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Mo Guichen smiled lightly and said: "With my current power, even if I kill you, it will be difficult to seize the position of the head of the family. Your people will definitely not let me go if they know that I died in your hands." 's son."
Xiao Moqing looked at him without saying a word, but he didn't put down the gun either.
Mo Guichen added: "Now that I am no longer a threat to you, why can't you let our family go?"
Xiao Moqing said indifferently: "You should know better than me the principle of eradicating the grass and roots."
"It seems that you are not willing to leave us a way to survive?"
Xiao Moqing looked at him indifferently, noncommittal.
Mo Guichen sighed softly, "Miss Song, do you believe it now? The man you love is a devil who is not even willing to let go of his children."
As soon as Mo Guichen finished speaking, a woman slowly walked out from the darkness.
Her long hair was blown up by the cold wind, and she felt a slight pain when it hit her face.
She stood there quietly, not knowing how long she stood or listened.
Or maybe she heard it from beginning to end.
Xiao Moqing turned to look at her.
The sky was gloomy and dark, and the big trees in the back garden blocked the light, making it even darker.
"The ninth day of the lunar month." Xiao Moqing said calmly: "Come here."
Song Chujiu stood there without moving.
Xiao Moqing's black eyes suddenly darkened, filled with thick dark light.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Song Chujiu had a gun in his hand.
"The ninth day of the lunar month." He said again: "Come here."
Song Chujiu did not move, but looked at him.
"Are you really not even prepared to let go of your child?"
Xiao Moqing looked at her quietly, "What if I say yes?"
Song Chujiu raised his gun and pointed it at him.
"I won't be with a devil who won't even let go of my children."
"Devil?" Xiao Mo repeated these words calmly, with no emotion on his handsome face. "That's how I am. Is it the first day you met me?"
Song Chujiu sighed softly, "You can deal with Su Li and Mo Guichen however you want. Just let their children go."
"Let their child go. A few years later, when he grows up, he will probably come to me for revenge."
"What if I want you to let him go?"
Xiao Moqing did not answer but asked: "If I don't let go, are you going to shoot me?"
The cold rain fell on Song Chujiu's face, making people feel like crying.
This weather was like the day she shot him personally on the beach four years ago.
History is always surprisingly similar.
She unlatched the pistol's safety.
Xiao Moqing watched her movements motionless.
With the gun pointed at him, Song Chujiu's voice became indifferent.
"Let them go."
"What if I don't let go?"
"Then don't blame me for shooting."
Xiao Moqing smiled, but he just raised the corners of his lips meaninglessly, and there was no smile in his eyes.
"Then just shoot."
Song Chujiu¡¯s pupils shrank, and the hand that pulled the trigger tightened little by little.
"boom!"
When no one could react, Song Chujiu fired.
However, the gun did not hit Xiao Moqing's body, but hit Mo Guichen's hand. The gun in Mo Guichen's hand fell weakly to the ground.
Su Li's expression suddenly changed, and when she was about to pick up the gun, another shot hit her feet. If she hadn't quickly retracted her hand, she might have been hit by this shot as well.
Su Li raised her head and looked at Song Chujiu's face.
She knew that Song Chujiu had lied to them. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com