Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Bullets were fired at the two of them indiscriminately from behind. Mo Chen's eyes turned cold and he quickly grabbed the girl in his arms, protecting her from the bullets that just passed by and were nailed into the wall next to them. Without any delay, Mo Chen took her up the stairs to the fifth floor.

When there are girls around, their safety is the top priority.

He didn't bother to fight with those men in black anymore.

Just as he was about to continue walking downstairs with the girl, he suddenly heard several hurried footsteps downstairs. Looking down from the stairs, he saw several men in black walking upstairs.

There's an ambush?

Mo Chen frowned.

He decisively and quickly took the girl to the other side, intending to go down through the initial safe passage.

But the men in black who had been chasing him also became smarter. They split into three groups and chased him down from the fifth floor. One group followed him up the stairs, one group took the safe passage to block the road on that side, and a few people took the elevator down.

Mo Chen walked a few steps with the girl when he noticed movement in the safety passage. He stopped, glanced in the direction of the safety passage, and then his eyes fell on the elevator in the middle. The number on it changed from 6 to 5, and the elevator door was about to open.

Surrounded by troops from four directions, there seemed to be no way out.

"Don't be afraid."

He leaned against the door of a room, holding the girl tightly in his arms.

"I'm not afraid."

Lan Qian also hugged his waist, and an exquisite light blue ring seemed to appear on her slender white fingers, but disappeared in just a moment, as if it was an illusion.

"Can we go into the room and hide for a while?"

She grasped the door handle behind Mo Chen.

The sound of the door opening was very light. Before Mo Chen could answer her, the door that should have been locked was opened. He was slightly surprised, then quickly took her into the room and locked the door.

Outside the door, the man in black had already arrived on the fifth floor.

"What about people?"

Looking at the empty corridor, the groups of people looked at each other in confusion.

"I clearly saw him coming down from the sixth floor."

"Did you go down to the fourth floor?"

"Impossible, we just came up from the fourth floor."

"There's no safe passage either."

"Where did they go?"

After thinking for a few seconds, the leading man in black stared at the locked rooms on this floor and said, "Open every room on this floor and search it."

"That's impossible," someone wondered, "This hotel has been cleared out a long time ago, and all the rooms have been locked. How could he open the doors?"

"Whether he will or not, this is the most likely possibility."

"Knock the door open and search separately!"

"Yes!"

In the room, Mo Chen held the girl in one hand and carefully scanned the environment in the room. He did not find anything unusual, so he said:

"It's safe here for now."

He looked at the door behind him and said, "This room might have been forgotten to be locked, and we just happened to find it."

Only this possibility can explain why the door was not locked and was easily opened by them. However, they are not out of danger yet, as the men in black outside are checking each room one by one.

"Maybe."

Lan Qian responded slightly, thinking that the hotel staff had forgotten to lock the room. She had no time to think about anything else and was most concerned about his injury.

"How are your injuries?"

She touched the clothes that were torn by something and found a wet spot on it. She touched it with her hand and guessed what it was. Just as she was about to take a look, Mo Chen gently grabbed her wrist.

"I'm fine, Qianqian."

The man held her hand in front of him, and there was indeed blood on her slender white fingers. The color was bright red, so she must have been injured not long ago. It was just that the blood was flowing on her black clothes and could not be seen.

"It's just a small injury, nothing to worry about."

He used his clothes to wipe the blood off her hands bit by bit, carefully and gently, as if she were a treasure.

The wound on his left arm was probably an accidental scratch when he was dodging bullets. It was nothing serious. If the girl hadn't happened to come here, he would never have let her know about it.

His girl should be clean and shouldn't be involved in these things.

"But you're hurt."

Lan Qian stared at the glaring red on her fingers, which were being gently wiped clean by the man. She raised her eyes to the wound on his left arm. It was not deep, but because it was not treated in time and he had to fight with those men in black, he moved frequently and the blood was still flowing.

Looking at the drops of blood that kept flowing out, her eyes seemed to be stained with a little red. Her soft voice was filled with a barely perceptible coldness, without any emotion.

"They hurt you."

Damn.