"What's wrong" "Shut your mouth, you stupid woman."
Jing Mohao stepped up and led her forward, calmly giving the order, "Hurry up."
Before Luo Xi could look back at him, he pushed her into the cabin with his palm.
Jing Mohao pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed at the vicious thugs who were still firing.
"Young Master, we can't shoot."
Ouyang stood at the door, knowing that shooting here was not a trivial matter, so he immediately reminded him.
"Looking for fucking death" Jing Mohao's eyes flashed and he decisively pulled the trigger.
The sound of deadly sweeps was immediately silenced, leaving only a trace of smoke rising from the black muzzle of the gun, and the sound of the last bullet echoing in the open field.
Jing Mohao's expression was stern, and his eyes were filled with evil spirits.
Anyone who dares to hurt Jing Mo Hao, no matter who he is, will only have one fate, and that is death.
Even if he has to confront government forces, he will not hesitate Jing Mohao quickly turned around and entered the cabin.
Luo Xi threw herself into his arms.
It was obvious that such a terrifying scene frightened this inexperienced little woman.
Jing Mohao still held her in his arms and hummed in a low voice, "Stupid woman." "" How do you know how to scold her?
Wait, why are his shoulders so wet and hot?
Luo Xi raised the palm of her hand that was resting on the man's back, and her pupils suddenly dilated.
Blood It's blood So red So hot "Jing Mohao, you're bleeding.
You were injured just now, right?"
Luo Xi looked at the man with frightened eyes.
She felt something was wrong just now.
When he pulled her in front of her, she clearly felt his left hand trembling slightly.
At that time, she was still wondering how a man as powerful as him could tremble.
He is so capable.
If he wasn't protecting himself, he probably wouldn't have been hit.
Based on the firing angle of this bullet, if he didn't block the shot behind him, the bullet would have passed through his skull and taken him into the underworld.
How could he still be like this?
Entering his safe embrace, listening to him scolding himself for being stupid as if nothing had happened He saved himself again
If it were someone else, would he have the same body to block bullets for others?
Why didn't he let himself die?
Why did he let her owe him again and again?
It makes her feel uneasy about her conscience, unable to love and unable to hate Luo Xi looked at the bright red hands, and her eyes were not dyed red.
Tears kept rolling in her eyes, and her lips and teeth were trembling.
She has never hated her recklessness as much as she does now, and she has never felt sorry for his impulsiveness as much as she does now.
Jing Mohao stretched out his hand to pick up Luo Xi's face, put the tip of his tongue against the corner of his lips, and smiled, "Why are you so scared when you see so much blood?"
Luo Xi slapped the man's arm with a loud "pop" sound, and said in an angry and anxious tone, "Jing Mohao, how can you still laugh?"
He was the one who was injured.
Why did he always have to be so brave?
He always seemed like nothing mattered and he would never die no matter what.
She didn't wake up until she saw her hand full of warm blood.
It turns out that Jing Mohao is not a god, he is also a human being She didn't know whether he had a heart or not.
But she knew that he was also a person of flesh and blood who would grow old and die.
How could he use his chest to block the bullet for her so casually?
How could she survive without him?
Tears rolled out silently and were wiped away by the man's outstretched thumb before they could escape his chin
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