Reborn Villain's Creed

Liang Chengjian knew he couldn't convince his superiors without evidence, so he said, "Sir, I'll apply tonight and ask Captain Zhou for the man."

Is this just a guess? Ask for the Taipan snake and we’ll know at the first trial.

Zhan Chengfeng didn't reply to him.

He drove back to the branch office and told the people getting off the bus, "It's getting late. Let's get them all off work."

Liang Chengjian checked the time and responded.

Zhan Chengfeng didn't get out of the car.

He looked at Liang Chengjian running upstairs, took out his cigarette case and took out a cigarette.

Zhan Chengfeng opened the car window, looked at the heavy rain that was still falling, smoked a cigarette, and thought about the blurry photo.

He really couldn't identify the person in the photo, but she looked 80% like her.

He smoked half a cigarette and finally picked up his phone.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't answer.

During the long wait, Zhan Chengfeng's eyes became increasingly dim and unclear.

at last.

Just as the call was about to automatically hang up, it went through.

Zhan Chengfeng listened to the light breathing over there and flicked off the cigarette ash with his fingertips. "Where?"

Mo Wan frowned and cursed. "Get out!"

The other party hung up after cursing.

Zhan Chengfeng was so angry at the shout of "Get out" that he put his phone away.

After the communication was disconnected and the screen returned to normal, he was basically sure that this matter had nothing to do with her.

Although this young master does wrong things with a clear conscience, his true nature can still be seen from subtle changes.

If she really appeared at the alley entrance, she would not tell him to get out, but would start scolding him.

It was obvious that she had no intention of turning black into white or unreasonable into reasonable. She was just resentful of having her sleep disturbed.

Zhan Chengfeng put down his phone and looked at his teammates who were coming out one after another.

It is now three o'clock in the morning. Even the soldiers with the best physical fitness have their heads drooping after several days of high-intensity work, and they are not as energetic as usual.

The youngest one, Xiao Yao, probably has a good attitude and is still energetic.

When Xiao Yao saw his commander's car, he called out, "Commander, you should hurry back too. The news said there's going to be a typhoon in a few hours."

Zhan Chengfeng waved in response.

After Xiao Yao finished speaking to his leader, he walked with Liang Chengjian and the others and said, "Brother Jian, the last time it rained this hard was over a year ago, right?"

The night when Hongmen was destroyed, it was also raining heavily like today, with huge thunder exploding, making people feel as if they were in the middle of a storm.

What Liang Chengjian said next was drowned out by the sound of rain.

Zhan Chengfeng looked at the people holding umbrellas and walking forward with difficulty. Suddenly he thought of something, quickly put out his cigarette, and drove away.

Xiao Yao was splashed with water by the speeding car.

He wiped his face, looked at the car that was speeding by, and said in surprise: "Sir, this is too wicked!!"

Liang Chengjian, shielding himself with an umbrella, said, "You told me to look at the road, but you didn't."

Xiao Yao looked at the deserted street. "Why are you looking at the road now? Are you afraid of encountering ghosts?"

Zhang Yanpo quickly made two "Puh" noises. "Brothers and sisters, this is just a child's talk, don't take it seriously."

Xiao Yao interrupted. "Brother, we are the successors of communism. We must believe in science. Idealism is unacceptable..."

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Red Gate's bodyguards come from all over the world, most of them are retired special forces soldiers or mercenaries. Therefore, although there are not many people in the villa, the security is indeed very strict.

Under Mr. Mo's clever tactics and money, they are all loyal and there is no possibility of rebellion.

Especially the young master's bodyguards, it is not an exaggeration to call them death warriors.

Therefore, born in the most dangerous Hongmen, Mo Fuguang rarely felt real danger from childhood to adulthood.

Until that night.

The gunshots were deafening beneath the thunder. They were like angry beasts tearing through the darkness, endlessly as if they were going to devour the entire world.

Mo Fuguang was awakened from his sleep and ran out to find his father without even bothering to put on his shoes, but was stopped by the bodyguard. No matter how she scolded him, it was of no use.

Mo Fuguang, who couldn't get out, shouted loudly towards his father's room. After getting no response, he went back to the room to make a phone call and decided to replace these disobedient bodyguards.

Before Mo Fuguang could get through the call, the bodyguards outside seemed to have received an order and went into the room and took away the girl who was throwing a tantrum and looking for her father.

Mo Fuguang was taken away by them but was still holding his cell phone tightly.

The moment the phone was connected, she shouted: "Dad, where are you? I..."

Before he could finish his words, his phone was taken away by the bodyguard.

The bodyguard calmly and respectfully said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, we are evacuating."

"The helicopter is in place. Ensure the safety of the young master."

"Master Mo..."

His words were interrupted by the sound of gunfire from the other side, followed by silence.

The bodyguards didn't know whether Mr. Mo was dead or alive, but they still carried out the tasks they received.

They ran all the way to the rooftop, and when they passed the window, two of them were killed by bullets flying from outside.

Mo Fuguang's cell phone was taken away by her bodyguard. Due to the close distance, she clearly heard the loud gunshots from the other end of the phone, and then the call was disconnected.

Her head buzzed, and a strong sense of crisis hit her, making her completely panic.

In his confusion, Mo Fuguang heard the bodyguards shouting that there were snipers and that they were catching up with them.

Amid the chaos and gunfire, Mo Fuguang felt for the first time that the stairs in his home were so long, as if he would never be able to escape.

She looked at the bodyguards falling one by one, her consciousness dazed.

Just when she thought she was going to die here, she smelled a cold wind mixed with the scent of earth.

Mo Fuguang was brought back to her senses by the sudden storm and found that there were only two of her bodyguards left.

The remaining bodyguard entered the rooftop, closed and locked the iron door, and then ran towards the helicopter that was already in position.

The helicopter's propellers whirred.

The pilot saw them, prepared for takeoff, and waited for them to board the plane.

The bodyguard carrying Mo Fuguang ran behind because he was carrying someone and was shot.

The bodyguard who ran over first opened the plane door and kept waving his hands to signal them to hurry up.

Mo Fuguang, who was carried by the waist, could not see how far they were from the helicopter.

She looked at the bodyguard's blood on her hands, then at the door behind her that was constantly being banged on. When the bodyguard ran forward against the airflow from the propeller, she suddenly felt her whole body lighten.

It's not the ease of escaping danger, it's the physical one.

The huge explosion knocked them both away.

Mo Fuguang fell to the ground and was protected by his bodyguards. It took him a while to get up.

Amidst the tinnitus in her ears, she turned around to look at the helicopter that was destroyed by the rocket.

At this moment, the door of the rooftop was completely broken by bullets and the enemy rushed up.

When the bodyguard saw the people chasing him, he didn't care about his own injuries.

He got up, picked up the girl and continued running.

As he ran, Mo Fuguang marveled at his great physical strength. After being shot and bombed, he was still able to run with her in his arms.

But where is he going to run?

This is the rooftop.

Mo Fuguang looked at the gun aimed at him from behind, closed his eyes resignedly, and felt his body lighten again.

The sudden fear made her open her eyes in a hurry, and she saw a dazzling lightning across the dark sky. Then, amid the deafening thunder, she saw the grass illuminated by the sky-high flames.

"what!"

The weightlessness of falling rapidly makes people scream uncontrollably.

Mo Wan sat up in shock, gasping for breath, stroking his forehead and thinking that the bodyguard was really crazy.

The rooftop had collapsed and the ground had long been occupied. Even if he jumped down and used his body as a cushion, he might not be able to save her.

But fortunately, he did that.

Mo Wan woke up from the nightmare, realized something and quickly raised the curtain. He looked at Zhan Chengfeng sitting beside the bed, frowning slightly.

When did this bastard come back?