Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

When a person walks out of the shop, one doesn't need to think about it to know that he is the person sitting in the car.

No matter whether he was driving or not, the people around Mu Jing didn't have a good impression of him, even the youngest Mu Yang couldn't feel sympathy for this injured person.

If it wasn't for his sister's luck, if it wasn't for them driving too fast and causing the car to overturn, his sister would probably die!

With such a fast speed, there is no chance of surviving when it hits someone!

He hates him!

He didn't want his sister to save him!

Among the group, only Prince Qiu didn't turn his head to look at the person who asked for help. He exchanged a glance with Mu Jing, and said, "You guys go ahead first, I'll take care of it here."

Hearing this, after Mu Jingdao walked away, the others followed her without saying anything.

"Help..."

The consciousness of the injured person was somewhat blurred.

Prince Qiu walked towards that person with a smile, this time he was smart and put on plastic gloves before killing.

The man probably didn't know why he died until he died.

The man with crooked eyes stood erect beside the corpse like a professionally trained deacon, wiping the blood on his gloves with the hem of his clothes torn from him.

It's a bit boring to carry this murderer and it doesn't feel good, but fortunately it is clean and can be used repeatedly, so it must be cherished.

As long as I think that I can be regarded as Mu Jing's person after rounding it up, I hum a song in a happy mood, and see someone crawling out of the shop again, walking over, and squatting down before that person can react , gently pressing on the back of his neck in a casual manner.

"I haven't even had time to say a few words to her, and you want to take her life?"

After easily disposing of one person, he looked up and saw that there was another one lying on the ground, but half of his body was still in the car, as if his feet were stuck by something, and he couldn't get out for a while.

The person who wasn't worried that the car would explode walked over with a smile, seeing his blood and dust stained face full of horror, and kept stretching his hands to the side...

"Do you need my help?"

Prince Qiu followed the direction in which he stretched out his hand, and picked up the gun that this man had almost grabbed.

"No wonder he's so arrogant, it turns out he has a gun."

After he said this suddenly, he put the gun into his hand, then held his hand, and forced the muzzle of the gun to his temple, "Ask you a question."

"Let, let me go...don't kill me!"

"How much is one minus one? If you get the answer right, I'll let you go."

"Zero! Equal to zero!"

Prince Qiu's smile deepened, his eyes were stained with a heavy color, he took out earplugs from his pocket, and put them on for himself slowly.

boom!

One shot to the head!

"I just want to hear the answer once."

Stand up and walk out into the sunny day.

After Prince Chou followed them and found a new foothold in a bar that was being renovated, he waved his gun in front of Mu Jing and said, "The spoils of war."

The person with the straw in his mouth looked up at him, "Hold it yourself."

"Are you afraid that my gun will go off?"

"Whose life do you want to change?"

Mu Jing leaned on the back of the soft sofa, looking at him lazily, like a cheetah preparing to prey.

The man who would feel an inexplicable pleasure when she looked at him with such eyes covered his mouth and whispered, as if to relieve something, he said: "Of course it is..." You.

Snapped.

The back of the head was slapped, and he looked over, "You... hit me on the head?"

Yin Ze's emerald green eyes were extremely clear, "There is a fly, I helped you deal with it."

"..."