left hand.
He could feel the broken bones in his left hand. He could feel the body in his left hand getting cold.
"This... is this?" The Demon Lord and others' eyes also fell on Zuo Zuo's face, and everyone's hearts were already filled with turmoil.
Because they already knew who the person in Liu Mang's arms was. That is the left hand of God.
"Many people think that our killers are cold-blooded and ruthless, but who knows that we are not cold-blooded and ruthless, we are just good at pretending and hiding?" Liu Mang gently closed his eyes for his left hand and murmured to himself.
At this moment, his eyes were as deep as a pool, filled with sadness, anger, pain, incomprehension and doubt. Various complex expressions were mixed in his eyes.
Snapped!
Liu Mang held his left hand and walked slowly on the flowers and stone bricks.
Blood dripped from his left hand's body and down his clothes. The Demon Lord and others followed silently. Everyone felt Liu Mang's deep pain.
"Woo!"
Suddenly, a piercing siren sounded, and several police cars and black cars came quickly.
"Death!" Demon Lord reminded Liu Mang.
Liu Mang did not respond to the Demon Lord, his eyes kept falling on Zuo Zuo's face.
"Liu Mang!"
Soon, the patrol car and car stopped beside Liu Mang, and Chen Jiao and Mr. Chen walked out.
Liu Mang finally raised his face, looked at Mr. Chen, and said softly:
"She's dead!"
"This is my subordinate who has been with me for five years. In the past five years, she has blocked no less than ten bullets for me and killed no less than a hundred top killers for me."
"In my heart, she is no longer my subordinate, but my friend, my relative, and my sister."
Listening to Liu Mang's words, everything Mr. Chen originally wanted to say flooded into his heart.
As soon as he heard what happened at the Mo family villa, he rushed over quickly, but he didn't expect that he was already late.
Mr. Chen sighed. He really didn't know how to comfort Liu Mang at this moment. He could only say: "Liu Mang, I will let people investigate to the end."
"Trace it?" Liu Mang responded indifferently, and suddenly looked at the Mo family villa next to him: "There is no need to trace it, I already know who did it."
In an instant, an indifferent and frightening cold light burst out from Liu Mang's eyes.
Mr. Chen's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Liu Mang, don't move until the matter is investigated clearly!"