The sea breeze roared, the wind and sand suddenly rose, and the fierce waves rolled in one layer after another, like wind and snow falling layer by layer, and the bright eyes dimmed without knowing when, and they hid in the clouds.

It was dark on the beach, and the sea breeze was hot and blowing crazily.

Ye Wei's long hair was flying in the wind, and she looked cold and forbidding. Her black hair spread across her dark eyes, adding to her ruthlessness.

Mo Jue narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "You can't kill me."

"Really?" Ye Wei sneered, moved, and pulled the trigger at the same time, bang, bang, bang... and fired three more shots in succession. Ye Wei's left hand was faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than her right hand.

No room left.

Ruthless.

Mo Jue raised his long black windbreaker and quickly rolled around on the beach, avoiding Ye Wei's bullets at close range.

The movements were extremely fast, and Ye Wei's marksmanship was very flexible. The second shot followed the first shot, but it was aimed at an empty space. This empty space was calculated based on Ye Wei's many years of experience. There are few discrepancies.

Even if he survives the second shot, he can't dodge the third shot.

But Mo Jue was too fast, and he knew Ye Wei's shooting skills when she fired with her right hand. This time, the angle of avoidance and Ye Wei's calculations all failed. Except for the first shot that narrowly missed her cheek, the second shot, and the third shot. All three shots missed.

Ye Wei sneered and fired two more shots at Mo Jue when he got up. One shot hit Mo Jue's arm again. No one can compare to Ye Wei in terms of ruthlessness. When she wants to kill someone, even if she Having half a life won't keep you alive.

Her gun was specially made, and the bullets were nearly four times more powerful than ordinary bullets. Once it penetrated the body, it would be nailed to the bones. No matter how strong Mo Jue was, he couldn't withstand a few bullets.

Mo Jue was shot again, as if he didn't feel anything. He suddenly rushed towards Ye Wei. Ye Wei sneered, but heard Mo Jue yell, "Don't shoot!"

Ye Wei sneered, why don't you open it if you don't want to?

He was so brave to rush towards her just now. Ye Wei smiled coldly and pulled the trigger decisively!

boom……

boom……

She only fired one shot, but there were two gunshots. When Ye Wei noticed the murderous aura behind her, her body was already being pressed hard by Mo Jue...

There was a small protruding stone on the white beach. Mo Jue threw Ye Wei down without noticing. The weight of the two of them pressed hard on the stone, and the sharp stone pierced Ye Wei's back.

The stabbing on her spine made her twitch with pain, but the physical pain was not as much as the shock at this time.

The shot accurately hit Mo Jue's chest. As he pounced, Ye Wei clearly saw a large blood stain spread out on Mo Jue's chest, staining her white top red along their bodies.

Ye Wei drew her gun and kept aiming at the vital point. What's more, Mo Jue rushed towards her and she was furious. Either he died or she died. In such a multiple-choice question, Ye Wei would choose Mo Jue to die without hesitation.

He uncovered Mr. Ye's past and completely angered Ye Wei, which made her really murderous, fast and fierce.

But she didn't expect that Mo Jue would...

The second gunshot was probably aimed at her heart. If Mo Jue got out of the way, he would be injured at most and she would die.

But he pounced on her resolutely. She chose him to die, but he chose her to live.

That shout of no shooting was directed at the person behind her, not her...

"You..." Ye Wei, no matter how cold-blooded she was, was shocked by him at this time. What was he doing? Looking for death? She stared blankly at his chest, and an unprecedented pain spread to her heart, as if she had been hit by a bullet, causing severe tearing pain.

For the first time, Ye Wei regretted it after taking out the gun.

Mo Jue's face was very ugly, his lips were bloodless, and his face was as white as a piece of transparent paper. His shoulder-length hair hung down, and the ink and white complemented each other, making his face frighteningly transparent.

Only those purple eyes, beautiful and cold, are still the same as before.

His beautiful eyes were the purest purple in the world, and he looked at her deeply. She felt a warm current in her chest, which was the blood overflowing from his chest. That warmth covered her chest, He warmed her heart with the warmth of life.

Ye Wei saw her panicked face in these evil, beautiful eyes...

Ye Wei would panic. If anyone in the past had said that Ye Wei would panic one day, she would definitely shoot him. But now she can't even hold a gun. This man... this man...

Is he a fool?

Mo Jue's face was pale and transparent, and his mood had no fluctuations. He was cold and cold, as if Ye Wei's three shots had not hit him. The wind was blowing, and Mo Jue's medium-long hair fell straight down to Ye Wei's face. , that soft touch is completely different from his.

Ye Wei pursed her lips. She wanted to put on her usual cold expression, or smile seductively, and joked, "Beauty Mo Jue, it seems that you have really fallen in love with the slave family. You are actually willing to die for the slave family. How about you sacrifice your life for the slave family?" Promise.

But at this moment, my throat was so tight that I couldn't say a word.

Mo Jue looked at her steadily and said firmly: "It's not me!"

Ye Wei was stunned. It wasn't him. Did she blame him wrongly? At this moment, she felt even more regretful, and then felt like an idiot. Didn't she always want to win against him? Didn't she always want to kill him?

Why do I feel so... so... confused when it comes to this?

This is not the way she wants it!

What she wants is a fair contest, not this...protected contest. As a top killer, he only cares about his own emotions and is not aware of the danger of the blind spots behind him.

It was her mistake, and it was also Ye Wei's first mistake.

"Why?" Ye Wei asked in a deep voice. The arm that was hit by Tie Lian couldn't use any strength at all, but her left hand was holding the gun weakly. Ye Wei knew that she might die today.

Besides her and Mo Jue, there was another person on this beach. He had a gun and was pretty good at it. Eleven hadn't arrived yet, so her life was at stake. The odds were stacked against each other, but Ye Wei wasn't afraid.

As a killer, life and death have long been ignored.

But he had to die to understand, why did Mo Jue protect her?

If she dies, wouldn't it be great if he has one less powerful rival?

Mo Jue's purple eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips curved. Ye Wei saw him smile for the first time in a real sense. This smile was rare, heart-stopping, so seductive, and yet so confusing to her.

I can't control my heartbeat which has lost its frequency.

"I'm mad!"

Mo Jue's expression was indescribably self-deprecating, almost sarcastic but not sarcastic, cold but not indifferent. There was something...obscure that Ye Wei couldn't understand.

Ye Wei's heart tightened and she turned away in panic, only to see the black muzzle of the gun pointing at her. Ye Wei's eyes darkened. As a killer's instinct, the lost strength came back instantly. She clenched the gun with her left hand, but was Mo Jue pressed hard.

Ye Wei was angry. If he wanted to die, she would not die with him. Even if the odds were against him, she would still have to fight. If it weren't for Mo Jue, she might not lose.

Mo Jue, who had been hit by three bullets, was surprisingly strong. He held her wrist to prevent Ye Wei from moving. He raised his eyes and shook his head, "Don't shoot."

It's not a command sentence, just a plain request.

The sun that had been hiding in the clouds just now emerged, and the sunlight was dazzling. Ye Wei, who was lying on the ground, was blinded by the sunlight and couldn't open her eyes. Her body was pressed by Mo Jue, and her hands were restrained, making it impossible for her to move.

At this moment, she couldn't even look at the person behind her. Ye Wei wanted to kick Mo Jue down. No matter whether he lived or died, he wouldn't be able to survive the shot that hit his chest anyway. But thinking about it, she finally Didn't do that.

"Jue, get out of the way!" An extremely cold voice came from above his head, and the wind in the air was frozen by him, turning into a thick ice wall, as if nothing could break through it.

A mass of air-conditioning that resembles Eleven, but is more pure Yang than Eleven.

Even if she couldn't see it, she knew that he was a powerful person. Just because he could call Mo Jue by his first name, he must have a high status in the mafia. Ye Wei secretly thought that the mafia was really undercover. Tigers hide dragons, talents emerge in large numbers.

Mo Jue shook his head, his body firmly covering Ye Wei, his purple eyes firm, "I don't allow it!"

"Idiot!" There was a hint of distress in the cold voice. The tall man suddenly pulled Mo Jue over. Ye Wei stood up instantly and was stunned...

The exact same Mo Jue!

The only difference is that the pair of dark and cold eyes are different from Mo Jue's purple eyes. The rest of the facial features are the same. If he also had purple eyes, Ye Wei was sure that she would have a hard time recognizing who Mo Jue was at first sight.

Clones?

The twins are not that similar.

Mo Ye checked the gunshot wound on Mo Jue's chest, and his eyes narrowed dangerously. The black gun was pointed directly at Ye Wei. Mo Jue raised his hand to stop him, his purple eyes were resolute and cold, "I said, no!"

Ye Wei was so surprised that she forgot to shoot for a moment, and just stared at the two brothers blankly. The beach where they lay down just now was already covered in blood, and Mo Jue's face became as pale as paper.

Mo Ye stared at his brother closely, considering the emotions in his eyes, but he only saw coldness and determination, and he did not allow him to shoot Ye Wei.

Mo Ye couldn't help but think of last night. He heard from Louis that Mo Jue went to chase Ye Wei, but he came back in a mess. As soon as he walked in, he asked him why Mo Jue was swollen? The usually indifferent Mo Ye was reading documents, but he was so shocked that the documents were scattered all over the floor, and he almost fell out of bed.

The person who made him like this was Ye Wei. Thinking of this, Mo Ye's murderous aura rose, and suddenly a cold female voice broke into the strange atmosphere.

"Put down your gun!"

Eleven's cold voice blew across this sea area, two cold air masses collided with each other, and the wind and snow filled the air.

The two pistols were pointed at each other, and Ye Wei quickly raised her eyes. The silver gun was pointed directly at Mo Ye, and she slowly retreated to Eleven's side, standing shoulder to shoulder.

The situation reversed in an instant, Mo Ye narrowed his eyes indifferently, Mo Jue's strength was almost exhausted, and his body hung coldly on him. He had lost too much blood, and his eyes had begun to blur.

But Ye Wei only lost her right hand, but the fighting power of her left hand was still strong. It was obvious that the Mo brothers were in doom.

Mo Jue's purple eyes looked directly at Ye Wei. Ye Wei's eyes remained motionless, wandering between killing and not killing, with no emotion visible. If these two people were not dead, they might be the ones who died in the future...

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