Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

If I really die, will you be sad, even if only for a moment...

Mo Wanggui silently completed this sentence in his heart.

"Won't."

Li Qinian answered without hesitation.

Even though Mo Wanggui had already guessed her answer, when he heard the answer, his heart still couldn't stop sinking...

"Little brat, I cooked dumplings for you for nothing that day."

He looked down and landed on his bloody legs. The bullets and the material of his trousers were tightly glued together, blurring with blood and flesh.

The ankle of the left foot was already red and swollen, and it seemed to be broken. Because of the non-stop walking, the bones were dislocated, and there were faint signs of penetrating through the skin.

Not only that, his chest was dripping with blood, his chest was mutilated by grenade bombs, and there were dense cuts on his arms. His arm, which was originally wrapped in bandages, was injured again, and old wounds and new wounds were intertwined. There is no good piece of meat on the arm.

According to this amount of bleeding, an adult would definitely not be able to last for half an hour, and would die due to excessive blood loss.

Mo Wanggui's white suit was soaked in bright red blood, and the original color could not be seen.

He was lying among a pile of dusty debris, watching the foreign men coming and going outside through the small window of the utility room.

"Not here, go over there and have a look?"

"Damn, is this person transformed from a loach? He can escape without a trace every time?!"

The distance was too far, Li Qinian couldn't hear the conversation of several people, only the faint rustling sound.

"Then I have to thank you for not poisoning me that day?" Li Qinian lowered his head.

Mo Wanggui laughed softly again, because there was too much dust in the room, he choked his throat halfway through laughing, and coughed twice.

Even though the proud son of heaven, who was originally so beautiful, hid in this dusty utility room, he still didn't look a bit downcast.

He stared at the ceiling. On his left foot was a little mouse that had been dead for a long time, and on his right was a cockroach crawling around. The room had been dilapidated for a long time, and the lighting system had long been paralyzed. The room was dark...

The phone he held tightly in his hand became the only light source in the dark room.

The corner of Mo Wanggui's mouth curled into a lazy smile, his long and narrow fox eyes narrowed, and the always shining tear mole at the end of his eyes began to become dim in the dark room:

"If I really die, don't cry."

He joked with a half-smile.

"Fuck, where did this guy go?"

"He has suffered such a serious injury, so he can't run far anyway. Let's guard the exit here. When his blood dries up, he will die..."

"That's true, but...Miss Betty still wants us to keep him alive. If he really dies, it's not easy for us to do business."

"That can't be helped. The person who wants his life is the Duke. When Miss Betty blames it, the Duke will also be watching..."

"When you say that, I'm relieved. Let's stay here and don't go anywhere."

"I want to see how long he can last..."

Li Qinian clenched her phone tightly, her broken hair covered her eyes, she pursed her lips, and just about to say something, Mo Wanggui spoke.

"Forget it, after the death of human beings, the last sense lost is hearing. I don't want to hear someone crying in front of me when I can't see anything... It's so annoying..."

He smiled.

Woohoo, good night! !