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Chapter 1667

"I want to avenge my father!"

Mo Qing'er repeated again.

The firmness that appeared in her eyes, like a rock, seemed to be an impulsive decision made by a momentary passion, but after careful consideration, it could not be shaken at all.

"Qing'er, this is too dangerous! I can't let you do something like this."

Xiao Yang said softly.

Before Mosen died, he promised Mosen to take good care of Mo Qing'er, so how could he watch Mo Qing'er go to danger without any dissuasion?

"Brother Yang, don't persuade me! I've thought about this very clearly!"

Xiao Yang sighed helplessly and said, "Have you ever thought about how to take revenge?"

Just this question made Mo Qing'er close her mouth and unable to speak.

Her idea of ​​avenging Mosen was extremely firm, but she was not aware of the difficulties and obstacles she had to go through on this road of "revenge".

Xiao Yang continued, "I will avenge you for your revenge for Senior Mo! But I don't want you to participate in this matter."

Xiao Yang was as if he was talking to his sister, speaking softly and temptingly.

Indeed, Mo Qing'er has no relatives in this world now, and she also regards Xiao Yang as her elder brother in her heart.

"But……"

Mo Qing'er opened her mouth and seemed to have to say something.

However, before she could express all the thoughts in her heart, Xiao Yang immediately turned a stern face and said with a serious expression: "This matter... you are not allowed to think about it anymore!"

Seeing Xiao Yang's black face, Mo Qing'er lowered her head in disappointment like a child who made a mistake. She placed her two slender and white hands in front of her lower abdomen and started to pick her hands in embarrassment.

Xiao Yang naturally saw such obvious movements. He stretched out his hand, gently touched Mo Qing'er's head, and comforted him: "Adjust your mood and wait a few days later, I will send you back to school!"

Mo Qing'er nodded slightly, responded, and said nothing more.

"let's go!"

Xiao Yang said gently.

Mo Qing'er followed Xiao Yang and walked out of the cemetery, but every time she took two steps, she would stop and look back at the direction of Mosen's tombstone, and then go back and forth until she walked out of the cemetery.

Xiao Yang drove Mo Qing'er back towards the direction of the foreign building, but just when he was about to reach the intersection of the foreign building.

Two black Mercedes-Benz cars parked across the middle of the road, blocking the road, making it impossible for the vehicle to pass through at all.

Xiao Yang pressed the horn twice, but the people in the two black Mercedes-Benz cars seemed to have not heard the sound of the whistle, and there was still no sign of moving the car.

"Brother Yang, why don't we take a detour?"

Mo Qing'er persuaded.

Xiao Yang shrugged helplessly.

There are all kinds of weird drivers these days. Xiao Yang even saw guys who were turning back on high beams on the highway. He did not regard his own life as his life at all, and he did not regard other people's lives.

He hung up the reverse gear and was about to turn around, but he found that behind his car, two more cars of the same style as the Mercedes-Benz blocked the road behind him.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Yang couldn't help but have a playful smile on his lips.

The feelings of these guys have been working hard to come by themselves!

"Qing'er, sit in the car and don't move!"

Xiao Yang reminded.
Chapter completed!
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