I'm f * cking going to sleep with you

Outside, mo Yancheng's Land Rover was attacked.

He looked at the magazine in his hand and then closed it.

He closed his eyes and counted down. Three, two, one.

"Bang!" He stretched out his hand to open the car door and stepped out of the car with his long legs. Mo Wen followed closely behind him.

More than 20 Men in Black rushed toward him, and the bullets hit the car. They didn't expect him to get out of the car suddenly!

Mo Yancheng dodged and went around to the side. Mo Wen separated from him and the two of them attacked from both sides.

The mo garden was his territory to begin with, and all the locations were the most familiar to them. They had guns in their hands, but in his territory, they had also become soft-legged shrimps.

"Not good, I'm out of bullets." At this moment, someone said in a deep voice.

She finally understood why mo Yancheng did not get out of the car.