Chapter 3244 I used to be afraid of the dark

There was something in her words, and it was impossible for Mo Nanjue not to hear it. All the secret guards had been dispatched at this moment. After the explosion, the defensive vigilance was raised to the highest level. It would be extremely difficult to sneak into any place.

This is a Tibetan gate, not a playground where you can do whatever you want.

Mo Nanjue's handsome face was cold, and the pain made it difficult for his fingers to hold tightly. The man in black held his hand, but he pushed it away. His eyes fell on Meng Yao's face, "If this place continues to be chaotic, what should be thrown away will still be thrown away."

."

Meng Yao knew that he was referring to Luo Gu.

She also understood the meaning of his words, and Meng Yao smiled, "Young Master Jue is right, but everything depends on people. You can't stop working hard just because you lost something, right?"

It was obvious that she understood.

Mo Nanjue's narrow peach blossom eyes opened slightly, and after two simple conversations, the two of them had already reached an alliance.

He rescued Luo Gu for her, and she helped find Mo Beiyan.

In Zangmen, the only one who can make a difference is Meng Yao.

The secret guards wanted to capture Mo Nanjue alive, but looking at the situation, although he was injured, they could not do anything, so they had to say, "Master Jue, the car is waiting outside, please come this way."

Mo Nanjue raised his thin lips slightly, "Aren't you going to help me to the infirmary?"

"..."

The secret guard looked a little confused. Meng Yao took the opportunity to step forward and stretched out a hand towards him, "Master Jue, thank you for coming to my brother's wedding today."

Mo Nanjue glanced at her, and the moment he raised his hand, Meng Yao quickly stuffed something into his hand.

Mo Nanjue's expression was indifferent, and there was no fluctuation at all.

Meng Yao stepped back, covering the secret guard's eyes, "Young Master, walk slowly."

Mo Nanjue put his slender hands in his pockets. The wounds on his back had begun to turn white, and the dripping blood gathered into a large pool under his body. He did not utter a cry of pain, tightened his thin lips, turned around and walked outside.

The man in black did not dare to help him, so he had to walk beside him step by step. More than a dozen secret guards followed him, always holding the gun tightly in their hands.

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Halfway through the wedding, it was canceled due to the explosion.

The secret guards sent all the guests out, searched all areas of the Zangmen, and even used detection dogs to ensure nothing was missed.

Fortunately, there were not many casualties. The explosives were hidden in the dinner plates and only a few waiters were injured.

Meng Shaoling was not surprised. He knew that someone would definitely come to disrupt his wedding and make him miserable.

If not, then it is abnormal.

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Hidden door, dungeon.

The damp ground stank. Inside the cell, Mo Beiyan was leaning against the wall. He was holding the railing with one hand. The wound on the back of his head had condensed and turned a very deep red color.

Across the corridor, a very soft voice came from the opposite room, "Mo Beiyan?"

The man tilted his head and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Why...are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid," Mo Huantong moved forward. Although they were far apart, she still tried to get closer to him. "I used to be afraid of the dark, but now I'm not afraid."

"Why?"

"..."

There was a long silence.

Mo Huantong didn't speak, and she wouldn't tell him. It was because of the time she spent in prison that she realized that fear was useless.

No matter how scared you are of the dark, no one will care about you.

Gradually, I got used to it.

Mo Huantong lowered her eyes, subconsciously hugged her knees and rested her chin on her knees. Mo Beiyan stared at her movements and his eyes couldn't help but sink.
Chapter completed!