Chapter 1987

Don't ask to hear Qiming's words, fierce rise, just still sobbing, instant already full of hostility.

He will never forget Qiming, the damned man, showing his love in front of him and kissing before going out? Princess, take Ouyang away?

"Why are you here?" Mo Qiu said, and finally let go of Mo Yanchen. He turned his head and looked at BI Ming.

Qiming takes a puff of his cigarette and blows the cigarette ring to Moqiu's face.

Mo Qiu's black eyes are tight, his fists are clenched, and he's ready for a big fight. Don't you believe that he can't fight Qiming?

"Me, with him! The man you adore most, spent hours together. " Qiming said in a low voice, creating an unimaginable ambiguity.

After hearing this, Mo Qiu waved his fist, but Qiming held his fist.

"Tut Tut, this hand is really dirty. I haven't washed my hands for several days, have I? How about I invite you to eat the hand grasping mutton rice Qiming said, looking at Mo Qiu with a bad smile.

"Damn, brother Chen, I don't agree." Mo Qiu turns around and looks at Mo Yanchen and shouts injustice.

Seeing Mo Yanchen, his sadness turned into strength.

Now seeing the backer coming back, he is full of excitement and decides to ignore Qiming. What's his business? Anyway, he is not familiar with Qiming, not at all.

"Let's go back." Mo Yanchen said.

"All on command, turn left. I'll see you in town in twenty minutes." Mo Yanchen said.

"Yes." They answered and took orders.

Commander Jiang stood aside and couldn't get in. He pursed his mouth, looked at Mo Yanchen, walked forward and punched him on the shoulder.

"Little brother, you scared everyone. What's the matter? How did you get here? " Commander Jiang asked excitedly.

He is also very sad these days, but we must stabilize the mood of these young people. Besides, the hundreds of special forces are here and don't listen to his orders. Commander Jiang is really worried that if Mo Yanchen doesn't show up, will they stand here and die? Mummified?

What's more, Shen Chengjing can't explain it. He's heartbroken these days. He really doesn't know what to do.

"Are you all right?" Mo Yanchen said, reaching forward and holding a Ze's arm, he patted Mo Wen on the shoulder to show his kindness.

Don't ask to see it, run to him.

"Brother Chen, and me." Mo asked, Mo Yanchen hugged a Ze and Mo asked, how can you leave him alone?

Mo Yanchen looked at him: "didn't you just hold it?"

"I'll have one." Don't ask to say, go forward to throw to embrace to send.

"Brother Chen, are you hurt?" At this time, Mo Wen looked at his shoulder, strode forward and looked at him in surprise: "Mo Qiu, please help brother Chen to have a look."

"It doesn't matter. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go back first." Mo Yanchen said.

Everyone agreed, swept away the haze before, and returned to his residence in the town. Mo Yanchen first went to see the special forces, arranged for them to go back, and then came back.

"Brother Chen." Mo asked to welcome forward, concerned about the question: "your injury to deal with, can't leave sequelae."

"Well, is it all over?" Mo Yanchen asked in a low voice and went in with him.

In the hall inside the house, commander Jiang, adjutant, a Ze, Mo Qiu are all here, waiting for him to come back.

"Well, it's all over! That man, Mo Qiu, has also brought him back. He is tied up in the house. " Mo Wen said that he was the most mature and stable of the three, and he was also Mo Yanchen's most effective military assistant. Therefore, when Mo Yanchen was away, he would arrange everything rationally, no matter how sad he was.