Sweet Wife Sad President Guan

Chapter 697
So in the end, they all used their own kung fu.

After chasing and fighting for more than three hours, Murphy had no other equipment on his body and could only fight with the opponent relying on his agile skills. In the end, it was he who stretched out his hand and pulled the black silk body thrown by the opponent. Behind his back, with a backhand, he cut the black silk towards the opponent's throat.

That is no ordinary black silk, it can be considered a top-notch weapon, with a blade like the tip of a knife.

Killing without blood can slit a person's throat.

The other man in black was horrified when he saw that his companion had been killed by helpers called by Wu Ting. He didn't dare to fight any more. He hurriedly swept the pistols in both hands to force them back, and threw a chain in his hand, hooking and slipping. In the meantime, he was already on the side of the highway, and his figure disappeared very quickly.

Murphy wanted to chase after him, but he didn't have those climbing equipment, but if this person ran away, his eldest brother must still be in danger.

When he turned around, the eldest brother didn't mean to chase after him.

"Xiao Fei, you go home right now, and you don't know what's going on tonight, and don't be implicated by me."

"You know I won't leave, and now they already think I'm your helper, brother, we cooperate pretty well, don't we?"

Mo Fei covered the palm of his hand, his hand was injured when he grabbed the black silk just now, it can be said to be bloody.

But he didn't care, this little injury was nothing compared to the person he killed.

Mo Wuji frowned, and was about to speak again, when he heard Mo Fei say, "I still have a residence in Lincheng, and no one usually goes there, so let's go back there first, as for this corpse, let's put it here, wait for the police `The police went to investigate, with this case, I believe they will not dare to take it lightly in the near future.

Then, taking advantage of this time, he thought of a way to let his eldest brother go abroad.

Murphy planned this way, but when he pulled Mo Wuji, his body staggered, and he was suddenly taken aback.

"Brother, are you injured?"

"I am fine."

Mo Fei couldn't help but picked him up and hurried to the city. At the scene of the incident, only a cold corpse was left, with a strange death appearance.

It seemed that he was strangled to death by a hidden weapon he brought, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that this might be an assassination together.

It was related to the underworld organization, and the highest police station in Lincheng issued a notice to strictly investigate various gang organizations in Lincheng, including Jin Yuanbao of the Befa Gang in the western suburbs who was implicated.

And those things are not what Murphy needs to care about.

After entering Lincheng, their goal was too obvious. Mo Fei took off his coat and wrapped Mo Wuji's legs, pretended to be each other, called a car and returned to Qingshuiwan community.

It was already midnight at this time, the taxi drivers were all sleepy, and did not pay much attention to their injuries.

It wasn't until the two of them got out of the car that he noticed that there seemed to be some bloody smell in the car.

The driver was so frightened that he didn't dare to stop any longer, and drove the car out quickly.

Back at the residence on the 22nd floor, Mo Wuji's face was already pale. He was shot in the leg, and there was only one medicine box in the house, which was not enough to retrieve the bomb.

Murphy looked at his condition, frowned and said, "I'll call a doctor, the wound can't be delayed any longer."

"No, someone will find the body at dawn. It's not good for you to spread the news that I was shot. Bring me a fruit knife and I'll get it myself."

Mo Wuji vetoed his words, frowned and looked at his wound.

(End of this chapter)