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Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Fang Mo on the high platform smacked his tongue. He was not surprised that Pei Ziqi would shoot.

Fang Mo had long known that Pei Ziqi was the biggest weakness in the game, and he had no intention of defeating Luo Haiping in a head-on fight from the beginning.

Fang Mo still had some idea of ​​how much he weighed.

There is a saying that comes out of the mouth, but it is hidden in the heart.

If he could really beat Luo Haiping, he wouldn't have risked his life just now and went crazy here.

He directly appeared as a king, and then defeated Luo Haiping in three strikes, five divisions and two.

It would be best to kill Luo Haiping with one punch that hits the flesh and appears to be devastating.

Then wouldn't it be nice to show off your kingly aura amidst the admiration and cheers of everyone?

He wants to too!

But Fang Mo always knew in his heart that if I punched him, he might get hurt.

But if he punches me, I will die.

Facing real martial arts masters, Fang Mo was always [-]% vigilant.

Don't dare to show any neglect at all.

But he also understood that the biggest flaw in his plan was Pei Ziqi.

He could ask Wanyan Zhenting to get close to the sedan chair and hide in the dark to protect Miss Pei.

But when Luo Haiping, a martial arts master, approached the sedan chair, he might not be able to feel the aura of Wanyan Zhenting, who was also a martial arts master.

By then, it might cause twists and turns.

Moreover, Fang Mo also had to be wary of other people from the 'Skull' organization in the dark.

Wanyan Zhenting betrayed the organization, considering the current situation.

It's definitely an unexpected trump card for 'Skull'.

Therefore, Fang Mo had no intention of uncovering this layer of trump cards before he found out the details of his enemy.

What is the bottom card?

Just leave it to the end, when everyone has exhausted their means.

Wanyan Zhenting is such a king bomb, so Fang Mo doesn't want to play this deck of cards easily at the beginning.

So in order to avoid Pei Ziqi's weakness, Luo Haiping could manipulate him after breaking through the defense.

When Fang Mo came to the ring, he had already handed Lao Q's small pistol to Wanyan Zhenting in advance and asked him to hand it over to Miss Pei.

From this moment on, Fang Mo, who had calculated in advance, had already chosen the grave for Luo Haiping.

If this guy plans to use Pei Ziqi as an entry point to break the deadlock of Fang Mo running away and chasing him, but he can't fly, then there is only one ending waiting for Luo Haiping.

That was the little white rabbit who was caught off guard and ignored by everyone. Pei Ziqi shot him in the head.

The fact was just as Fang Mo expected.

The moment Luo Haiping jumped off the ring, the countdown to his death began.

Fang Mo clicked his tongue. Although the diameter of the bullet chamber of Lao Q's small pistol was not enough, the recoil was still quite large.

It is still difficult to grasp for first-time shooters.

"But Pei Ziqi's hands didn't even shake when she fired. It seems that this woman has played with guns a lot."

Fang Mo himself has been in Guoan for so many years. Occasionally, when he has some missions, he will have the opportunity to touch a gun.

Unless he is a sissy, any boy will most likely be naturally interested in things like weapons and machinery.

So due to work, Fang Mo naturally came into contact with this kind of thing.

It was normal for his hands not to shake when he used Lao Q's gun for the first time. After all, he had been exposed to it a lot before.

In the round gun technique, Fang Mo is considered one of the best in the entire National Security Logistics Department.

However, Miss Pei did surprise Fang Mo. It seemed that this popular figure in the 91 Domestic Zone was underestimated by him even though Fang Mo had tried his best to overestimate her.

But then I thought about it, it was true!

Miss Pei is someone who can get explosives and is ready to blow up a whole boatload of tourists alive.

If she had never played with a gun, she would be a ghost.

I just didn't expect this girl to press the gun so accurately. I don't know if it's because she comes into contact with too many men, or if she just has a good sense of gun.

There was silence for a long time, and I don't know who spoke first to break the silence.

A young man from the Sichuan Qing ethnic group swallowed his saliva and asked hesitantly.

"Miss Pei, are you okay?"

Pei Ziqi smiled lightly;

"I'm fine, but I think you should ask more whether he passed away."

amount……

The pronunciation of the two words "thing" and "pass" are the same.

The few youths from the Chuanqing tribe who took the initiative to break the silence were still a little stunned and subconsciously asked Pei Ziqi.

"So, is something wrong with him?"

"I hope he didn't die, but he probably, um, probably, probably had to be sent to the crematorium, right?"

nonsense.

Have you ever seen anyone whose head was shot open and blood splattered all over the floor like a crispy watermelon, is still alive?

Fang Mo on the high platform also twitched the corners of his mouth.

"I hope there is no Pei Ziqi in hell."

At the same time, the scene where Fang Mo imagined that other 'Skull' masters hiding in the dark noticed the change and came out did not happen.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

You can use the trump card, but you can't live without it.

The trump card is like a man's deposit. The confidence of a big man always comes from money and RMB.

A girl's confidence always comes from loving and being loved. When a man has no money, he may not even be able to straighten his back.

The same is true when there is no hole card.

But it doesn't matter if there are no sudden changes, Fang Mo has really encountered too many reversals recently.

If it weren't for his good mental endurance, his ability to withstand the pressure would be almost unbearable.

"Is it possible to pronounce the verdict then?"

At this moment, Pei Ziqi, who was wearing a red dress, suddenly smiled playfully.

The voice fell, and the whole audience suddenly reacted. From the moment Luo Haiping jumped off the ring, everyone was worried about Pei Ziqi's safety.

But at this moment, these people came to their senses. According to the rules, Luo Haiping had actually abstained from the time he left the ring.

In other words, this competition to recruit a bride can come to an end!

The final winner is the only figure still standing on the high platform at this moment.

At this moment, many people's views suddenly became complicated again.

After all, even Fang Mo had to admit that the girl Pei Ziqi's looks were really tough.

Even if you are thrown into the entertainment industry where there are so many beauties, you can probably occupy a place.

However, the entertainment industry is too deep. Compared with the glamorous appearance, it is actually the dirtiest capital circle.

She would rather start from the 91 area and squeeze into the upper class circle by relying on the sidelines and her unique miserable personality.

But to be honest, compared to his wife Ning Yuelan, Pei Ziqi's appearance is not overly generous.

However, the two women are obviously not of the same type and style, they can only be regarded as each having their own merits.

If you really want to decide which one is strong and which one is weak, it’s up to the audience to decide for themselves. After all, everyone has their own preference for radish and green vegetables.

Of course, Fang Mo was still more enamored of his beautiful wife Bingshan Royal Sister.

"Yes, speaking of it this way, Fang Mo is the winner with the last laugh. The competition is over and Miss Pei is getting married."

"Ugh……"

The people from the Sichuan Qing tribe looked at each other, and even Pang Yan began to be a little envious of Fang Mo.

Among the crowd, no one knew who sighed first, and then, as if it triggered a chain reaction, sighs of regret rang out one after another.

There is no ink mark on Patriarch Wanyan, starting from the moment when the gun was fired.

This clan leader knew very well that women like Pei Ziqi could not be controlled by these young people from the Sichuan Qing clan who were isolated from the world and whose emotional intelligence had long been derailed by the outside world.

Even if there was some selfishness at the beginning, the idea of ​​helping his second son marry a beautiful wife disappeared in an instant as the dust settled.

Everyone understands that Pei Ziqi is a woman who belongs to the outside world.

Even in the wonderful world outside, this kind of woman will live a very nourishing life.

She's not some little white rabbit in distress.

On the contrary, she is a mature rose in bud.

It's just that roses have thorns, and you really are not qualified to pick them without some knowledge.

As far as her ability to bend and stretch, as well as her ability to kill people ruthlessly, this woman is definitely not an ordinary character.

Luo Haiping was head-shot in front of her eyes, her brains mixed with blood splashed all over the floor, but she could not change her expression.

This psychological quality alone exceeds that of many young people from the Sichuan Qing ethnic group.

It's no wonder that Ms. Pei, who has a higher eye than her head, never treats young people like Sichuan Qing tribe with kindness.

Probably in her concept, these Sichuan Qing youths who live a simple life like primitive people are not even qualified to be teased and thrown into a fish pond.

The next moment, Patriarch Wanyan quickly came on stage, clapped his hands and announced the result;

"This is the end of the martial arts competition. Our final winner has also appeared. He is Fang Mo, Mr. Fang."

"Although it is a pity that the lady in red was not able to stay in the Sichuan Qing clan, we also saw a wonderful master showdown. Please give the champion the warmest applause."

Whoa!

Sparse applause began to come from the audience.

Although everyone knows that he is not worthy of Miss Pei, the fact that the goddess in his heart marries other men in front of him also makes these simple and simple Sichuan Qing youths feel a little bit lost.

To say I'm not envious would be a lie.

Especially Wanyan Chengyu, his expression is even more complicated.

puff!

When Fang Mo saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

It's like I'm really going to have something happen with this bitch.

Why do they all look like eggplants beaten by frost?

Ning Yuelan and the others were on their way here, and just now Fang Mo also vaguely heard the roar of a ship.

I guess my wife will be arriving soon.

"Now that the ceremony is complete, let's send the groom and bride into the bridal chamber."

Fang Mo just wanted to jump off the platform.

When I heard the last sentence, I felt like I was struck by lightning.

I almost stumbled and fell from the high platform.

what the hell! ?

The bridal chamber?

Isn't it the decision of two people to decide whether to have a wedding or not?

Why are you so anxious and insisting on arranging a wedding for someone?

Crash.

The next moment, before Fang Mo could ask, a large group of youths from the Sichuan Qing tribe, namely Wu Yangyang, rushed up and surrounded Fang Mo.

A black line was drawn on Fang Mo's forehead.

"Gollum."

"What are you going to do? Why are so many people gathered around here?"

Pang Yan was pushed in front of Fang Mo by several people, with a simple and honest smile on his dark face.

"The groom will be given wine in turn, which can be regarded as a way of celebration within the clan after the ceremony is completed, and then he will be sent to the bridal chamber."

“Everyone’s peach blossom stuffing is ready!”

"Worthy."

What the hell time is this?

I just helped you solve a problem early in the morning. You Sichuan Qing tribe are all white-eyed wolves, right?

Start making people drink alcohol after ten o'clock?

Are you not afraid of sudden death?

Aren't you afraid of alcohol poisoning?

Fang Mo's eyelids twitched.

Sure enough, behind Pang Yan, several Sichuan Qing youths had already walked over dragging a large bucket of peach blossom wine.

Your uncle.

Who just finished breakfast and drinks on an empty stomach?

Is there any royal law, is there heavenly principle, is there human nature?

Do you all want to have your stomach perforated?

"Groom, drink!"

The next moment, without giving Fang Mo a chance to refuse, several Sichuan Qing youths directly brought up the wine glasses filled with peach blossom wine.

These guys were originally dissatisfied with Fang Mo marrying the goddess in his heart, but they didn't even have a chance to challenge her, so they could only watch Miss Pei being embraced by Fang Mo and become a beauty.

But it's different now.

Finally they got a chance.

The young people from the Sichuan Qing tribe were all working hard, and they looked like they were ruthless and wanted to kill Fang Mo.

"day!"

"Actually, I have an old..."

Fang Mo opened his mouth to explain.

Three wine glasses were put to his mouth, and a strong sip of wine was poured directly into his mouth.

These Sichuan Qing brothers were so enthusiastic that they squeezed Fang Mo right in the middle of everyone, and his voice was instantly drowned in the whispers of everyone.

The taking turns to drink wine never stopped.

At first, Fang Mo wanted to resist and struggle, but after drinking, he gave up.

These guys are simply seeking revenge and are taking this opportunity to take revenge on Fang Mo!

The young man knew what they were thinking, but thinking that he was leaving soon, he simply let them go.

He was also thinking about whether to go to the Wanyan clan leader later to discuss the issue of the relocation of the Sichuan Qing clan.

After all, these people are Chinese citizens. It is much better to go outside and get the protection of the national security officials than to hide in this isolated place and continue to be the cattle and sheep raised by the "Skull".

Fang Mo had a good idea at first.

He also thought that he would find an opportunity to urinate in the middle of drinking later, and then give himself two injections.

With the medical skills of "Zen Sect", alcohol can be discharged quickly no matter how high or low it is.

But obviously, Fang Mo overestimated his drinking capacity.

He didn't even drink a few rounds. After more than ten minutes, he was already flushed with alcohol.

Not to mention normal acupuncture, he couldn't even find the acupuncture points.

This guy's mouth now smells of alcohol, and his tongue is tied when he talks.

I feel dizzy and the world in front of me is blurry.