Chapter 795: Come back home

Chapter 795
Ah Wei glanced at the empty cloth bag in his hand and shrugged, "Young Master Qin, there is no magazine."
"One more shot..." Shi Shaoqin's icy voice came, revealing a bloodthirsty aura.
Mo Sen's heart suddenly tightened, and Shi Shaoqin's gaze changed from his usual indifference to amazement.
Ah Wei shook the bag casually, "It's true..." He seemed to mutter to himself.
After all, Qin Shaoke didn't ask him how many magazines he brought...
When a person is bloodthirsty, his head is still calm, and the leftover light can sweep the cloth bag he emptied...Tsk tsk, pervert!
Of course, Ah Wei didn't dare to say this like Jian Mo.
"I'm going to check the shipment..." Ah Wei said after taking a glance at Mawson, "In the past few days, the entry and exit are closed, and the goods can't be shipped again. The road is crazy."
After speaking, the others turned and walked to the drug factory.
He was not interested in knowing why Young Master Qin left the last gun to Mawson. He just knew that if he didn't leave now, maybe he knew something he shouldn't know, he would have to find a gun and eat it himself.
"Shao Qin?" Mo Sen swallowed secretly, looking at Shi Shaoqin with some puzzlement.
Shi Shaoqin's beautiful and handsome face was completely indifferent, and the depths of her narrow and long eyes were even colder.
Mawson didn't move, he didn't even dare to think more...
"I deliberately angered me, and even let people call Moer..." Shi Shaoqin's voice gently overflowed with beautiful lips, "Mo Sen, you really guessed my mind thoroughly."
Mo Sen secretly swallowed, "Young Master Qin...what do you mean?" He couldn't help but feel confused, "I...I don't understand..."
"Don't understand?" Shi Shaoqin sneered, "After going out, retreat in the direction where Moerhui came... Apply lubricant on the escalator. As long as she is nervous and accidentally touches it, she will always be unable to catch it.
Shi Shaoqin's voice grew colder as he spoke.
"If I can't help it, that's the best..." Shi Shaoqin sneered, "If you hold back it, you have been with me for so many years, there will always be a way to let me do it, right?"
"Young Master Qin, how come?" Mo Sen's eyes were in shock, "Jian Mo was an accident that night, and what does the lubricant on the escalator mean?"
Shi Shaoqin sneered coldly, too lazy to argue with Mo Sen.
"Besides, what good is it for me to let Jian Mo fall down the stairs?" Mo Sen said hurriedly, passing his eyes over those who are still struggling with death, "Does Young Master Qin think I am Luo Songxian?"
"You are not!" Shi Shaoqin said lightly.
"Then why?" Mawson breathed heavily.
Shi Shaoqin's eyes were cold, "Then I have to ask you..."
After the words fell, Shi Shaoqin's barrel had reached Mo Sen's forehead.
The icy touch conveyed the breath of death, and the pressure that overflowed from Shi Shaoqin made Mo Sen couldn't help but swallow.
"Little Qin..."
"I've been thinking about it these days," Shi Shaoqin's indifferent voice came again, "You are not his person, why did you still come to me when you knew my taboo that day?"
Mawson's breathing had become serious.
"That night, how did you irritate me?" Shi Shaoqin suddenly murmured.
Mo Sen's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, "Yes, Gu Beichen said it?"
When he said this, there was obviously fear... even anger in his voice.
Shi Shaoqin frowned slightly invisible, "He already knew what you thought of me?"
Mawson gritted his teeth secretly, digging his own grave, making him lose his composure even more.
"It seems...this is the answer."
Shi Shaoqin's eyes suddenly sank, looking at Mo Sen's eyes, what he felt was completely dirty!
With a ‘bang’ across... the world stopped at this moment.
Mawson was not dead, at least, he would not die on the spot...
The pain was corroding his nerves a little bit. At the last moment, he was watching Shi Shaoqin's prosperous beauty.
"It's in your hands..." Mawson laughed at last, "It's also good."
Shi Shaoqinjun's face was suddenly covered with haze.
"Unfortunately... I didn't let Jane... Jian Mo... die... You, you originally... belonged to... Um..."
What else did Mawson want to say, J didn't know where he sprang out, and slammed his foot on him.
"It's all you..." J roared angrily, "If it weren't for you, Jian Mo's child would not die, and she would not hate us so much, huh!"
Morson's pupils began to diminish, and a relieved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth...
If it weren't for J's foot, he would have to go through a period of torture if he died... But, it's not necessary now.
However, what Mawson didn't expect at this moment was that if it weren't for J's foot, he would say his possessive words to Shi Shaoqin, and how it would be a shadow of Shi Shaoqin.
Maybe this is how things are in the world...
Reincarnation always has a point, the good and the bad...all start here and end here.
In the blood-washed Mo Palace, the air was filled with blood, and everyone was shrouded in darkness.
At the same time, in the detention center of the Interpol branch, a bunch of men who hadn't used meat for a long time surrounded Luo Songxian...
Obscene words are disgusting. After all, although the body is still healthy, it is old after all.
But for these people, it is always a good thing to be able to let go and play.
The wailing, with the lewd sound of not knowing whether to enjoy or endure, filled the prison cage...
Luo Songxian probably never thought that he himself would be reduced to the people he once oppressed, or even worse.
Gu Beichen is not a soft-hearted person, let alone, because of Luo Songxian, Xiao Yan left him and Jian Mo.
He will let Luo Songxian also thoroughly understand how extravagant death is...
When the private jet arrived in Los Angeles, it was midnight.
Because it was winter, it was night again... the air was icy and bitter.
"Young Master Chen..." Xiao Jing got on the plane, "Get ready, Madam Young can leave."
"I'll go by myself..."
Jian Mo saw that Gu Beichen was coming to hug her, she said softly.
"It's uncomfortable on the plane. After sitting for so long, I'm not trying hard, eh?" Gu Beichen looked at her with deep eagle eyes.
Jian Mo pressed her lower lip and nodded.
Gu Beichen hugged Jian Mo in a hug, Xiao Jing had already brought the cashmere blanket over her body.
The car was parked next to the plane, it was a spacious commercial car, and the heating was always on.
Covered by a blanket, it was just a gap in the stairs. Jian Mo shrank subconsciously because of the cold wind...
Gu Beichen's footsteps speeded up, his stern face a little strained.
"I'm fine, but I'm not used to it..." Jian Mo said softly, feeling the man's self-blame.
"Yeah." Gu Beichen responded and adjusted the car seat to a comfortable curve while closing the door.
Car, drove straight to Mid-Levels Villa...
Jian Mo deceived his head and looked out of the car window, and the familiar night scene came with melancholy, as if he had been away for a long, long time...it was a long time, longer than the four and a half years.
"Should you take a break first?" Gu Beichen asked softly.
Jian Mo shook his head, "It's uncomfortable to sleep here. I will go back to sleep later."
Gu Beichen nodded.
"Achen..."
"Huh?" Gu Beichen asked softly.
Jian Mo slammed the corner of her mouth, in her voice, there was an uncontrolled cautious, "Can we bring the milk pack back to our side?"