0p0 Chapter 243 The Road to Destiny 24
Chapter 243 The Road to Destiny 24
Outside
Mo Nanyuan supported Mo's mother and walked out. Outside the door, there were corpses everywhere.
I looked back at the living room, shook hands, then slowly loosened them and took a deep breath.
Not all the people around were carrying guns, and the guns on Mo's father and mother were searched and taken away.
There aren't many people in total, probably around ten.
He slowly put his hand into his pocket and looked at Mr. and Mrs. Mo. When their eyes met, they also understood what Mo Nanyuan meant.
After a brief eye contact, Mo Nanyuan took out the fork from his pocket.
He struck at the fatal spot of the person closest to him. He did not spare any effort.
At the same time, Father Mo kicked down the person next to him. The sound of the gunshot was particularly loud in this quiet night.
This is what Gu Jingzhi saw when he turned around
Perhaps because of their strong desire to survive, the servants of the Mo family were fighting hard.
Mo Nanyuan protected Mo's father and mother as they walked out.
She was very skilled in martial arts and did not cause any harm to Mr. and Mrs. Mo.
"Mr. Gu, how is it? Did I teach my sister well?" The woman smiled with narrowed eyes.
Gu Jingzhi then turned around and ordered his men in a deep voice, "Don't let them go."
Upon hearing this, the remaining men in black immediately chased after him.
"Mr. Gu, do you want to deal with me alone?" He let go of the hand that was holding Gu Yuanming's collar, and the body fell down.
Gu Jingzhi looked at Gu Yuanming, who was no longer angry but still had his eyes open, and said, "Go to hell."
After saying that, he picked up the gun again and shot at Mo Beige.
Mo Beige dodged backwards, using the sofa as a cover. Looking at his arm scratched by the bullet, revealing the bloodstained flesh, "Sure enough, human speed cannot dodge bullets."
Guo Guo didn't speak, just watching from the space. And the space was very lively with a system, a tasker, and the original owner.
They were all sweating.
Mo Beige glanced at the stopped gunfire. While Gu Jingzhi was changing the magazine, he crouched down and stood up to shoot at his position.
The man dodged sideways, creating a 45-degree distance between himself and the bullet, but he did not stop moving his hands.
The next second he started to fight back.
Mo Beige's pupils shrank. He immediately hid back and was a little embarrassed. "Is this a human???"
Guo Guo was a little dazed and uncertain, "Is...right?"
"Mr. Gu is very skilled." Mo Beige laughed sarcastically.
"You're flattering me." Gu Jingzhi responded disdainfully, "Ms. Mo is no better than that."
Mo Beige didn't respond again. He fired the last bullet and shot out the light in the living room.
Without the lights, the room suddenly became dark, with only the candles on the dining table emitting a faint flame.
Mo Beige took advantage of Gu Jingzhi's momentary discomfort and shot at him again. The man still heard the sound and in the end he just knocked the man's pistol away without hurting him at all.
He quickly jumped over the sofa, used the sofa to push his body forward, and kicked the pistol away.
He then threw away his pistol and did a roundhouse kick, sending Gu Jingzhi back into position.
Mo Beige stood up, dusted himself off and said nonchalantly, "Fighting is fun only when it's physical."
Gu Jingzhi stared at Mo Beige, completely adapting to the dark environment, and did not expose the fact that Mo Beige had no bullets.
The next moment, the two men wrestled with each other. Even Gu Jingzhi had to admit that Mo Beige was really strong with every move. From childhood to adulthood, he had met the strongest person, but unfortunately he had never lost a fight.
Ten minutes later, Mo Beige was holding his stomach, his face was pale, and his injured arm was bleeding because of the strong pulling of the object.
Gu Jingzhi stood in the darkness, almost completely submerged in the night, while adjusting his sleeves, he approached the woman step by step.
"The people chosen by this little heaven are still different." Mo Beige licked his lips with a pale face.
"Heavenly Way?" Gu Jingzhi didn't understand what Mo Beige was saying, so he just repeated it with a mocking tone.
Here, Mo Nanyuan took Mo's father and mother to the underground garage.
The two were forced into the car. The housekeeper was pushed into the driver's seat by Mo Nanyuan. "Uncle housekeeper, let's go, take my parents away!"
"Yuanyuan? What about you? What are you going to do?" Father Mo grabbed Mo Nanyuan's wrist.
Mo Nanyuan looked at Mr. and Mrs. Mo with tears in her eyes and pushed Mr. Mo away. “I’m sorry, Mom and Dad. I want to go find my sister.
Uncle Butler, drive! Go to Jun's house, hurry up."
The butler nodded with tears in his eyes and started the car
Watching the car drive out, Mo Nanyuan finally smiled, "You guys, find a place to hide. I'll lead them away."
"Second Miss, be careful."
"Yes, yes, Second Miss, you must be careful."
The surviving servant was a little worried, and saw the girl nodded, walked out of the underground garage, and tied her hair into a ponytail with the hair tie in her hand.
He took out the dagger he had snatched from Gu Jingzhi from his pocket and walked forward without looking back.
The Mo family is Mo Nanyuan's home. When it comes to the level of familiarity, it is definitely incomparable to outsiders.
Mo Nanyuan took advantage of this and quickly knocked everyone down. He took the guns and bullets from them and quickly ran back.
There was only one belief in her heart, she wanted Mo Beige to be alive.
The lobby of the Mo family villa
The two men fought bare-handed, punching each other to the flesh, and the hall was in a mess.
As they gasped for breath, they realized that the candle on the dining table had fallen over and was burning with the broken wine on the ground.
Although Mo Beige felt it was difficult to fight against Gu Jingzhi, he also did not let Gu Jingzhi get any advantage.
His face was covered with bruises, and his shoulder was deeply scratched by a sharp piece of porcelain shards left by Mo Beige.
The woman gritted her teeth and twisted her dislocated hand back with an expressionless face.
The man did not give her a chance to breathe, and rushed over again. Mo Beige's face turned cold.
No one cared about the growing fire, and both wanted to kill the other.
When Mo Nanyuan ran to the door, he saw the sky was full of flames. Without any hesitation, he rushed into the door.
She saw him lying on the ground, holding Gu Jingzhi's hand holding the dagger tightly.
The dagger pierced into his heart, and Mo Beige's arms trembled slightly as he was exhausted.
"Get out of here." Mo Nanyuan rushed into the room, ignoring the fire and ran over. She screamed in fear, her voice trembling slightly.
Gu Jingzhi didn't notice the person coming. Before he could react to the scream, Mo Nanyuan kicked him aside.
"Sister, sister, are you okay? Sister, don't scare me." Mo Nanyuan knelt down in front of the woman and gently shook her.
"Ahem, he's not dead yet?" The smoke was a bit choking and Mo Beige was choked.
"I..." Before Mo Nanyuan could say anything, she saw Gu Jingzhi rushing towards her again with a dagger in his hand.
Mo Nanyuan's face turned cold instantly.
Watching the two fighting, Mo Beige found a moment to slowly get up from the ground, his long black hair scattered and he couldn't find anything to tie his hair.
There was some blood on his face, Mo Beige reached out to wipe it off and joined the battle.
It was two against one, but Mo Beige and Mo Nanyuan still didn't gain any advantage.
In the firelight, only Gu Jingzhi was seen sweeping his tongue around his mouth and spitting.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head and laughed. When he raised his eyes, he was like a wild beast that had lost its mind due to anger.
Mo Beige's heart sank, and he glanced at Mo Nanyuan.
Mo Beige was already exhausted, but he held on with a determined spirit. When Gu Jingzhi's dagger stabbed him in the left shoulder,
The pain instantly spread throughout my body. I fell to my knees helplessly.
The blood on Mo Beige's cheeks was her own and Gu Jingzhi's. She held Gu Jingzhi's wrist tightly, making it impossible for him to move his hand.
Gu Jing kicked the woman again and again, but she didn't say a word but refused to let go.
Even Guoguo rarely saw such a stubborn look.