Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Mo Jiu knew that she shouldn't be moved now, but her eyes were still wet.

She moved her lips and looked back at Mo Jiayi.

Then she looked at Scarface and the surrounding defenses again, and she knew that what Les said just now gave her the greatest guarantee of life.

In this place, no one would dare to shoot her.

The hidden expectation in her heart reappeared, she looked at Rice nervously, and swallowed, "I have one last question."

Les grinned when he saw her so tangled up.

Rice's smile has always been elegant and shallow, and he only shows the biggest smile occasionally when he is with Mo Jiu. At this moment, his grinning teeth are all exposed, but he seems to know what she wants to ask, "You explain."

Mo Jiu's eyes faintly glistened with tears, "Uncle Long, did you kill him?"

Rice didn't have any doubts, nor any shock, "You mean, with your own hands? Or what?"

Mo Jiu knew what Rice meant, and immediately asked, "Are you one of the murderers?"

After asking this sentence, Mo Jiu immediately felt that every cell in his body was excited, as if he was waiting for Rice's denial.

As long as he says it has nothing to do with him, then Mo Jiu is willing to choose to believe in Rice, and she will try her best to find out who killed Uncle Long back then.

She can also tell Long Qingtian openly that my father is Les, and I am not your real sister.

but……

The truth of the matter is always so cruel.

Rice still smiled gracefully, "His death is indeed related to me."

There was a hint of apology in his words.

In fact, until he said these words, Mo Jiu still felt that there might be something strange about what happened back then, but it was the trace of apology in his words that made Mo Jiu's last hope for him disappear.

He killed someone, so he feels guilty.

This is Mo Jiu's understanding.

But she couldn't understand the other party's righteousness.

It seemed that he didn't feel much about saying this matter and saying this sentence.

That's right, how can people like them take human life seriously?

Mo Jiu was suddenly a little dazed.

She knew she was just making excuses for Les.

But his origin is not something he can choose. His father's identity predestined them to go abroad, and a Chinese person abroad, in order to break out of their own world, how much effort would they have to put in?

Uncle Long is against them, they kill each other, this is... helpless!

They may not have deep-seated hatred at all, but just have different positions.

Uncle Long is a Chinese soldier, protecting national security.

Rice is the underground king of country F. Arms smuggling is the kingly way of their survival, and arms smuggling must involve national security...

Mo Jiu clenched her fist, and she lowered her head.

All the helplessness and expectation just now have turned into decadence.

Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head, and said with a sneer, "Bai Zhantang? Rice? It's ridiculous! Let me tell you, I don't have a father! I will never recognize you, the murderer who killed Father Long! I will never Admit you! I am a Chinese soldier, and my position will never allow me to have any relationship with you!"

When Les heard this, his pupils shrank, obviously injured.

Mo Jiu turned his head, not looking at his face, "Les, you don't need to make such a sacrifice for me, let me tell you, even if you die to save me, I won't shed a single tear for you !"