Mo Qianliu said: "Can you give me her mobile phone number, no, I can't call now, it will scare her."
The latter sentence sounded more like a self-talk, and he continued, "You give her a call and say I miss her very much, can you... meet me."
Because of the mood swings, the husky voice made a very soft voice.
Obviously there are a lot of things to say, but the thousands of words finally converged into the unspeakable sadness and excitement in the ending, and some cautiousness.
Xunhou closed the document and said, "Sange Mo, wait a minute, I will call Luanluan now."
"Okay, trouble."
Xunhou smiled warmly: "Don't be so polite."
After hanging up the phone, Xunhou pondered for a while, found out Mo Luan's number and dialed it.
When the phone rang, Mo Luan just got out of the crashed car.
She strode to the front seat to see the driver.
The driver fainted, and blood ran down his cheeks from his forehead.
The right arm was twisted and misplaced, and only a weak breath showed that he was still alive.
"This is the last time to return the gift, how about it? Tsk tsk, but unfortunately I didn't fall from the cliff." Substandard Mandarin came from behind.
Mo Luan didn't seem to hear it, and took out his mobile phone. The page was a missed call from Xunhou.
She clicked to return, called the emergency number, and called the police.
The black cars were blocked up and down, and they didn't panic when they saw Mo Luan call the police.
The headed man wears a mask and sunglasses on his face, and his hands... are a pair of white and brown gloves.
Mo Luan turned back, "Interesting?"
Ahu was photographed by her icy phoenix eyes and took a step back subconsciously.
In the next moment he laughed loudly, "Sure enough, you must get rid of the person, Mo Luan, the cat and mouse game is over, today is your death date."
Those people took out one after another, not bullets but colored smoke came out of their guns.
Mo Luan leaped up, rushing into the smoke and approaching the arrogant foreign man.
They had prepared well and took out a shield full of spikes to stand in front of her.
Mo Luan stepped on the iron spur with his toes and turned over, pinching the back of Ahu's neck with his slender fingers.
Just squeeze the person's neck and it will break.
"Say, why do you have to kill me."
Ahu was sweating coldly, and was forced to tilt his neck, "Heh, don't you know it best?"
Mo Luan narrowed his eyes, "Try nonsense again."
Ahu licked his back tooth socket, "Mo Luan, do you remember when you started being chased?"
Mo Luan looked down, and his left hand stretched out like lightning. The dagger that Ahu secretly took out was already in her hand.
The girl chuckled, her voice as cold as ice and snow, "It's a sharp dagger, thank you for providing it."
With a "hiss" Ahu, a cut was made on his face.
A devilish voice rang in his ears, "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. If you don't talk about the main point, I will scrape your skin a little..."
Ahu's body shook uncontrollably, with fine sweat on his face, "Mo Luan, this world belongs to a normal person, you should die for a monster like you."
Mo Luan's eyes narrowed, and the dagger approached, "Who told you, tell me everything you know."
"Ha ha ha, the time should be fast, this is specially prepared for you." Mo Luan's expression changed as soon as his voice fell.
Not because of her words, but...
There was something wrong with her body, double images began to appear in front of her eyes, and her dizziness was dizzy.