Mo Beiyan sneered, and his eyelids raised slightly, "Since that's the case, I don't want the last person who spoke before I die, so stay away from me, OK?"

“…”

The man took his hand back and wiped the blood on his hands on his clothes. "You keep talking. When you die, don't cry and beg for mercy."

Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows lightly, "I will give you this sentence."

The man didn't take it seriously. He went back aside and took out a cigarette and continued to smoke.

Outside the warehouse, Mo Nanjue had already arrived at the back door of Pier 107, and a man in a navy blue coat was patrolling left and right with a gun.

Mo Nanjue took off his suit jacket and threw it aside. He picked up a box from the ground and walked over, saying in standard English, "Hello, there is your express delivery here."

The man was stunned. The light was not good, and he couldn't see clearly, "Go away! We don't have it here..."

Mo Nanjue suddenly threw away the box, and while he was talking, he rushed forward a few steps, hugged his hands, and pushed the muffler into his heart.

The bullet shot into the heart, and the man opened his eyes wide in horror. Just as he was about to shout out, Mo Nanjue raised his leg and kicked him hard!

The man's body shook and fell down crookedly.

Mo Nanjue squatted down, took off his upper clothes and put them on him.

The man frowned and looked down, "What the hell..."

Very ugly.

Mo Nanjue picked up the spear at his hand, kicked him into the haystack next to him, turned around and walked into the warehouse openly.

The warehouse is guarded tightly, and a strong man holding a gun is taken two steps. Mo Nanjue flashed sideways into an empty warehouse, full of abandoned oil barrels. The man held his breath and walked quickly to the wall and picked up the side.

The escalator climbed up.

He climbed all the way to the top of the warehouse, lifted the steel cover and climbed directly to the roof.

A row of warehouses were connected. Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly. He took out a small explosive and bit it between his teeth, held the gun and hugged the roof, ran to the roof over there...

The man was very fast, and Mo Nanjue had excellent hearing. He suddenly stopped and squatted down on the roof of one of the warehouses.

The sound of people talking came from below... and sometimes there were jokes and curses mixed in.

He heard that there was Mo Beiyan's voice.

Mo Beiyan would say something from time to time, it had no meaning, it was just for the sake of their visit to find someone, and he could tell which warehouse he was in.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth curled up slightly. He took out the small explosive from between his teeth, unscrewed the top and threw it out with force!

Bang!

The small explosive fell at the main entrance of the warehouse, and a sound exploded, and a fire broke out.

The people in the warehouse became alert in an instant, and Mo Beiyan opened his eyes lightly, "You have done many evil things, have you been invited to your enemies?"

"Shut up!"

The man in the lead walked to him and slapped him in the face, "No matter who it is, you will definitely not be able to survive today!"

Mo Beiyan licked the corner of his mouth lightly, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

The man glanced at the strong men in the rows of the side, "Save three people down, and the rest go out to check! As long as you see someone who is not us, kill them all!"

"yes!"

The strong man responded and ran out quickly. Apart from Mo Beiyan, there were only four people left in the warehouse.

Four……

Mo Beiyan raised his head and deliberately sang, "You said I'm going to die, so at least I have to give me some food, right? I haven't eaten for four hours. I was in the Eastern Building for two hours in the morning and two in the South Block.
Chapter completed!