If the man thought she was the one who called, she would have no way of doing it.

The man pursed his lips when he heard the words, and did not speak, as if he had a guilty conscience.

At this moment, a "bang" came from my ear.

The door was kicked open, and the place where Qiao Yimo and Leng Juo were hiding was quickly found, and a group of black-clothed men stabbed with sharp knives in a murderous way.

Qiao Yimo and Leng Juo frowned at the same time, and quickly dodged.

In the process of escaping, Qiao Yimo reflexively held the man's hand and fled outside.

The man looked at the slender little hand on his arm, broke loose slightly, and coldly scolded, "Let go."

"Fate is almost dead." Qiao Yimo sneered slightly, and said with disdain: "What else is innocence!"

Having said that, Leng Tiong still knocked out the woman's hand. "You can't catch it without shooting!"

Qiao Yimo and Leng Juan hid in a tiny space listening to the conversation of the man in black outside.

I saw the voices of people in black one after another, "Shoot, kill both."

At this moment, the man in black seemed to be anxious, no matter whether the gunfire would provoke others.

Qiao Yimo narrowed his eyes, looked at the man, and teased him: "Who did you provoke? I will do whatever it takes to kill you."

"Should you not ask yourself?"

Leng Tien's smiling voice fell, and continued: "Don't you think these people are coming at me?"

"Otherwise?" Qiao Yimo said helplessly.

Although she has offended many people, there are few people who can find her in S City and locate her address.

And it just so happened that those few were also his own.

Leng Tiong was defeated, and his thin lips moved slightly and couldn't say anything.

It cannot be denied that someone actually investigated his other identity recently, and that person is still an important person in country M.

As for who it is, he currently has no idea.

If there is no wrong guess, these people are here for his identity.

The man just thought, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

When I looked up again, I saw a group of people in black holding guns at his and Qingqing's heads.

"People caught it."

Just when the words of the man in black fell...suddenly his hands were caught by the woman, and then he fell heavily on the ground.

Seeing this, the other people in black also shot around the two.

Qiao Yimo and Leng Juixuan dodged, slightly overwhelmed.

Qiao Yimo pulled the trigger and shot the man in black one after another.

Every shot fell on the gun accurately.

Leng Tiong did not show any weakness, and shot faster than women.

In terms of shooting, he ranked first in S City.

Even Momo can only draw a tie with him.

Qiao Yimo's narrow eyes narrowed, watching the man chuckle and said, "Pavilion Master, how is my marksmanship? Is it comparable to your wife?"

I have to admit that Qingqing's marksmanship is indeed good, at least in the top five in S City, but it is far behind Momo.

"Did the pavilion master acquiesce?" Qiao Yimo hid and spoke, not panicking at the enemy's shooting.

"Qingqing." The man couldn't bear her joke, and said coldly: "Shut up!"

Listening to her voice can easily distract him.

In short, he would think of Momo when he saw her.

It's a pity that this face, the way she speaks, and the way she plays with him is nothing like it.

There is no face change or disguise in this world.

The man thought.

At this moment, the man in black seemed to notice that he was cold and tired, and then quickly turned sideways, slowly moved to the back, and fired a shot at his back. JrNovels.com