rebirth of the first queen

Pulling out the sword to block, and then putting it back into the scabbard, Mo Shaoen did it in one go, with smooth movements.

"Mother! Why don't we think long-term and don't jump to conclusions!"

Mrs. Mo's raised her eyebrows, "I gave this woman a chance last time, why? She wants to run away and you are still facing her? Shaoen..." Madam paused, and her voice dropped a little, "You don't mean to be with her?" Let's run away together?"

Mo Shaoen answered neither humble nor overbearing, "I, Mo Shaoen, was born as a member of the Mo family, and died as a ghost of the Mo family! I have no second thoughts about the Mo family!"

"That's good, then if you kill Wen Qiliang now, it can be regarded as a precious betrothal gift from our Mo family to the Hua family."

Wen Qiliang wanted to move, because she was really afraid that Mo Shaoen would kill her if he turned around.

But Mo Shaoen still grabbed her hand from behind, and said, "Mother, do you really think it would be better to form an alliance with the Hua family? As far as I know, the Hua family still has contacts with the Ding family behind the scenes. Are you sure she is not an acquaintance of the two families?" eat?"

Then the sniper fired another shot at Wen Qiliang's head.

Mo Shaoen moved quickly. He squatted down to protect Wen Qiliang, but the bullet still flew away from the silencer pistol in Wen Qiliang's hand.

The pistol flew away and turned back into a shard of broken glass.

Mrs. Mo was curious, and kept staring at the fragment.

In the past, I only heard that Feng Xi, the piano box, is a treasure that turns dead objects into weapons. This time I saw it for real, and praised repeatedly, "What a treasure, what a good thing!"

Wen Qiliang's whole heart was going to jump out, just a little bit, the bullet would explode in the head!

Mo Shaoen raised his head, looked at the sweat on Wen Qiliang's face, and knew that Madam would not let Wen Qiliang go this time no matter what, so he stepped forward suddenly, raised his hand to strangle Madam's neck, and compared him with his sword. Around her neck, she shouted to the dozens of snipers above: "Shut up the gun and let Wen Qiliang go!"

Madam never imagined that her son would hold her hostage with a sword one day.

"Shao En, you actually..."

"I'm not for Wen Qiliang, I'm for the Mo family! Mother, because you really can't listen to me."

Hua Ziyan felt that these words were alluding to herself, so she couldn't help scolding Mo Shaoen in her heart.

Then Mo Shaoen said to Wen Qiliang: "Run!"

Of course Hua Ziyan did not want Wen Qiliang to live.

In fact, he didn't like Mrs. Mo's family very much, and felt that life would be difficult with such a mother-in-law.

So she yelled, "Shoot!"

Someone in the sniper was confused and fired a shot, but fortunately, Qin He Fengxi was invincible, and the bullet bounced off when it was hit.

Wen Qiliang was taken aback.

Mo Shaoen kicked Hua Ziyan, and said, "You don't care about your wife's life?!"

As soon as Mo Shaoen exerted force on his sword, blood flowed from Madam's neck.

The lady immediately yelled: "Hua Ziyan! Do you want to kill me?! He is not my own son! Of course he will be cruel!"

Mo Shaoen was taken aback. He had only guessed before, but now that he heard his mother say that himself, he still couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Then he shouted to Wen Qiliang: "Don't look back, run!"

Wen Qiliang couldn't think too much, so he rushed out of the conference hall. Mo Shaoen knew that there were still a lot of snipers outside the door, and they didn't know what was going on in the room. He was afraid that Wen Qiliang would be exploded if he really went out. head.

So Mo Shaoen put away the sword, and ran out of the house without even looking at his mother.

Wen Qiliang was not stupid, she hid in the crack of the door, put the pieces on, and said, "Give me a tank!"

Fengxi, the piano box, remained silent as usual, Wen Qi smashed the piano box down coldly, and was shocked to see Mo Shaoen when he looked up.

"Don't be afraid! I will let you out tonight!"

Wen Qiliang was still wary of Mo Shaoen, "Do you want to pretend to be a good person now? Do you want me to follow you wholeheartedly? This trick of playing hard to get is good!"

Mo Shaoen smiled wryly, and said, "You'd better keep this suspicion forever, don't trust anyone easily."

Then he glanced at his watch, "It's twelve o'clock, hurry up!"

"Why are you going! I can't fire the weapon I want!"

"Isn't it possible to launch a bazooka in the woods? Try this again."

Wen Qiliang followed the advice and said to the piano case, "Give me a bazooka!"

Mo Shaoen was not only surprised but also worried that the meteorite fragments did not disappear.

Wen Qiliang's ability is too unstable.

"No! I can't get out!"

Then she made the next best thing to firing a machine gun.

Madam shouted loudly inside: "Kill Wen Qiliang!"

The housekeeper hesitated, "Then... where is the owner?"

"Get rid of it together! He is simply repaying his kindness with revenge!"

Mo Shaoen didn't know about this, so he asked Wen Qiliang to set up the piano case to shield the bullets, then he turned over and cut off a person's hand.

Wen Qiliang hadn't entered the state yet, seeing Mo Shaoen like this, he immediately shivered, then closed his eyes slightly, and let out a breath quietly.

"I want to escape from Mo's house."

"I've had enough."

"Even if it's a trick of playing hard to get, I want to escape from Mo's house!"

Then Wen Qiliang hid behind the flower bed and put the piano box away again. She really knew too little about modern weapons!She is a small salesman who sells piano boxes, and she doesn't know how to flip through those military magazines when she has nothing to do!

"It can't be opened anyway, so it's better to talk about a bigger one!"

Wen Qiliang closed his eyes slightly, and said casually, "I want a bazooka!"

Opening his eyes again, the meteorite fragments on the four brackets were gone.

"It's gone?!" Even Wen Qiliang couldn't believe it, "Did I not let it go?"

But at the next moment, the piano box as a whole was changing, with a few "clicks", just like a mech warrior transforming, with a lot of wheels, barrels, and shells, and the rocket launcher slowly appeared beside the flower bed , crushing poor flowers and beautifully furnished flower beds.

Wen Qiliang was so frightened that he ran away quickly, for fear that he would be run over.

Then she shouted excitedly: "Mo Shaoen! Mo Shao! Mo Shao come here!"

Mo Shaoen didn't go far at all. After all, he was holding a cold weapon, so he could protect himself, but it was a bit difficult to deal with others, especially real humans.

Madam stood in front of the chamber, she was amazed by everything in the garden!

It's really a weapon out of thin air!

As long as there are meteorite fragments, as long as there is an unimportant dead object, the piano box is really omnipotent.

"retreat!"

The butler was really afraid that this big guy would ruin the Mo family's house.

Wen Qiliang didn't think it was a big deal, she pressed the button of the rocket launcher, connected the electric shock, and shouted: "Launch!"

The rocket launcher she fired was not a single barrel, but a row of barrels. It stands to reason that they should be fired one by one like a military exercise.

However, as soon as one was fired, the barrel behind it was out of ammunition!

Not only that, the snipers and some other personnel present all retreated one after another. They thought it would be a spectacular scene, but what they saw was a small explosion, like setting off a firework.

Those people burst out laughing, but Wen Qiliang was anxious, grabbed Mo Shaoen's hand and asked, "What's going on? Why is there still time for misfires!"

Mo Shaoen stared at Wen Qiliang, trying to see some problems, but unfortunately he couldn't.

He investigated all the information of the owner of the piano box of the previous generation, and all he could know was that all the weapons he issued were cold weapons. Based on his experience and the history that could be found, there was no such thing as modern advanced weapons at all.

The housekeeper also laughed, but Mrs. Mo was very nervous, "What's so funny? She's misfired this time, so there's no guarantee that she won't bomb the entire Mo family next time! There's no guarantee that next time, she will use even more powerful weapons to dominate the world." The world! If there are countless weapons like this?"

She looked at the rocket launcher in horror, "The Ministry of National Defense can't have countless ones?!"

"Yes... Ma'am said..."

"Shoot Wen Qiliang with all your might!" Madam shouted angrily.

Mo Shaoen turned his head abruptly, dragged Wen Qiliang to hide behind the rocket launcher, and looked at his watch again, it was already 12:30.

In fact, squinting his eyes and jumping up to look out, he could still see a car parked at the corner behind Mo's house, which should be Zhang Ye's unlicensed car.

They absolutely couldn't come in and openly snatch Wen Qiliang away.

"What kind of crap is this thing I opened! It's useless at all!"

"At least...it can be used as a shield."

As soon as Mo Shaoen finished speaking, the bazooka disappeared and turned back into a piano case.

"This time... you can't even serve as a shield..." Wen Qiliang kicked the piano case and cursed, "What a piece of crap!"

There was a hail of bullets all around, and Mo Shaoen dragged Wen Qiliang to barely escape, but this would not work, it was too dangerous, not to mention hiding was not the purpose, the key was to send Wen Qiliang out.

Then Mo Shaoen suddenly thought of a way, he let go of Wen Qiliang's hand, and said: "From now on, run to the door with me, don't worry about me, just use the piano case to block yourself."

"What about you?! Young Master Mo, are you going to run away with me?"

"Let's go."

Wen Qiliang thought that Mo Shaoen really wanted to go with her, and was quite happy. He even felt that even if he wanted to play hard to get, Wen Qiliang would recognize it.

All the firepower was aimed at Wen Qiliang. Even if the piano case was not damaged, Wen Qiliang couldn't bear so much force, and she fell down all at once.

But Mo Shaoen had already caught a sniper first, knocked out the gun in his hand, stepped on his calf, and made him kneel facing him.

The sniper smiled, "Patriarch, you can't threaten me."

Mo Shaoen drew his sword, pointed it at the sniper's neck, and at the same time took a sip of white wine, sprayed it towards the sword, and murmured: "Ji Li Sword? Golden Lion!"

The flames rushed along the man's neck, spreading like a sea of ​​flames that almost covered his sight.

Even if the sniper is not afraid of death, he will scream in fright. After all, there is a raging fire, and a lion jumps out of the fire and bites your neck!Who is not afraid!

"Wen Qiliang! Don't look back! Run!"

It was a large area of ​​burning, and Wen Qiliang was stunned again. It was just an ordinary black shirt and white tie, but standing in the flames did not look cold at all.

Wen Qiliang shook his head, and quickly ran out of Mo's house with the piano case in hand.

The car was coming towards her, and when Wen Qiliang wanted to ask Mo Shaoen to come along, what she saw was Mo Shaoen withdrew his sword and put his hands in surrender.