He held his breath and only heard a slight "click" of the door closing.
He quickly moved to the window of the room where someone had entered.
Move to the left to the side of the target room.
The glass is clean and the window screen is lightly covered.
You can probably see clearly what's going on inside the room.
Jing Mohao saw through with sharp eyes that Chen Jun was taking off his clothes and walked towards the sleeping woman on the bed with malicious intent.
Jing Mohao snorted coldly.
It was just a repeat of the same old tricks.
He was about to withdraw and let Chen Jun fish out the mole around him.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jun pulled off the quilt from the woman, revealing a pair of slender legs and a white dress.
The hem of the skirt was looming, struggling under the man's body.
Luoxi Jing Mohao's pupils shrank instantly, and the fingers holding the rope were embedded in the rope.
This scene was extremely familiar to him.
The last time, he watched from this angle as Luo Xi was thrown onto the bed by something inferior to a pig or a dog.
The woman he had been looking for for a whole week without finding him was actually having fun with such a shabby man in a shabby hotel like this.
It's not about having fun at all, it should be said that it's about being at the mercy of others.
Oh shit If Chen Jun dared to touch his woman, he would be seeking death because of black smoke rising from his ancestral graves.
Jing Mohao reached out and pulled out the gun from his waist, and pointed it at the naked man in the room who had begun to straighten his waist.
The bullet was loaded and accurately positioned, but he could not pull the trigger.
He's afraid of hurting the person underneath this bastard Even though this woman was being invaded by this bastard, even though he was very confident in his shooting skills, he still didn't want her to see such a bloody scene.
He, Jing Mohao, now actually has sympathy for a woman who was touched by someone else.
He's really crazy Jing Mohao shook the thin strands of hair in front of his forehead, swept the tip of his tongue across the corners of his lips, and aimed again at the target.
Suddenly, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from outside.
A woman in red clothes and black trousers walked in, grabbed the man who was in high spirits, grabbed the woman on the bed by her hair and dragged her to the bed.
Without saying a word, she said: She was beaten and kicked.
The man grabbed the frantic woman, and I don't know what he said, but the woman reluctantly went out.
The man carried the woman on the ground into the bed, covered her with a quilt, and followed the woman who had just come in out the door.
Jing Mohao stared at the crowds of people moving in and out of the room, but the loaded bullet failed to enter the room.
Jing Mohao put away his gun, kicked hard against the wall, and flew into the air.
Using the inertia of the safety rope, he extended his long legs and kicked the locked glass window into pieces.
Jing Mohao stood still in the room, looking eagerly as he opened the quilt on the bed, only to see the black muzzle of a gun.
The man was instantly alert, and when the gunshot rang out, he moved to one side and saw clearly at the same time.
A nimble woman in bed.
It's not Luoxi at all
Jing Mohao secretly screamed something bad, and immediately grabbed the gun from the woman's hand when she was unprepared to fire.
The bullet passed between his eyebrows, and the woman fell on the bed, without any chance of survival.
The people outside heard the gunfire and rushed in immediately.
Chen Jun rushed in with great satisfaction.
When he saw Jing Mohao Leng Ruohantan standing beside the bed, his legs instantly turned into a pool of ice, and an excited smile appeared on his face.
His muscles began to twitch uncontrollably.
After planning for so long and spending all his efforts, thinking that he could trample him under his feet, he realized that he was never strong in front of him.
No matter how much he swelled, as long as he stood in front of him, he still couldn't control his guilty conscience and would always be embarrassed
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