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Chapter 823

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"Who am I? That's not important. What's important is that you took away my money. In Myan Country, those who dared to rob from me are all dead now. Old man, get out of my way, and maybe I can spare your life. Otherwise, I will make you die without a burial place! "

Lao Que grinned hideously, stepped forward, grabbed Mo Bai's collar, and wanted to push him aside.

"Woo!"

If Mo Bai was alone, he might compromise, but Murong Yanran was here, so he had to risk his life.

While Lao Que was unprepared, he kicked his crotch hard. When Lao Que was in so much pain that he covered his crotch with his hand and his eyes almost popped out, Ding Ning reached out to strangle his neck. He picked up a broken stone and put its sharp edge against Lao Que's throat. He said sternly, "If you don't want him to die, take out the gun and throw it on the ground."

"Fuck, old man, you want to die. Don't worry about me. Catch that woman for me. She doesn't dare to kill me!"

Lao Que was a typical desperado. Since he was careless and failed miserably, he showed a ruthless expression and shouted harshly.

Hearing his words, four strong men took out their guns and aimed at Murong Yanran, whose face was pale. A strong man with a dark face stared at Mo Bai viciously and said, "Let go of our boss, or I will shoot this b * tch to death."

"No way! If you dare to shoot, I will kill him."

Mo Bai knew that even if he let Old Que go, he would still die. Thus, the ferocity in his bones was stimulated. He exerted force in his hand, and the sharp tip of the stone cut the skin on Old Que's throat. The bright red blood scared the four men out of their wits, and they didn't know what to do at that moment.

"Brother, we only want money. How about this, we each take a step back? I will let you go, but you leave the Raw Stones!"

Lao Que's throat was cut, and he knew that Mo Bai was also a ruthless man. So, he softened his tone and began to negotiate.

Mo Bai hesitated. He knew that if he didn't give up something tonight, neither of them could escape unscathed. They had to make a choice between their lives and money.

But the Raw Stones were all bought by Murong Yanran, so he couldn't make the decision. He had to ask Murong Yanran, "President Mu, what do you think?"

"Don't even think about it. I bought these raw stones with my own money. Why should I give them to them?"

After the initial panic, Murong Yanran had calmed down. Seeing Mo Bai holding Old Que hostage, she immediately hid behind him and shouted angrily.

Mo Bai's forehead was full of black lines. "This woman really cares about money more than her life." He immediately coughed and said, "Boss Mu, as the saying goes, where there's life, there's hope. You can earn more money if you lose it, but you'll lose everything if you lose your life."

"That won't do. I want money more than my life. A few petty thieves actually dare to steal my things. I think you're all tired of living!"

Murong Yanran roared with her hands on her waist.

"B * tch, don't be so shameless … Ouch …"

Coldness flashed in Old Que's eyes as he scolded angrily.

Before he finished his words, Murong Yanran picked up a fist-sized stone and smashed it on his forehead. She roared, "Who do you think you are? How dare you scold me? Figure out the situation. Now we're in control of the situation."

A hole was smashed on Old Que's head, and his forehead was bleeding. But he lived a dangerous life, so he wouldn't be scared by Murong Yanran. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood flowing to the corners of his mouth, stared at her viciously like a poisonous snake, and shouted harshly, "Shoot! If I die today, you'd better torture that b * tch. Record the process and upload it to the Internet. I want her to lose her reputation after she dies."

"F * ck you! Shut up!"

Mo Bai was a little anxious. He cut a wound on Old Que's face with the stone in his hand and quickly put it on his throat. "If you talk more nonsense, I'll kill you!"

"Come on, kill me! If I frown, I'm not a man. Tiger-Head, don't worry about me. Shoot this old bastard!"

Old Que was also a tough guy. His face was cut, and the white flesh inside was exposed. His face was smeared with blood, but he still shouted fearlessly.

"Old Que!"

The black strong man, Tiger-Head, raised his gun and aimed at Mo Bai with some hesitation, but he didn't dare to pull the trigger.

"Don't talk nonsense. Shoot him. I'd like to see whether he dares to kill me or not. If he doesn't kill me, I'll kill them today."

Old Que, whose face was covered with blood, looked like a ferocious ghost, and he roared hoarsely.

"Bang!"

Hearing this, Tiger-Head didn't hesitate anymore. He raised his gun and shot at Mo Bai.

"Ouch … Can't you shoot more accurately? You hit me."

Mo Bai had been prepared for this. At the moment when Tiger-Head raised his gun to shoot, he twisted his body and put Old Que in front of him. The shot hit Old Que's shoulder, and he screamed in pain.

"I … I'm sorry, Old Que. I was too nervous."

Tiger-Head shivered and showed a smile that was uglier than crying. "This time, I'll definitely aim more accurately."

"Damn it. Don't aim at me. Shoot that woman. Don't kill her. I'll play her to death today."

Old Que shouted wildly. He knew that Mo Bai wouldn't dare to kill him unless he had no other choice. He would use his cruelty to break down Mo Bai's psychological defense line bit by bit, and finally control the situation!

"Okay, b * tch. Let's see where you can hide!"

Four strong men aimed their guns at Murong Yanran instantly. Although Mo Bai had tried his best to put her behind him, because Old Que started to struggle desperately, she was exposed to the muzzles of the guns occasionally.

"Bang!"

Tiger-Head found a gap and immediately pulled the trigger. The bullet flew to Murong Yanran's leg.

"Ah!"

Murong Yanran was so scared that her face turned pale, and she let out a high-decibel scream.

"Boss Mu!"

Mo Bai screamed involuntarily with a pale face. Compared with Old Que and the other guys, he was more afraid of Ding Ning. If Ding Ning knew that he failed to protect Murong Yanran, he would skin him alive.

When Murong Yanran screamed like a frightened quail and waited to be shot with a desperate look, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of her. The bullet hit the black shadow and made a muffled "puff" sound.

"Black masked man, you're here. Boohoo, I know you won't leave me alone."

Murong Yanran's mood went up and down like a roller coaster. A strong sense of security wrapped her up, and she forgot everything else. She rushed forward and hugged the black masked man's waist from behind, crying tears of joy.

Mo Bai's face became extremely weird, and he was in a dilemma. "Damn it. Young Master's woman is so intimate with another man. What the hell is going on? Although this man saved her, it seems that the relationship between them is absolutely not ordinary. There must be an affair. What should I do? Should I tell Young Master? "

The black masked man patted Murong Yanran's hand and motioned her to let go. Murong Yanran then realized that she had lost her composure. She let go of her hand with a red face, and then she thought of something and asked in a panic, "You were shot. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

The black masked man said in a hoarse voice. While Tiger Head and others were stunned, he rushed up like lightning.

"Shoot him. Quick, shoot him. Shoot his neck and head. This guy is wearing a bulletproof vest!"

Tiger Head panicked. He had shot the black-masked man just now, but why did he seem to be fine? But soon he figured it out. This guy must be wearing a bulletproof vest. Seeing the black-masked man rushing to him, he was scared out of his wits. He shouted at the top of his voice, but he forgot that he also had a gun in his hand.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With a burst of gunshots, Murong Yanran was so scared that she closed her eyes. Her mind was full of the bloody picture of the black masked man, and her heart sank to the bottom instantly.

But soon, a burst of ghostly wails and howls made her open her eyes in shock. She saw the black masked man standing there without a scratch, and the four strong men fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain. Their arms and legs were strangely broken in the reverse direction. Her beautiful eyes were full of extraordinary splendor. She looked at the black masked man's stalwart figure in a daze, and her heart almost melted. The black masked man was so handsome!

Lao Que looked at the black masked man in horror, and his face was as pale as a sheet. The four cruel subordinates who had been in the underground world all year round could not do anything to the black masked man even with guns, which made him realize that there was nothing he could do.

But how could he be willing to die here? He thought quickly and shouted, "You are finished. Do you know who they are?"

"Oh, are you threatening me?"

The black masked man turned around and looked at Lao Que. There was no human emotion in his dead fish-like pupils, which made Lao Que shudder with fear. He shivered all over and even peed his pants.

Mo Bai saw that the situation was settled and released Lao Que with disgust. Lao Que wanted to run, but his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground like a pile of mud.

Murong Yanran looked at the black masked man's eyes, which were different from ordinary people's, and reached out to cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. But her heart was in turmoil. "He is not the black masked man, he is definitely not the black masked man, and the black masked man's eyes can't be like this."

The black masked man did not care about Murong Yanran's reaction, but walked step by step to Lao Que, and looked at him expressionlessly. "You can tell me who you are, and you dare to have designs on my Young Mistress."

"Young Mistress?" Murong Yanran was confused and looked at the black masked man in bewilderment. "Who is the Young Mistress? Is he talking about me? " "When did I become the Young Mistress?" "Besides, the black masked man in front of me is definitely not the black masked man before. Then who is the Young Master he mentioned? Is that Young Master the real black masked man? "

"You … you can't kill me. If you kill me, all of you will die!"

Lao Que seemed to think of something, and his courage suddenly increased, and he began to threaten him with confidence.

"Crack!"

The black masked man directly grabbed Lao Que's arm and twisted it hard. In his inhuman scream, the black masked man twisted Lao Que's arm into a fried dough twist, and said lightly, "I hate it most when people threaten me. There may be many people in this world that I can't afford to offend, but your master is definitely not one of them. Tell me, who is your backer? How dare you to provoke my Young Mistress!"

"They are from the Giant Shark Gang. If you kill them, the Giant Shark Gang will not let you go."

Lao Que's forehead was full of sweat because of the pain, but he still gritted his teeth and growled. He did not want to die, so he had to mention his backer, hoping to suppress this terrible devil.

"The Giant Shark Gang? What the hell! "

Unexpectedly, the black masked man did not know what the famous Giant Shark Gang in Myan was, and he asked blankly.

"The Giant Shark Gang is one of the biggest gangs in Myan, and it has the high-level support of the Myan government. It controls several raw stone mines."

Mo Bai, who was at the side, promptly explained.

"You said they are from the Giant Shark Gang, then who is your master? He must be more arrogant than them, right? "

The black masked man nodded noncommittally, looked at Lao Que, and continued to ask.

"I work for General Chacai. If you kill me, even if you escape to the end of the world, General Chacai will not let you go."

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