Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang suddenly laughed. Thinking of the days when she was imprisoned in Mosca, a bad mood of revenge arose in her heart.

She stretched out a hand, made a shooting gesture with her fingers, half-closed one eye, pointed it in his direction and made a "pop" sound, with an extremely bright smile on her face.

Foresterin approached his little sweetheart eagerly: "Sweetheart, do you like watching fireworks?"

"fireworks?"

Jiaoyang blinked her eyes and began to look forward to it: "I like it."

"Then take a look."

The blond and blue-eyed boy pretended to smile mysteriously, then stretched out his left hand and began to count down: "One, two, three——"

The sky seemed to brighten for a moment, and then darken again with the delicate face of the young man in front of him.

There was a loud bang behind him, and the sea surface shook, followed by several explosions throughout Mosca. Lights of various colors flashed in the sky, and his face also disappeared.

"Do you like it?" Forestlin smirked, "Mosga has entertained us 'carefully' for so long, so we should return the favor, right?"

Jiaoyang looked at the constant explosions and red light coming from the direction of Mosjia. She stood up excitedly and kept applauding, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

"How exciting."

Qiao Yin, who was holding the bomb remote control over there, twitched at the corner of his mouth: "You really know how to lend flowers to Buddha."

Because of this explosion, the waves came down, and all the prison guards who were chasing them disappeared.

"I'm dead now." Jiaoyang sighed carelessly as she stood on the deck, letting the strong wind blow her long hair.

"Go back." Shi Lingwen came to her side and blew the wind with her, his eyes alert.

"It's dangerous here."

"Okay," Jiaoyang followed his hand and jumped off the deck, "By the way, how did you get to know those three guys?"

Why does this character never appear in the original plot, at least in the plot outside Mosga Prison?

"I got to know them before entering Mosca."

Shi Lingwen shook his head helplessly: "It seems that you are really interested in their affairs. Why?" Is it because you and they are from the same world?

"What's wrong, you don't want to tell me." Jiaoyang looked at him.

Shi Lingwen was unhappy: "No. If you want to listen, of course I will tell you."

"But whether you want to say it or not is another matter, right?"

"..." Shi Lingwen heard a "hmm" sound in his heart.

He explained: "Actually, my original plan was to part ways with them after leaving Mosga and this sea area."

"We parted ways, why?" Jiaoyang looked surprised, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a few more people along the way?"

If that was really his plan, then she would have to find an excuse to get rid of him. Because she must work with those three perverted men to change the plot that will happen later.

Shi Lingwen frowned, catching something from her barely concealed expression.

He smiled bitterly.

This was because of Mosga. His use value had been exhausted, so she didn't even bother to cover it up?

"Because we won't be fellow travelers."

Shi Lingwen cast his gaze to the east: "Even if I spend the rest of my life incognito, I will definitely go back and choose to return to my hometown."

Jiao Yang lowered his head and thought for a while, thinking that we could still discuss it: "Then we can follow them in Western Europe for a while, and then return to Asia."

The man's brows instantly tightened, and annoyance suddenly surged in his heart: "Why do you have to stay with them? How long have you known them? Could it be that you really like that Sriyaan?" "

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The corners of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched. How many words should a woman have to be able to like him after knowing that he is a pervert who likes to eat human flesh?

Can you kiss his face and mouth?

"Why did you react so loudly?"

Shi Lingwen's inner speculation deepened, "If you deny it so much, what are you afraid of?"

Of course, a normal woman would not fall in love with Sriyan in real life after knowing his true nature. But Sheng Jiaoyang was obviously different from a normal woman.

"You asked such an unbelievable question, why did I react so much?" Jiaoyang was speechless, "Suspiciousness is a disease, and desire for control is also a disease, and it needs to be cured."

It's not that she turned against him, it was that this guy was getting more and more aggressive. Especially after leaving Mosga, the two of them had differences of opinion, and the conflicts would be intensified in an instant.

Jiaoyang was about to pass by Shi Lingwen, but the man pulled her back, pushed her against the deck of the ship, and kissed her lips in retaliation.

Jiaoyang impatiently pushed the person outside, receiving even more forceful restraint.

"Wow." Fu Leistlin came out with hot milk tea in his hand, accompanied by Qiao Yin with a stinking face, who caught a glimpse of this "intense" scene.

The two people's eyes shot over at the same time.

Even Fu Lesterlin couldn't help but touch his nose: "Well, you continue. I can't see anything."

He stretched out his other hand and put it in front of his eyes, making an invisible gesture.

Qiao Yin sneered: "Idiot."

On the other side of the cruise ship, Sriyan stood on the deck, raised his chin, letting the sun bathe him, his long light golden hair blowing in the wind, seeing the sky again.

"Three years" exactly three years.

How long has it been since he took a good look at the sun?

Once you have rested enough, you can start a new hunt.

The corners of the man's lips raised in a strange arc, and his eyes were green.

He has already looked for several small desserts.

There is always a kind of person in the world whose life is as tenacious as Xiaoqiang.

At this time, Jiaoyang, who had ended their chat unhappily, was about to turn around and leave. In the sea, on the boat that had just been overturned by the waves, a pitch-black figure got up, holding a gun in his hand, pointing at Jiaoyang's back. A bullet suddenly shot out of his back.

With a few leftover bamboo sticks in his mouth, Forrestlin witnessed with his own eyes the traces of bullets fired through the air, and his eyes widened unconsciously.

The distance between the bullet and the back was getting closer and closer. Just as he was overflowing with ecstasy in his heart, his expression could not be restrained, his lips were grinning, and the next step was about to burst into a weird "Jie Jie" smile.

In the flash of lightning, another figure suddenly rushed out and stood in front of Jiaoyang. What followed was the sound of bullets entering her body, and then a muffled groan.

Shi Lingwen fell down with a pale face.

Hit the fatal part and the blood will not stop.

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then bent down: "Awen?"

The man smiled and closed his eyes, blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth. The last moment before his eyelids became heavier and heavier and he fell into darkness.

What he was thinking was: if he died, she would no longer have to worry about where to go next.