Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The man looked around and rested his eyes on the haystack by the side of the cabin high enough to hide a person.

Seeing this man stare at the haystack, Mo Jingshen paused for a moment. Suddenly he took the gun from his waist, threw it on the ground, and raised his hand half above his head.

The man's attention immediately went back to Mo Jingshen. Seeing him throw the gun obediently, the man sneered.

However, Mo Jingshen was really dangerous, and they all knew how unfathomable he was, so the man didn't dare to approach him. He held his gun to his head, ready to shoot him if he made any movement.

Just then, another man on patrol found what was going on here and came to check it out. The men exchange a glance and pointed their guns at Mo Jingshen.

Ji Nuan lay in the haystack, her face white as she watched the scene a few meters away.

However, Mo Jingshen just stood there calmly, not looking in her direction.

Although these outlaws were loyal to Aqib, outlaws were outlaws. They would try to seek the best interests for themselves, so they were now considering whether to kill Mo Jingshen or take him to Aqib to claim the credit.

Mo Jingshen knew their thoughts too well to move.

Besides, there was Ji Nuan in the haystack not far away.

No matter how important the plan was, it couldn't be compared to her safety and her words: "Mo Jingshen, I'm pregnant."

He can't afford to risk her life.

Suddenly, the person who came later found a corner of the white dress under the haystack. Ji Nuan's white dress, which the old woman had given her, didn't fit her very well and was very long. No matter how hard she tried, her white dress couldn't be hidden in the haystack. The bright white color caught their attention.

The man who came later narrowed his eyes and pointed his gun at the haystack.

Mo Jingshen's temples throbbed.

These people would kill without batting an eye. He wasn't afraid of their guns on him, because, at the very least, he could buy them off for a chance of survival, but now they pointed their guns at Ji Nuan and might fire at any moment.

As he was about to shoot, Mo Jingshen moved his foot on the ground. The gun, which was thrown to the ground, was instantly hooked by his foot and returned to his hands.

Seeing Mo Jingshen about to shoot, the first man that came who hadn't decided to kill him or take him in exchange for benefits, immediately directed the muzzle to the haystack. Seeing this, Mo Jingshen immediately froze and dared not move again.

"Put the gun down!" Noticing that the person hiding in the haystack was important to Mo Jingshen, the man threatened.

The man who came later suddenly whispered to him, "Let's just kill him, just in case."

"Ok, come, kill me." Mo Jingshen dropped the gun again and threw it at their feet.

The two men smiled triumphantly. One of them stepped forward and kicked Mo Jingshen in the knee, and he dropped down on one knee.

At the same time, the man hit Mo Jingshen's back of the head with the butt of his rifle and, for a moment, his face turned white, but he said nothing so as not to frighten the woman in the haystack.

Mo Jingshen's voice was low, but even though his voice was low and husky, she detected danger in his voice. "This place is under siege and could be bombed at any time. Do you still want to remain loyal to Aqib and be outlaws with him? Why don't you let me go? I'll intercede with the XI base and the police to get you a chance of survival."

This was followed by a short silence.

The two men hesitated.

Indeed, they had no idea that the US force that was normally the most difficult to mobilize, would come so quickly and deployed so many operational resources, including so many helicopters. If they delay any longer, they would only end up being killed under siege.

The cold muzzle rested on the head of Mo Jingshen.

The eyes of the man who came first were full of hesitation, while those of the one who came later were filled with killing intent. He didn't believe that Mo Jingshen would give them a chance to survive If they let him go.

At the same time, Ji Nuan, in the haystack, knew she could no longer hide here. She found In the haystack a heavy stick, which she supposed was firewood that had been cut and not yet split.

She clasped the stick in her hand and slowly began to get up. Before they were fully focused on this side, she slipped out of the haystack and knocked down the man nearest the haystack. Then, she rushed forward and hit the man in front of her on the wrist with the stick, knocking the gun out of his hand.

The two men were immediately knocked down to the ground by the woman who had jumped abruptly out of the haystack. Their guns fell to the ground.

Mo Jingshen picked up the gun immediately, but when he looked up, the first person that fell to the ground had already jumped up and put the gun to Ji Nuan's forehead.

The man grabbed Ji Nuan's arm and held the gun to her temple.

He squinted at Mo Jingshen coldly. "Let's have a try to see which of us is faster."

The gun against Ji Nuan's temple was a long, cold black gun, which she had never seen in Hai City or even on TV. The gun shone with a cold dark glow.

He threatened Mo Jingshen to throw the gun away, but the latter held the gun to his head and didn't drop it.

The man suddenly sneered in Ji Nuan's ear. "It seems that Mr. Control doesn't care so much about you. You pretended to be mute and lurked here for two or three days. As a result, he doesn't even care about your life."

The trigger in his hand clicked slightly, right over her temple.

Ji Nuan's whole body was tense.

Mo Jingshen blinked. His heart almost stopped beating, and he finally surrendered.

He leaned down slowly and put the gun on the ground.

The other man, who was already on his feet, took the opportunity to pick up the gun again. He stamped Mo Jingshen's hand on the ground, then turned and slapped Ji Nuan hard in the face, calling her a bitch.

His wrist was almost broken by her just now. It fxxking hurt.

He slapped her really hard, not relenting at all just because she was a woman.

Ji Nuan's head was turned to one side, and she shivered all over. Her cheeks swelled up quickly, and the pain was numbing. She could feel her broken mouth and the salty liquid spreading on the tip of her tongue. The man slapped her so hard that her braided hair fell over her swollen half face.

She swallowed the blood foam and said nothing, letting her hair cover her face.

Mo Jingshen wouldn't see how hard she was slapped.

That was good.

For a moment, Mo Jingshen's muscles tightened. Just when he was about to move, the man's gun was again against his forehead, and he said in English, "If you move again, she's dead!"