In the afternoon, Mo Qiong stayed in a mansion that Zhang He gave him.

Mr. Gou said secretly through the contactor: "Be careful, there are movements there."

"Well, I noticed it too. I glanced at it just now with sunglasses. There were twice as many mice in the room." Mo Qiong replied through the contactor.

"Maybe it wasn't up to the wise rat. Letian sent someone to a leather shoe factory in the suburbs. Guess what I found?" said Mr. Gou.

“The base of the non-human research association?”

Mr. Gou smiled and said, "That's right, there is an underground research institute under the leather shoe factory. It has not been reported and it is very hidden. That person should have taken something amazing to deal with you."

Mo Qiong frowned and said, "Take me with containment?"

"It should be that their people are already in the nearby woods, and they are heavily guarded and surrounded by wise rats. But I am in the sky, they don't know at all." Mr. Gou smiled.

Mo Qiong also smiled. His purpose was to attract firepower, not to be afraid of the other party taking bad measures, but to be afraid of the other party not taking bad measures.

Now that he finally made some moves, it seems that Le Tian hated him very much and directly used the shelter!

Lotte relied on the wise rat to obtain information and was in every way in business wars. He thought he was in the dark, but he didn't know that he had been targeted long ago. The Blue and White Society had countless eyeliners staring at the whereabouts of everyone related to him.

Originally, the Blue and White Society didn't know which underground research institute, and when Lotte sent someone there, he led the way for them.

At this moment, someone was sent to hide in the woods near Moqiong's mansion with her shelter. She thought no one knew about it, but in fact she was under the surveillance of the Blue and White Society.

Mr. Gou was in the sky, allowing them to arrange countless mice on the ground, with no blind spots on the ground, and there were no blind spots to be warned.

I never expected that in the clouds hundreds of meters high, there was an old fried dough stick staring at them with a cigarette in his mouth and holding a telescope.

"It seems...it seems to be a laptop? Well, there is a computer next to it, which is broadcasting the scenes in your house live." Mr. Gou said.

"Damn it, it's not a death notebook, right?" Mo Qiong said.

"It's so powerful that I still need someone to come?"

"You mean there is a distance limit? Do you want to stop it?"

"No, no hurry, they actually asked a little white mouse to write Chinese characters. Let me see... Be careful of being hit by a chandelier in the head." Mr. Gou read.

Mo Qiong was stunned, chandelier?

Just as I thought of this, I heard a crisp click and the chandelier on the top suddenly disconnected.

Mo Qiong was about to dodge, but found that he was not directly under the chandelier. He was sitting on the sofa. The chandelier was smashed vertically and would not hit him.

Just as I was thinking, I found that the chandelier had fallen and suddenly stopped.

It turned out to be a wire connected. Although the chandelier broke open and connected to the ceiling, the wire grabbed it.

But this wire was not reliable. Instead, because the wire hung it, the huge chandelier swayed under the ceiling.

The moment the chandelier swayed towards it, it broke again and the wire broke away!

With a swish, the chandelier was thrown over by inertia and fell toward his face.

"Damn!"

Mo Qiong quickly rolled sideways and avoided it, and then he heard a snap. The chandelier hit the sofa hard, making a thunderous sound.

"Be careful of being stabbed in the eye by the needle." Mr. Gou said again.

“Steel?”

Mo Qiong heard a crisp sound in his hand. It turned out that when he turned over and avoided it, the watch that Shelley bought for him hit the corner of the table. A minute hand fell off and shot at his face with the force of rebound.

At such a close distance, he lay on the ground and couldn't free his hand to wave it away, so he simply lowered his head and held it hard with his head.

Fortunately, he didn't have much effort, so his head was very iron. The needle didn't even pierce the skin. Mo Qiong shook his head and shook it off his head.

"Haha, is this killing me by accident?" Mo Qiong made it clear in an instant.

"Ah!" Then Shelley's scream came from the kitchen.

Mo Qiong hurried over and saw Shelley being hit by the falling cabinet on the wall, and a hole was broken on his forehead.

He hurriedly lifted the cabinet and pulled Shelley up, thinking that he was fighting against him and Shelley at the same time?

"Huh?" The moment Mo Qiong pulled Shelley up, he realized that something was wrong around him.

There were two bags of flour in the cabinet, and it suddenly fell down and caused the flour to spill out, which suddenly spread everywhere.

At the same time, Mr. Gou said: "Beware of dust explosion."

Mo Qiong didn't say anything, hugged Shelley and turned his head and ran away. Then he heard a loud noise behind him, which was really explosive.

Shelley was cooking dinner in the kitchen, but she didn't turn off the fire when she was smashed.

"boom!"

The explosion bombed out a bunch of miscellaneous things. Mo Qiong carried a few of them on his back and avoided a few dangerous ones.

Fortunately, he ran very fast and reacted quickly, so he suffered some physical injuries.

But the situation was not good. The explosion in the kitchen kept waving, and the burning powder was frantically puffing out.

The living room floor and wooden stairs were lit, and a fire was about to ignite inside the house.

Mo Qiong called the fire brigade with an ugly face, and at the same time he hugged Shelley out of the house.

As soon as I went out, I heard a whistle and the flower pot fell from the windowsill.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiong didn't hide, and the flower pot smashed over his head, and a handful of soil and a cactus were pressed on his head.

Because he saw that although these accidents happened, they might not necessarily hurt him.

Perhaps accidents are absolute characteristics, but this characteristic does not include the result that Mo Qiu will definitely die.

He hid directly when he first took the chandelier and didn't hit it.

The second time he resisted the needle, and it hurt a little.

The dust explosion was cruel enough, but he ran away immediately and was in a mess.

As for the various flying knives, flying pots, flying bowls and so on, he was not killed and suffered a little injury.

This series is not very exquisite, but rather like a lot of unforeseen bad luck.

"You run first, this is not the brainwashed shelter." Mr. Gou said.

"And Lotte himself didn't come and was watching your live broadcast in his own office."

Mo Qiong ran to the villa area with Shelley in his arms and asked inwardly: "What are you going to do? They can't kill me for a while, and they should have found something wrong."

"Of course, Lotte is calling, maybe there is a backup plan. Don't worry, they haven't run away yet, we will close the net when they want to run away, but if you can't hold on, just tell me." Mr. Gou said.

"Okay, this kind of accident is fine. They don't know how to use it. If there is a truck at this time..." Mo Qiong had not finished speaking.

I heard a harsh horn sound from the intersection, and a fire truck hit him straight.

The driver shouted in panic: "The brake is broken!"

Mo Qiong hugged Shelley and hurriedly retreated and avoided, and saw a fire truck passing by him, bringing up a wave of air.

"Boom!" The fire truck hit the wall and rocks splashed.

I saw the water tank behind the fire truck suddenly cracked, and a bang sounded, and a handful of water waves blew towards me.

The water waves wrapped in stone slag and instantly washed Mo Qiong down. Fortunately, Mo Qiong was thick in skin and flesh, and was covered with a layer of power in secret, but she was injured in some minor injuries to protect Shelley.

Mo Qiong quickly got up and accelerated his feet, and opened the distance.

"Are you okay?" the firefighter ran down quickly and shouted with concern.

Mo Qiong shook his head and said, "Fortunately, I didn't hit me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, another car rushed over, which was a supercar with extremely fast speed.

Mo Qiong thought to himself that he was still here? He quickly threw Shelley away and avoided him in another direction.

Logically speaking, he couldn't hit him at all, but the driver stepped on the brakes as soon as he suddenly saw a fire truck blocking the road.

The ground was covered with water, and you could hear the harsh sound of brakes. The extremely fast sports car slipped directly.

Mo Qiong stood aside, but was hit by the supercar drifting and flicking his tail.

"Bang!" Mo Qiong flew backwards and felt a slight crack in his pelvis.

"Fortunately, I'm hard-bodied, if it's an ordinary person..."

Mo Qiong was just thinking about it, and the back of his head hit the street lamp pole.

"hiss……"

Mo Qiong sat under the street lamp, rubbed the back of his head, and felt blood in his hands.

Then the wall next to it made a roar. When he looked back, the brick wall fell down and buried him.

The firefighters next to him were stunned and thought to himself how unlucky this was? They hurried up to save the person.

When I pulled it out, I breathed a sigh of relief. Although Mo Qiong was covered in dust and covered in blood, he looked very energetic, and probably just had a concussion.

"You are so lucky... Are you okay? Do you feel okay?" the firefighter sighed.

Mo Qiong sighed, "I'm fine, let's see if the driver is fine."

Firefighter: "…"

The wall was knocked down by the supercar, and half of the body was buried under the bricks at this moment.

Sure enough, when the firefighters rescued the person, they found that the driver was injured and unconscious, and his injuries were even worse than him.

"It seems that there is no difference, but it is not just for me."

"I don't know what level it can be done..." Mo Qiong glanced at the sports car that was smoking next to him.
Chapter completed!