After driving the way to death, Mo Cunxi finally saw the Shang family, who had been in Jiangcheng for a long time, standing in the gangster temple. Looking at the big iron gate in front of him, there was no one. Mo Cunxi stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and the car drove directly through the Shang family's iron gate. A loud "clang" sounded, and the car rushed in.

Until he stopped at the door of a villa, Mo Cunxi got out of the car and was covered in sharp shape. The man in black who was guarding the door saw someone rushing up and wanted to speak, but Mo Cunxi raised his foot and kicked it hard to hit his lower abdomen. The man in black felt pain and wanted to fight back. Mo Cunxi took a step forward, used force in his hand, pulled the master's hand, and bent his elbow and pointed it at the back of his neck.

The man in black fell to the ground, Mo Cunxi squatted down, flipped over the man's pocket, took out a pistol from the man's pocket, loaded it, and broke into the Shang family alone.

For so many years, Mo Cunxi has been in the army and learned responsibility and responsibility. After coming out, this society taught people's hearts and dangers. She has never harmed anyone. In recent years, she has never thought about harming anyone, but everyone around her is full of animals with human faces and beasts, for the sake of interests, status and power.

Everything she did was bloody and unbearable to say. Mo Cunxi had everything, and her family background was good, and she herself was not bad. Although her parents died early, the things they taught her and Mo Cunyi and the principles of being a human being were deeply engraved in their hearts and in their essence.

She Mo Cunxi, her Mo family was ashamed of these people and the responsibility on her, so why should she bear it again and again?

When Mo Cunxi came in, all of them were black-clad bodyguards from the Shang family. Mo Cunxi held the pistol and took his life? Mo Cunxi was not afraid.

The machine buckled the plate machine, the person in front of him fell down, turned around and circled around, raised his slender legs high, kicked another person in the face, rotated, and turned around, with the help of the person around him, knocked his elbow hard, and the man covered the back of his head and fell to the ground with pain in his face.

A round kick came, and the man in black was hit hard by Mo Cunxi's pistol, and his head was bleeding and he rushed up all the way. In addition to the illness and leg injury, Mo Cunxi's forehead was already covered in sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

The fists that hit the man in black were all her anger and forbearance that had been accumulated for a long time. A muffled groan came, indicating that it was the strength of many years of military operations and the ruthlessness of attacking the enemy.

Walking all the way up, Mo Cunxi raised his foot and kicked open the door of the room in front of him. He raised his pistol at Meier who was coming towards him, and shot Meier's shoulder blades. Blood splashed everywhere. Before Meier could react to what had happened, he felt a biting pain in his shoulder blades. He groaned and wanted to speak, and then another shot on the other shoulder blades. This shot made Meier twitch all over, and it hurts a bit.

The palms were covered with blood, and the pain from the mouth swept across his body, making Meier's knees soft and he knelt directly on the ground.

With a cold look at Meier, loaded it up, holding the pistol, Mo Cunxi walked straight to the sofa on the other side of the room. With his years of training in the darkness in the dark, Mo Cunxi sneered and pulled the board to the man in black standing in the corner. Another shot came. Mo Cunxi stepped forward and kicked the man again.

The man in black fell to one side and walked to the corner without fearing the bodyguards around him. The pistol in his hand was extremely fast and directly hit the man's temple at a speed of lightning speed.

"Do you know who you are moving? I really feel that Mo Cunxi has a different identity. If you can't do whatever you want, you dare to touch the people around me? Do you really feel that you have lived too long?"

The extremely arrogant tone, with the majesty and anger that cannot be ignored, made Shang Tingxuan smile softly and pat his palm gently. In an instant, the lights in the whole room lit up.

At this moment, all the sights in the room came into view. Meier's shoulder blades were injured, blood flowed down his arms, kneeling on the ground, wailing. Ten black-clad bodyguards in the room all pointed the pistols in his hands at Mo Cunxi, but the pistols in Mo Cunxi's hand directly pressed against his temple.

There was no expression of horror on her face. Mo Cunxi didn't even look at the environment around her. He looked at Shang Tingxuan with ruthlessness and cold eyes. When she had just entered, she had already thrown her coat into the car. At this moment, she was only wearing a black sweater, rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender white arms, and holding the gun in her hand tightly.

If you ignore Mo Cunxi's expression and the gun in your hand at this moment, you will be a simple girl next door who is ignorant of the world.

But Mo Cunxi is not.

"Miss is indeed brave. So many of my people are standing beneath, but I can't stop you from walking? It seems that I'm really popular this time?"

Mo Cunxi sneered,

"Shang Tingxuan? You have been suffering from leukemia for so many years and have not died? You are not using money to hang your life, do you know why?"

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