Luo Xiao's pupils shrank, and his grip on the iron rod tightened. How did Mo Nanjue find his way here?!
He narrowed his eyes, the ruthlessness in them surprising Qi Hongtao, "Has Xiao Xi come?"
"Shut up!"
Luo Xiao swung the iron rod at his head, with a bang, blood spurted out. Qi Hongtao clutched his head in pain and was furious enough to want to get up and slap him.
In the courtyard, Mo Nanjue loaded his pistol. Walking at the forefront, his gaze swept cautiously, "You guys surround from the back. Kill anyone unfamiliar, leave none alive."
"Yes, Young Master Jue."
The burly men spread out in action, while Chen An followed behind Mo Nanjue, "Why's there no one here?"
Mo Nanjue said nothing. He approached the door and fiercely kicked it with a raised leg!
Bam!
The iron door instantly cracked open, Mo Nanjue raised his hand and fired two shots, hitting the lock off.
He stepped inside, finding people collapsed all over the floor.
