Bo Jiu didn't notice the change in the gaze of the person beside her.
Even Qin Mo didn't notice the coldness in his eyes. There was a tinge of interest and gentleness in them.
The rays of the evening sun shone into the deep lake. It was deep and unfathomable.
Besides Young Master Tang, there was someone else in charge.
His stance was firm. "Qin Mo must be brought back."
Young Master Tang remained silent.
Bo Jiu laughed, blowing her hair into the air. There was a hint of mischief in her voice. "Then we can only fall out."
"Who is he? How dare he speak to me in such a tone! "
Young Master Tang glanced at the person beside him, smiled, and took a step back. What he meant was, "Since you want to interfere, then you can."
Of course, Bo Jiu noticed his actions.
As long as he didn't stop her from bringing Qin Mo away, there was still a chance.
It was obvious that the commander beside Young Master Tang didn't know who he was dealing with.
He was about to warn him again when the youngster in the middle of the speedboat suddenly shouted, "Little Blackie."
Whoosh.
The ripples on the surface of the lake made it impossible for people to see what was happening in front of them.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, but before he could do anything, the youngster had already grabbed his wrist. With the other hand, he slid open the silver electronic lighter. With a smile on his face, he threw it towards the speedboat's fuel tank!
Then she pulled him and charged towards the other side.
There was a loud bang!
The back of the speedboat burst into flames.
Sparks filled the sky.
In an instant, the surrounding speedboats couldn't get close.
It was a beautiful scene.
The setting sun mixed with red.
As expected of Z.
It was a beautiful escape technique.
If it had been by her side.
Qin Mo might have been able to control himself.
Young Master Tang pushed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose and turned towards the confused commander. He said nonchalantly, "It seems like we won't be able to bring Qin Mo back."
"Is that youngster crazy?!" The commander grabbed his hair. "He actually used such a method. Why are you so calm? We need to report to the higher-ups!"
Young Master Tang chuckled. "I don't really care about the explanation. He has been rescued and Kawang isn't in anyone's hands. As for the rest, I'll have to trouble the commander to write a report."
The commander was shocked. "Wait a minute, why am I the one writing the report?"
"This question." Young Master Tang reached out and patted his shoulder. "Commander, you can think about it."
The more the commander thought about it, the more depressed he became. "It's all that kid's fault. Does he know how many dangerous people he took away?"
"It's a pity. If it weren't for the kid you mentioned, it would have been very difficult for us to find the exact location of this place." Young Master Tang turned around, his eyes indifferent.
But it was obvious that there was already a chill inside.
The commander opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Firstly, that kind of gaze was too horrifying.
Secondly, he had never expected the other party to be an important helper in their breakthrough to Kawang.
The raging fire on the lake had already melted into the setting sun.
Water was her natural enemy.
She wasn't a good swimmer, and she couldn't breathe.
Before she reached the surface of the Lamborghini, her hands started to lose strength.
But before she could slide down, someone grabbed her left hand and lifted her up forcefully.
The next moment, cold lips and the smell of tobacco seeped into her nose.
Bo Jiu's eyes flickered. Just when she realized what he had done to her, Qin Mo let go of her hand.
Little Blackie activated his diving mode and sighed.
Little Black started diving and sighed. "Master, it was really dangerous. I thought you were going to die. I didn't even feel your body temperature just now."
Bo Jiu panted heavily, tilting her head to look at Qin Mo, who was also drenched.
His thin lips were wet, and he was overly handsome.
In addition, there was a faint smile on his lips.
Bo Jiu caressed the bridge of her nose. Actually, she could have used a little more air. She wouldn't have minded.
As though he had seen through her thoughts, his handsome face inched closer, smiling like a devil. "You seem to want more?"
Before Bo Jiu could reply, Little Blackie exclaimed when he recognized Qin Mo's voice. "Devil!"
"Devil?" Qin Mo arched a brow at the rearview mirror. "Are you calling me?"
Little Blackie trembled under his gaze. This devil wasn't even suppressing his nature in front of his master. Scary, it was too scary!
He didn't reply and turned off the voice system!
"A car that can change forms and can even talk." Qin Mo laughed, his fingers touching her face. "Seems like my sugar daddy has an extraordinary background."
Bo Jiu tilted her head and looked at his fingers. There were small scars on them, probably because he had used poker cards to kill people.
Similarly, Bo Jiu knew that he still had half a deck of poker cards in his hands. This meant that he didn't trust her.
But that wasn't important right now.
Bo Jiu opened the hidden compartment in the middle of the car. Inside were all sorts of medicine that she had gotten from the Mongolian doctor.
Other than the bandages, nothing else was suitable.
Bo Jiu tore open a bag with her teeth and pulled Qin Mo's hand down. She lowered her lids and stuck the bandages on it carefully as though she was handling a treasure.
"Your hand is very important to you, it can't be injured."
Bo Jiu tore another bag of bandages as she spoke.
From the looks of it, she was probably going to stick all the scars on his fingers.
From the start, Qin Mo didn't move. He just watched the top of her head. His other hand, which was about to be lifted, lowered slightly.
Qin Mo told himself.
He wouldn't kill her.
It wasn't necessary.
Besides, it was rare to see such an idiot.
He was curious to see how far she would go with him.
Lovers?
Qin Mo smiled but there wasn't any warmth in his eyes.
Love was of no use to him.
"So, my sugar daddy, where are you bringing me to?" Qin Mo didn't believe that he was a sugar daddy. She wasn't good at lying. How exactly did she survive until now?
Bo Jiu paused, glancing up and smiling. "Jiang City."
That was right.
He had to go back no matter what.
The Asian Cup was still waiting for him.
Besides, a familiar environment would help him recover his memory.
It didn't matter where Qin Mo went. But he wasn't sure if he would get rid of the youngster midway when he lost interest.
But one thing was for sure.
He was now very interested in her various reactions.
"I'll listen to you. Let's go to Jiang City." Qin Mo lifted her hand, bringing it to his lips.
It was a light kiss.
There wasn't any warmth.
Instead, it felt cold with water.
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