It looked like a bronze, and it turned out to be a bronze, not surprising at all.
Vegetables glanced at Mo Qiudong, who had fallen unconscious to the ground, yawned lazily, and meowed, "So weak!"
Song Nanwu agreed: "Yeah, it's indeed fragile."
Mo Qiudong was dressed in black, which in a sense coincided with Song Nanwu's style.
The smell of blood still lingered in the air, but if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see the bloodstains on Mo Qiudong's body.
"This person has injuries to his shoulder and abdomen. The wounds aren't large, and there are two pointed objects stuck in the flesh. They look a bit like the bullets you saw online before. They're not life-threatening at the moment."
Song Nanwu lowered her eyes slightly.
She knew that in 21st century China, except for special personnel, ordinary people were prohibited from using guns, and violators would be committing a crime.
What is the identity of this person?
A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and Song Nanwu stepped forward and grabbed Mo Qiudong's ankle.
Vegetables looked at her actions and asked, "Are you going to control him?"
"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded softly and dragged Mo Qiudong forward.
In the dark night, under the silent shade of the trees, the dim moonlight stretched out two shadows.
If someone saw this, they would definitely be scared.
I saw a man holding a cat and dragging a person with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
However, after taking only two steps, the figure flashed and disappeared into the air in the next second.
That scene seemed weird no matter how you looked at it.
Fortunately, there was no one on this road.
At the three-way intersection, although the traffic is not as dense as in the city center, it is much better than when there was no car at all on Nanshan Mountain.
Song Nanwu stood at the intersection and got a taxi soon.
Song Nanwu picked Mo Qiudong up from the ground, opened the car door and threw him into the car.
However, Mo Qiudong didn't pay attention to the height and his head hit the car door hard.
The loud noise gave the taxi driver a headache.
Song Nanwu didn't care. She threw Mo Qiudong into the seat, closed the door, sat in the passenger seat, and reported the address.
The scenery outside the car window kept receding. Song Nanwu took a nap for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, she had arrived at the city center.
Passing by a pharmacy, Song Nanwu got off the car and bought some bandages, gauze and medicine, and arrived at the apartment in a short while.
Song Nanwu paid the money and dragged Mo Qiudong out of the car. Seeing her rude behavior, the driver felt sympathy in his heart.
This is what happens when you get drunk! Fortunately, he doesn't have such bad friends.
Naturally, the driver just thought Mo Qiudong was drunk.
After returning to the apartment, Song Nanwu threw Mo Qiudong onto the sofa, and then removed the bullets from his shoulder and abdomen under the guidance of Shucai.
Without anesthesia, Mo Qiudong was woken up by the pain several times and fainted several times.
I saw Song Nanwu in a trance, but my consciousness was hazy and my brain was not working well at all.
Song Nanwu took care of Mo Qiudong, asked Cai Shou to observe his condition, and then left him alone.
I played two ranked games and checked Weibo. I saw that the hot searches for Si Jin’s love affair had faded. The latest hot topic was that Si Jin’s crazy fans were stalking his rumored girlfriend.
The matter became quite serious, and it was said that the Public Security Bureau had even come.
There is also constant heated discussion online.
Song Nanwu frowned, not expecting things to develop to this point.
It seems that tonight is destined to be an unfair night!
…
The next day, Song Nanwu was awakened by vegetables.
Mo Qiudong had a fever last night and was in the worst condition until the second half of the night.
Song Nanwu had never served anyone like this before. She looked indifferently at Mo Qiudong, who was sitting on the sofa and looking at her with some confusion.
"You saved me?"
Mo Qiudong really didn't expect to see Song Nanwu when he woke up, but when he saw that the wounds on his body had been healed, he felt a little clear in his mind.
This question is really a silly one.
Song Nanwu looked at Mo Qiudong coldly, her tone a bit grumpy, "Or else?"
"Thank you." Mo Qiudong looked at Song Nanwu and thanked her. Then he thought of his rude behavior last night and apologized, "I'm sorry about last night."
Song Nanwu looked at him without saying a word, walked to the sofa and slowly sat down, "You have a gunshot wound on your body, who are you?"
Her posture was somewhat slouched, and her questions were somewhat nonchalant.
But Mo Qiudong knew that the woman in front of him was definitely not simple.
Mo Qiudong smiled and looked at Song Nanwu nonchalantly, "Beautiful lady, although I thank you for saving me, there are some things you are better not to know. Don't worry, I won't let you save me in vain, I will reward you."
As he spoke, Mo Qiudong subconsciously took out his wallet and card, only then he realized that he was shirtless and his upper body clothes had been taken off.
The man in front of me still had a messy and dirty face, but it was not difficult to see that his face was handsome, especially the teardrop mole under the corners of his narrow and attractive eyes, which was particularly charming.
Song Nanwu glanced at him indifferently and did not tell Mo Qiudong that she had taken his wallet last night.
"Oh, then I'll call the police."
Seeing Song Nanwu dial 911 with her phone, Mo Qiudong glared at her, "Why did you call the police?"
"Last night, someone kidnapped me and threatened to take him home. The most outrageous thing was that he grabbed my cat and acted like he was going to stab it to death if we didn't get along. I was so scared that I didn't get a chance to call the police until this morning."
Song Nanwu played with her saber slowly and leisurely, speaking softly with her clear and pleasant voice, which sounded like a gentle breeze blowing past her ears, leaving a lingering sound.
When Mo Qiudong heard this, he almost vomited blood.
"Fuck!"
Scared! What are you afraid of?! He didn't see you look scared at all! Instead, you were so calm from beginning to end!
Suppressing the anger rising in his heart, Mo Qiudong smiled slightly and was about to speak.
Song Nanwu added calmly, "Oh, there are two bullets on the coffee table that need to be handed over to the police."
"Even if we call the police, you won't be able to escape unscathed." Mo Qiudong gritted his teeth.
Song Nanwu glanced at Mo Qiudong with a lewd expression, and said in a long tone, "Since I dare to call the police, I am not afraid of getting involved in this mess. Or do you want to see how good my acting skills are?"
Seeing Song Nanwu's calm and confident look, Mo Qiudong really wanted to slap her, but he held back.
He took a deep breath, "What do you want?"
Song Nanwu: "Please answer my question carefully."
Mo Qiudong curled his lips and said, "Okay, Mo Qiudong, a desperado."
Song Nanwu twitched her lips and said, "It just so happens that I like desperadoes."
"Huh?" Mo Qiudong looked at Song Nanwu in confusion.
What the hell does that mean? I'm in love with him?! Love at first sight?
Well, to be honest, this woman is pretty good-looking. If that's the case, he doesn't mind.
"I saved you, and as a reward, you should work for me!" Song Nanwu glanced at Mo Qiudong and said indifferently.
The tone is not that of a question, but rather like I am just informing you!
Mo Qiudong: “…”
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