The Proud Life of Rebirth

But when they were still about seven or eight meters away from Mo Shaokun, Mo Shaokun suddenly raised the gun again, with a cold look in his eyes, and a mocking smile on his lips, and he pulled the trigger.

'Boom! '

Two gunshots sounded, and the bodies of the two pursuers trembled and fell to the ground after being shot heavily in the head. If they still missed at such a short distance, then Mo Shaokun would be in vain.

He let out a long breath, propped himself up on the ground, looked in the direction of the factory building, then turned and left.

Not long after walking, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and Mo Shaokun quickly stopped and hid himself, looking at the two.

The two got closer and closer, and soon Mo Shaokun saw each other's face clearly, it turned out to be Falcon and the doctor.

Before they came, they were worried that they would be discovered by the other party, so they parked the car about a few hundred meters away from here. At this moment, Falcon and the doctor should have sent King Kong and the werewolf to the car, and then came back to support themselves.

Slightly relieved in his heart, Mo Shaokun stood up and walked out, while Falcon and the doctor quickly raised their guns and aimed at someone when they saw someone.

"What are you pretending to do when you're out of bullets?" Mo Shaokun curled his lips.

After hearing his voice, the two put down their guns, ran over quickly and looked him up and down, and Falcon asked, "Are you all right?"

Mo Shaokun shook his head and said, "I can't die, help me."

Falcon and the doctor looked at each other, and they supported him on the left and the right.

At this moment, the doctor looked at Mo Shaokun slightly differently from before, and Mo Shaokun's performance tonight undoubtedly changed his view of this guy a little bit.

"Are King Kong and Werewolves okay?" Mo Shaokun asked.

"It's not a big problem, but it takes a while to cultivate." Falcon said.

Mo Shaokun nodded and did not speak again, but secretly said in his heart: Duanmulei!I will keep this account in mind for you, and we will calculate it slowly with the principal and interest later!

Chapter 1105 For the Ideal

At the same time as Mo Shaokun and others drove away, Duanmu Lei and Duanmu Jia crawled out of the blasted sewer about one kilometer away from the factory.

"Sister, are you alright?" Duanmu Lei asked after pulling Duanmu Jia up and looking him up and down.

Duanmu Jia shook off Duan Mulei's hand fiercely, looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Why?"

Seeing this, Duan Mulei frowned slightly and asked, "Why?"

"Why did you betray me? Why did you join the Dark Council?!" Duanmujia clenched his fists tightly and roared with a livid face.

Duanmu Lei opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

"Say, why don't you talk? How did your parents educate you when you were young? Are you worthy of us? Do you know how worried your parents and I are? Do you know how serious your actions have caused? You Talk!" Duanmujia saw her younger brother was silent, she tore and slapped him like a madman, while screaming with tears in her eyes.

"Enough!" Duan Mulei grabbed his sister's wrist.

Touching the blood on the corner of his mouth, he took a deep breath and looked at his sister, "I don't think I did anything wrong."

'Snapped! Duanmujia slapped his younger brother hard on the face.

"Bastard! You killed so many people, you betrayed your country and your relatives, and you still don't know how to repent? Duanmulei, how did you become like this?" Two lines of tears rolled down Duanmujia's eyes Slipping down, her brother's attitude undoubtedly disappointed her.

Before she found her brother, she kept telling herself that her brother was being coerced, and that he must have been forced to do these things, but in fact, his nature is still good.

But now Duanmulei's words are undoubtedly tantamount to completely shattering her illusions. At this time, her younger brother can still say such words, which really makes her, a sister, feel distressed and disappointed.

"Sister, everyone has their own value and pursuit. I just chose the path I want to take. Is there something wrong?"

"Your pursuit is to betray the country and your family?"

Duan Mulei shook his head with a chuckle and said, "Betrayal? Why do you use the word betrayal? I was only born in China, so am I going to be forcibly branded? Ideals have no borders. I will fight for my ideals." , I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

Duanmu Jia's complexion turned blue when she heard the words, and her body was trembling slightly. She clenched her fists tightly and said, "Okay, then tell me what your ideal is?"

Duanmulei was silent, and after a while he looked up at Duanmujia and said, "You will know, but not now, I think you and your parents will be proud of me on that day."

Without waiting for Duanmujia to speak, Duanmulei looked in the direction of the factory not far away. At this moment, two off-road vehicles were rapidly approaching here.

"We have to go. It will be difficult for us to leave after they catch up." After speaking, he turned and walked away quickly.

Duanmujia looked at her younger brother's back with a complicated look in her eyes. She didn't know how his younger brother became like this, but she knew that she must follow him and bring him back to the country!

Taking a deep breath, Duanmujia's tightly clenched fists gradually relaxed, he looked back and hurriedly chased after him.

Not long after, Mick came here with his people. Seeing the blasted entrance on the ground, his face was livid. He looked around and said harshly: "They must not be far away, find them for me!"

Vancouver, auto repair shop.

Mo Shaokun was sitting on the sofa with his upper body in his hands and a cigarette in his mouth. He was only wearing a pair of big underpants on his lower body. At this moment, a man was helping him with the wound on his thigh.

"Hmm..." He gritted his teeth suddenly and snorted, and the guy who helped him treat the wound took a bullet from his thigh with tweezers and threw it into the tray.

"It's a good luck, no bone is hurt, and it will be fine after a few days of raising it." The man said.

"Thank you." Mo Shaokun chuckled.

The man looked up at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head and didn't speak.

Ten minutes later, the man helped Mo Shaokun stitch up the wound, gave some instructions, got up and left the room.

Mo Shaokun got up and went to the bathroom, wiped off the stains and blood on his body with a wet towel, then washed his face and put his hands on the sink to look at himself in the mirror.

At this moment, he had many questions in his mind, why did Duanmulei suddenly leave the Dark Council?And why are the people from the Dark Council so eager to arrest him?Even at the expense of his family to lure him out?

Mo Shaokun once heard from Yun Aijun that bombs would be implanted in the bodies of those who joined the Dark Council halfway like them. The members of the assassination group thought so, and the members of the eagle group who had access to more confidential information should be the same, right?

If the other party just wanted to prevent the secret from being leaked, clean up the portal and kill Duan Mulei, then there would be no need for such trouble. As far as Mo Shaokun knew, the remote control implanted in the body could detonate within a kilometer. There is enough opportunity to detonate the bomb in Duan Mulei's body, so why bother?

Frowning slightly, Mo Shaokun had some guesses in his mind, it could be seen that the Dark Council didn't seem to want to kill Duan Mulei but just wanted to capture him alive!

Based on Mo Shaokun's understanding of the Dark Council, they are definitely not merciful people. If someone betrays them, they will only have a dead end.Why did they treat Duanmulei differently?

Unless Duanmulei has something that the Dark Council wants!They were afraid that after killing Duan Mulei, the clues would be broken and they would not be able to get the thing, so they spent a lot of time trying to capture Duan Mulei alive in this way!

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of Mo Shaokun's mouth were slightly upturned into a smile.

Thinking of Duan Mulei's behavior tonight, the smile on Mo Shaokun's face gradually froze, and then he left the bathroom, picked up the phone and dialed Zheng Zekai's number.

"Hello, hello." Zheng Zekai's voice quickly came from the phone. Although it is still late at night in Canada, it is broad daylight in Huaxia.

"Brother Zheng, it's me."

"Shaokun, hehe, didn't you go to the United States? It should still be night over there, right?" Zheng Zekai laughed when he heard Mo Shaokun's voice.

Mo Shaokun didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I have something to ask for your help."