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ble."Wushuang smiled slightly, asking, "Unreasonable Where exactly have I been unreasonable"Xiaobai rested his head on the table and felt like laughing but also crying at the same time. He genuinely b...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the President 831 (Complete)

Moxiao Bai was on a small cruise ship, while the other party had a two-story luxury one. The impact would definitely be much weaker in this case. He hadn't thought too much at that moment; he just wanted to stop him from leaving. Whether it was due to his intense thoughts of Mo Yao causing hallucinations or if he mistook someone for Mo Yao, he couldn’t let him go. In the past year, he had been on the verge of collapse because of these thoughts, especially today. The other party seemed to want to leave, but would Moxiao Bai allow that Without considering the danger, his head hot from emotion, he immediately collided with them, causing their luxury cruise ship to sway slightly and himself to hit a guardrail, leaving him dizzy...

Four large men suddenly appeared on the other party's cruise ship, each holding different kinds of rifles. They continuously fired at Moxiao Bai’s cruise ship without any mercy, treating it like autumn leaves in the wind. Anger rose within Moxiao Bai; could it be that the boss really wanted his life It was impossible for that to happen. In the midst of the intense gunfire, Moxiao Bai's resolve to see through this situation only strengthened.

Even if the person wasn't the boss, he must clarify what was happening and not remain in such confusion.

Moxiao Bai abandoned his cruise ship and regretted wasting a few million dollars on it. However, when compared with Mo Yao, all these luxury boats were as insignificant as clouds floating by. Moxiao Bai jumped into the sea, which finally silenced the gunfire. Using ropes, he climbed onto that luxurious cruise ship. The moment he did so, two revolvers pointed at him. Despite being drenched, Moxiao Bai’s gaze was clear and sharp. There were a dozen or so formidable men on the deck, each fully equipped. Moxiao Bai estimated it to be a rather sizable criminal organization; moreover, they had substantial wealth as their equipment matched that of special forces from first-class terrorist organizations.

With strangers entering, there was naturally commotion aboard the ship, and more large men emerged from the cabins. Moxiao Bai raised his hands in surrender, indicating he wasn't armed. At this point, he realized how reckless he had been. Unlike Mo Yao who could swiftly dodge bullets due to his lightning-fast reflexes, Moxiao Bai was just an ordinary person with flesh and blood; his rashness would have resulted in him being shot into a pincushion.

Another group of people came out, one man among them wearing casual clothes and long hair seemed like the leader. He smiled eerily and sexily, his lips slightly curled up as if he appreciated something. "Although I admire your courage greatly, before you die, tell me who are you"

Moxiao Bai didn’t want to answer him. The long-haired man chuckled, "You’re quite bold for not listening to Grandpa Zhen." He took a gun and aimed it directly at Moxiao Bai.

Moxiao Bai was unafraid; after all, he had been the head of the mafia and had witnessed terrifying scenes in American prisons. No storm could faze him, let alone someone brandishing a pistol to intimidate him. Seeing Moxiao Bai’s lack of fear, the man found it rather tasteless, tossing the gun aside as if it were bacteria.

"Rude!" complained the long-haired man.

Moxiao Bai quickly scanned the deck but didn’t see Mo Yao or the masked man from before. He wondered to himself whether his eyes had really deceived him; could this be a hallucination because he was too much in thought of Mo Yao

Just as Moxiao Bai pondered, two black-clothed men appeared on the second-floor deck with pistols aimed at him. The gun they were using was America's legendary M1911. Moxiao Bai felt both cold and excited because someone walked out of a cabin; it was a woman with deep-set features, raven hair, and blue eyes, dressed in light blue tank top and tight jeans, looking neat and clean-cut. Most exciting for Moxiao Bai was the person beside her—his familiar silhouette made his heart race so much that he almost shed tears. Unfortunately, she wore golden masks, preventing him from seeing her face. Nevertheless, whoever it was, it had to be Mo Yao as there couldn't be anyone resembling him so closely.

The woman clearly was the owner of the cruise ship; her cold face showed a hint of anger as she asked, "Who are you"

Mosai didn't pay attention to her and pointed at the man behind her instead, asking, "Who is he"

The woman sneered but seemed indifferent towards Mosai's rudeness. "Jin, my bodyguard."

Mosai looked at Moyao; apart from those familiar pitch-black eyes, everything else was obscured. Wasn’t this person Moyao If it were his brother, why didn't he react upon seeing him Why… Mosai was extremely puzzled. Had he made a mistake

The woman impatiently asked, "State your purpose. Are you a spy sent by the Silver Palace Speak up or don’t blame me for being impolite." With her gaze sweeping across everyone else, they all aimed their guns at Mosai.

The long-haired man suddenly said with a smile, "Crown Princess, be more gentle. A beauty like this would be a pity if she were killed. Why don’t you give me the pleasure of having her"

The woman sneered and looked at him coldly, asking, "Don’t you have an未婚妻 (unmarried fiancée)"

Mosai was originally going to say that this man would feel embarrassed, but he was shocked by the other's shamelessness. The long-haired man answered with a smile, "It’s fine; we can do 3P."

The woman’s face changed as she pointed her gun at him and asked, "Do you believe I’ll shoot you first"

The long-haired man hurriedly raised his hands to signal that he was only joking and not to take it seriously. The woman's expression eased slightly; the long-haired man sighed in admiration. "This sexy beauty seems uninterested in me but interested in your Jin."

The woman glared coldly at Mosai, saying, "Regardless of who he is, you won’t be leaving this ship today."

Mosai smiled faintly and pointed to the masked man, asking, "Can I see his face"

"No." The woman refused directly.

Momocai said, "I'm not the spy you mentioned. I am Roman, and his figure looks very much like my brother's. I want to see if it could be him."

The woman frowned and suddenly let out a melodious laugh as she folded her arms and sidestepped to one side. "You want to see his face No problem! With your skill, Gold, fight with him for real and give it your all!"

The long-haired man closed his eyes, filled with感慨,"The most vicious of all is a woman's heart. Can you really bear to do this to such a beautiful lady"

The woman said coolly, "He looks too conspicuous."

Gold confidently walked out and stood opposite Momocai at less than three meters away. Momocai was unusually excited despite not knowing whether the man was indeed his brother; he trusted his intuition.

Because of the air's unique scent that belonged to Moya, this familiar figure, all pointed towards one thing: That is my brother, my Moya.

"Brother..." Momocai frowned. The masked man didn't say a word; the woman impatiently said, "I give you two choices: take a bullet and feed the sharks or fight Gold right now."

Momocai's cold gaze swept towards the woman. She met his eyes but grew even more impatient. Suddenly, Momocai moved toward Moya, grabbing for his shoulder. He was sure that Moya wouldn't hurt him, tragically this time his intuition failed; the man grabbed his arm and threw him onto the deck.

Fast, ruthless, accurate!

No mercy given. Momocai held back on his attack because he thought Moya would hold back against him. With no guard up, being thrown like this made him dizzy for a moment. Thankfully, he reacted fast and dodged the incoming attack.

Momocai stared at Moya in disbelief, unable to believe that Moya had struck him. Could it be that he truly isn't his brother

The long-haired man said, "My beauty, you are too weak. You can't even take one of Jin's moves; hurry up and jump into the sea to escape, there might still be a chance for survival. It’s such a pity that such an attractive guy would die."

Mosaiwen pursed her lips and swung a punch at him, but the man dodged it. The two of them exchanged blows on the deck. Mosaiwen's boxing and kicking skills were almost at the bottom tier in their circle, but outside of it, she was one of the best. She definitely had the style of a boxing king, so their fight on the deck was intense, with both parties trading blows back and forth. When the man trapped her hands in front of his chest, Mosaiwen instantly became disoriented; the aura felt too familiar.

One's memory of another person's aura is the most profound. Even after a year, Mosaiwen still vividly remembered this kind of aura—it was her brother’s aura. She was nearly 90% certain that it was Mo Yao.

However, during the moment Mosaiwen became distracted, the man twisted her arm almost breaking it with his forceful and powerful technique. When she snapped out of it, she turned her wrist to follow his direction and managed to save her arm in time.

She stared at Mo Yao in shock, unable to understand why he was being so ruthless. She also felt relieved that their boxing techniques came from the same master, so they knew how to free themselves when entangled with each other.

If not, her arm would have definitely been broken while she wasn't paying attention.

The man seemed surprised by Mosaiwen's escape attempt and quickly repositioned his fingers towards Mosaiwen’s throat. His speed was unnaturally fast, so fast that Mosaiwen barely had time to evade it; this was Mo Yao's and Eleven's unique speed.

Mosaiwen couldn't avoid it, so she could only watch helplessly as his fingers closed in on her throat. She looked at him with aggrieved eyes, almost on the verge of tears, "Brother…"

Brother… Do you really want to kill me

Just as he was about to grab her throat and twist it, Mo Yao suddenly clenched his fist and punched him in the chest. Mosaiwen staggered backward, bumping into a ship rail with a dull thud. Her blood surged upwards from the violent impact and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Because he was so fast, everyone was caught off guard and didn't realize that he had changed tactics; even Mosaiwen herself hadn’t noticed… She tried to suppress her surging blood as more blood trickled out from the corner of her lips. Unable to get up straight away, she coughed violently, with a pain in her throat every time she did so. She looked at the man standing before her. He loomed over her, exuding an imperial aura just like before—unaffected and unchanged—but there was no more affection or care in his eyes.ed a milestone for both her career and Lin Ning's.The meeting between Cheng Anya and Nuan in the hospital surprised and amused Anya. She saw that Nuan was carrying some medicine, so when they crossed...