Chapter 3582 He wants to see how you die!

Another tearing sound——

The man didn't expect him to move so fast, so he was so shocked that he pushed him away and spun back.

Mo Nanjue was pushed away by him and spit out a mouthful of blood again. He had already been seriously injured. He had challenged more than a dozen agents in a row, and his physical strength was at the limit.

The torn wounds kept pouring out blood...

Mo Nanjue's shoulders rubbed against the wall, his legs were bent downwards, and he clenched the open wound in his palm, feeling that the warm blood could not stop flowing like a fountain.

He was leaning on the ground with one knee, his shoulders were wrapped in the swaying lights. The agents standing aside saw such an exciting fight, none of them came back to their senses and were still looking at him.

The man turned his face sideways, and his skin was sore after the mask was torn off with great force. Mo Nanjue raised his eyes, his sharp and piercing eyes shot towards him. He curled his lips mockingly, "If it hurts, tell me, I'll give you time to apply the medicine!"

"..."

The man did not raise his hands to cover his face. He smiled as if he didn't care, "It's okay. We've already reached this point anyway. I had no intention of hiding it from you anymore."

As he spoke, he slowly turned around.

A handsome face suddenly appeared before his eyes——

Mo Nanjue's pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. He looked at the face in front of him, and the countless possibilities he had guessed were spliced ​​together. His thin lips moved slightly, "It's you?!"

It's him!

"Are you surprised?"

Mu Bailiang shrugged. He was dressed in pure white and handsome. If he said he was a doctor, some would believe him. "Young Master Jue, we have met twice."

Once in Bordeaux and once in London.

Both times, Mu Chengfei and Chen An were present...

The seemingly most unlikely person turns out to be the most dangerous person.

Mo Nanjue's eyebrows were furrowed, and his hand hanging by his side was still bleeding. He stared at him coldly, thinking about the relationship, "Are you the boss of the base?"

"So what?" Mu Bailiang raised his eyebrows and smiled. He was the ultimate gentleman and did not answer directly, "The most important thing is that I got you. You are in my hands now. Do you think you can get out alive?

"

A sneer escaped from Mo Nanjue's thin lips, "The last person who said this is now in my hands."

"But that's because his fate is bad. I won't be that stupid," Mu Bailiang said, taking a step forward. He didn't intend to fight again. When he raised his hand, he was already holding a pistol. "Do you know why I hate you?"

Mo Nanjue's handsome face raised slightly, and the cold gun pointed at his temple.

Li Qin's turned face was still shaking in front of his eyes. Mo Nanjue didn't even have the strength to clench his hands. He forced himself to speak, "Do you know Li Qin?"

"You finally asked a question about him. Why, didn't you never care about him?" Mu Bailiang's eyes turned cold and filled with anger, "He told me an hour ago that he never wanted to see you again.

"

Mo Nanjue's expression suddenly turned cold, "Impossible!"

boom!

Mu Bailiang suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet grazed Mo Nanjue's arm and shot into the wall.

"Why is it impossible? Do you think he is dead?" Mu Bailiang grabbed his collar. Mo Nanjue was covered in blood and almost collapsed, "I tell you, he is not dead, he is still alive and well.

, he wants to see how you die!"

"Impossible! Get out of here!"

Mo Nanjue's eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed his wrist. Seeing this, Mu Bailiang raised his leg and kicked his collarbone, then aimed at his arm and shot him again...

Mo Nanjue was thrown out and fell heavily against the wall. He rested his elbows on the ground and completely lost the strength to stand.
Chapter completed!