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Seeing the black muzzle pointing at him, Lian Mosheng smiled wryly and shook his head.

"I said beauty, don't just play this game all the time, okay? I'm a killer, ranked top ten in the world, do you think you can kill me with your current ability?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" Qiao Sheng sneered.

"You can't kill me." Lian Mosheng shrugged and said confidently.

Josh pulled the trigger.

The moment the bullet was ejected, Lian Mosheng's eyes flashed, and he quickly turned his head.

The bullet brushed past Lian Mosheng's ear, almost touching his cheek, and he could feel the fiery temperature around the bullet.

What a quick response...

Qiao Sheng's eyes were a little excited, and he fired the second and third shots without hesitation.

Even Mo Sheng dodged, and his agility was astounding.

"I said, my reaction can avoid the bullet." Dodging the fourth bullet, the smile on Lian Mosheng's face deepened, and he looked at Qiao Sheng with a slight provocation in his eyes.

Josh put away the pistol.

Lian Mosheng's muscles relaxed and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he could dodge the bullet, it was really a risky thing, he was almost shot just now.

The arm he was shot by Qiao Sheng last time has not fully healed. As a killer, any old injury may lead to fatal consequences. It is not a joke to end his career as a killer early.

Qiao Sheng suppressed the murderous look in his eyes, leaned on the lamppost, and looked at Lian Mosheng lazily.

He decided not to kill this guy for the time being. Although his frivolous behavior was disgusting, Lian Mosheng's powerful skills successfully aroused Qiao Sheng's interest.

Maybe we can play with him first...

Qiao Sheng smiled with ulterior motives, and Lian Mosheng walked towards him boldly.

Josh looked at him.

Looking closely, it is really hard to find anything special about this ordinary face. Although there is only a glimpse of it, Qiao Sheng still remembers Mo Sheng's original face deeply. With his face tossed into such a ghostly look, Qiao Sheng couldn't help but marvel at Lian Mosheng's superb disguise skills.

Lian Mosheng walked up to Qiao Sheng and stopped.

The two are about the same height, Qiao Sheng is a little shorter, he tilted his head slightly, Lian Mosheng lowered his head slightly, their eyes met, and they stuck together silently...

After a moment of silence, Lian Mosheng said: "You know? You are more beautiful when you look closely."

As a man, Qiao Sheng didn't like the way he praised himself very much. In his opinion, the word "beautiful" could only be used on women, and it was an insult to men.

Moreover, Lian Mosheng's eyes were a little frivolous, which made him feel like a good woman being molested by a prodigal son...

Qiao Sheng didn't show his emotions too much, but Lian Mosheng was still keenly aware of the displeasure emanating from him, and the corners of his lips raised.

"Angry?"

Qiao Sheng said slowly: "I was thinking, how can I make you disappear from this world in the fastest way."

Lian Mosheng deliberately ignored the coldness in his tone, and reached out to stroke his cheek.

Qiao Sheng's skin is good, smooth and tight, the delicate texture makes Lian Mosheng a little sexually aroused, coupled with the beauty's lazy expression, it is simply a good aphrodisiac...

Lian Mosheng smiled: "Close your eyes, and I will disappear from your world immediately." After a pause, he lowered his head, approached Qiao Sheng's face, and continued in a low, almost seductive tone next to his ear: " Then, I can enter your heart, and... your body, you are so charming tonight."

The almost explicit words made Qiao Sheng narrow his eyes coldly...

Lian Mosheng captured Qiao Sheng's lips.

At the same time, Qiao Sheng calmly reached into his pocket to get a pistol, but was knocked to the ground by the vigilant Lian Mosheng just as he took it out.

Lian Mosheng kissed Qiao Sheng, and the smell of red wine on Qiao Sheng's lips instantly aroused his desire.

Lian Mosheng's actions were not rough, but his attack was fierce. Feeling the hot tip of his tongue lingering on his lips trying to invade, Qiao Sheng frowned slightly.

He does not reject the act of kissing, provided that he is voluntary and on the active side, but now Lian Mosheng is not only kissing him forcefully, but even trying to go one step further...

This is a little too much...