Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 34 The blade is far more convincing than the sound!
While cursing, Parrottou took out his mobile phone from his body and quickly dialed a number.

The black locomotive sped away.

The parrot, known as the parrot, dragged his broken left arm to get up, aimed his gun with his right hand, but saw an empty alley.

"Damn!"

With a low curse, he quickly turned around.

"What the hell are you doing in a daze, take off your clothes and wrap them around the wound, and send him to the hospital!"

While striding out of the alley, he didn't forget to kick the boy caught by Mo Chou on the ass.

"Damn, if it wasn't for that chick, she would be able to run away, and now she will let the tiger go back to the mountain, Brother Kun will know, and she won't skin me!"

When he spoke again, his tone became like a mouse that saw a cat.

"Brother Kun, she was rescued by a black motorcycle!

...The car number, no...Attention...Yes, I should die...I didn't kill anyone, but the tiger's artery was cut...Understood...Okay! "

After hanging up the phone, he let out a long breath, grabbed the backpack that Mo Chou left on the ground,
Only then did he chase after those subordinates who ran out of the alley with Hu Zi in their arms.

The locomotive quickly got out of the alley, Mochou hugged the man's waist with one hand, and the right hand holding the butterfly knife slipped into the man's neck.

"pull over!"

The cold blade is far more convincing than her voice.

Accompanied by the dull sound of brakes, the locomotive stopped abruptly on the asphalt road, and both the rider and Mo Chou rushed forward at the same time with inertia.

Although Mo Chou had made preparations, the knife in her hand still deviated.

After all, the current body is still not as fast as before. Mo Chou thinks that if she has even experienced the emergency landing of a helicopter before, the blade will not deviate by half.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to deviate, the rider's right hand retracted like lightning, and grabbed Mo Chou's knife-holding wrist.

The right hand dodged quickly, the toes were on the pedals and tapped lightly, Mochou's left hand grabbed his helmet, and jumped up, trying to drag the opponent off the motorcycle.

The cyclist was also tough, Mo Chou grabbed his helmet and lay flat on the seat.

Mo Chou landed lightly, only holding a black helmet in her hand.

(End of this chapter)