In the bustling urban area, a luxury Land Rover is coming.

The light in the car is dim, and the man in the back seat squints out of the window. The lines of the man's face are like knife cuts, handsome and impeccable. The sexy corners of his mouth are tight, and his whole body exudes unspeakable coldness.

"Brother Chen, the matter has been found out."

"Well?" The man's eyebrows are light and his voice is magnetic.

"There is a black group that specializes in developing weapons. It cloned our models and wanted to blame us. Now it is found that this group is in this city." Wu Hao went to the theme respectfully.

"Dare you play with me? Interesting. I did it. "

"Yes." Wu Hao's voice sank and his whole body burst out with the intention of killing.

All over the world, the people who dare to blame Mo Yanchen are not born yet!

In a city, the people who can cover the sky with one hand and cover the clouds with one hand are Mohists! Mo Yanchen returned from overseas at the age of 15 and joined the army at the age of 18. He took charge of a battalion for only three years and set up his own special forces in five years, becoming a mysterious leader.

"That night's blind date, go?" Wu Hao hesitated and asked timidly.

Tang Tang Mo Shao, a single diamond man, was wanted by Mohist family at the age of 28.

"Stop the car." Mo Yanchen said coldly.

"Squeak." Wu Hao brakes.

The night was chilly. Mo Yanchen went to one side, lit his cigar and took a hard puff.

"Get married, I must get married tomorrow." Shen Cheng is flustered and doesn't know what to do.

She has always had revenge, never give the enemy a chance! Since their expectations are so high, she should give them a hard blow. Therefore, she must get married before tomorrow morning and beat Shen Zhicai in the face!

Shen Chengjing is walking in a hurry. Suddenly he turns around and sees a tall figure standing in front of the old bicycle, smoking. It looks very down.

(the author despises oranges. Mo Shao is just smoking a cigarette. The broken car is made of soy sauce.)

"Well, sir, are you single?"

Mo Yanchen smoking posture pause, slightly lift eyes, looking at the woman in front of him.

"Why don't you marry me and get a marriage certificate right away? I need a husband. I won't wait for you afterwards." She rubbed her hands uneasily and said with a flattering look.

She worked hard to smile, on his deep black eyes, the cold fundus Lingli let her hold her breath, subconsciously back a few steps.

"Eh!" She's trying to say something.

He dropped his cigarette end, raised his boots and stepped on them. His rude behavior became elegant and domineering. She wanted to step back, but he pulled her back.

"Ah." She ran into his arms.

Her proud height of 168cm was just under his chin. He was rude and his delicate face was full of panic. After a long time, he came back and patted him hard.

"Let me go, villain, let me go, or I'll call the police."

"Shut up."

She wants to cry without tears. She just wants to get a marriage certificate. How can she meet a bandit? Do she want to bow? Thinking of this, she raised her knee and headed for his lower body!

"Bang bang." Only gunshots were heard and two bullets hit the wall.

“****。” Mo Yanchen raises his foot and kicks to the left. Holding her, he turns around and falls behind the pillar. He takes out the exquisite silver gun. The silencing gun sweeps by, and the gunfire in front of him stops.

"Be careful." Her words are not lost.

He turned around, raised his feet, swept down and boxed. He was quick, cold and cruel. The man in black was thrown to the ground by him.

"Well." She was so scared that her legs softened and she rushed forward. Mo Yanchen turned around, her sexy thin lips were blocked, and a warm current hit every nerve like an electric shock.

"Do you really want to get married?" He asked in a deep voice, before she could react.

"Ah, what are you doing?" She was suddenly crudely picked up.