After wearing the book, I raised four big bosses

Chapter 205 Don't Go

As soon as I got inside, I noticed that there were people inside.

His eyes were sharp, without the cover of glasses, which made his breath even sharper.

But the one who is on par with him is the person inside, that is, He Jingsi. He has a strong aura of superiority, and when he turns around, people can't help but surrender in front of him.The deep chill that comes out by accident, the aloofness and indifference that are so natural and justified.

"Lemo."

Le Mo didn't put away all the guns in his hand, but continued to aim at He Jingsi.

He mocked, "Why, come here to ask for someone?"

His attitude has already shown that he will not give people.

He Jingsi was not worried that he would shoot, so he turned around and sat at the table beside him, and poured him a cup of tea.

"Sit down and talk."

He had known this would happen a long time ago, and even he could clearly understand Lemo's later experience.

After all, he was one of the people he trusted the most before, and he just hoped to sit down and talk for a while.

Of course, this talk has a purpose.

Le Mo was silent for a while, and finally put the gun back, but he didn't sit opposite He Jingsi.

"Wait for you to leave directly, and I will not put down the gun when we meet again next time."

Lemo froze.

He Jingsi did not speak, but said a very strange thing.

"Did what happened to Yanru at that time have anything to do with you?"

Lemo's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer.

Yize, who escaped with Anping, was standing at the door at the moment. Due to nervousness, he subconsciously touched the ring on his finger to calm himself down.

I don't know how long it took, but he didn't hear the result, and his heart sank bit by bit.

He seemed to be able to hear something broken, and a crisp sound rang in his ears.

Le Mo was the person he felt sorry for and brought with him before he met He Jingsi. They depended on each other, stole, robbed, beat people and were beaten.The most difficult time was that he and Lemo came together.He has always regarded Lemo as his younger brother, letting him go no matter what, and constantly loving him.

It's just that I didn't expect that since Lemo would have that kind of thought.

It is even possible that the people he loves the most were killed by him.

Seeing that something was wrong, Anping made a gesture with He Jingsi and was about to leave with Yize.

Unfortunately, the movement on their side was quickly discovered by Lemo, who looked in the direction Anping left and quickly chased after him.

He didn't even have time to deal with He Jingsi, He Jingsi thought that Anping would follow the plan, so he changed direction and left quickly.

Anping knew that someone was following him, and when he turned the corner, Anping realized that it was Lemo who was chasing him.

He was very fast, Anping pulled the weaker Yize to speed up, and was glad to see the door in front of him.As long as they go out there, their people will be outside, and even if they catch up, there is nothing they can do.

When they stepped out of that door, their people came out directly, and at this time, the people from Lemo also rushed over.

The two sides fought in this inconspicuous place, taking advantage of the darkness.

Lemo couldn't catch up with Anping and Yize at all, he looked at Yize's figure that was getting further and further away through the crowd.

He roared sadly: "You can't go, Yize, you can't go!!!"

When Yize heard this, he slowed down and turned around.

Lemo seemed to see hope, he prayed. "Come back please, don't leave me..."

Anping couldn't see such a scene, thinking that the current movement should not be discovered by others, so he could only urge Yize to leave.

Yize was shaken, this is his younger brother who grew up with him, and what he despises most is his appearance.

But thinking of the dead Yanru, he calmed down and his eyes gradually became firmer.Don't look at Le Mo anymore, turn and leave.

"Don't, don't go!..."

Lemo is like an abandoned puppy, silently licking the wound, humbly whimpering to make people not abandon themselves.

(End of this chapter)