The bald head howled in his heart, how could he dare to say that this man was Mo Nanjue, a Mo Nanjue who was feared by everyone, and who was running into the military and political circles. Even the Ruan family was afraid of him half to death...

It won't work even if you say both sides...

Ruan Yilan is really confused, why should he provoke Mo Nanjue's woman?

Just as he was hesitating, a trace of cruelty flashed through Mo Nanjue's obsidian-like black eyes. The bald man was about to speak, but all he could hear was a heartbreaking cry, "Ah——"

boom!

Three gunshots rang out again in the quiet suburbs.

The bald head was twitching all over, rolling his eyes, and almost dying.

Mo Nanjue smiled coldly, blew lightly at the still smoking muzzle, and struck the bald head hard again, "I cripple your limbs because you are still useful. What you did today is

Whatever you do, I will let you pay it back in the rest of my life!"

As soon as the man turned around and left, the man in black came over quickly, put the bald head into a black bag, zipped it up, and carried it into a helicopter at the end.

"What was the sound just now?"

Tong Ran lay dazedly on Mo Nanjue's shoulder, opened his eyes a crack and looked behind him, "You killed them all?!"

The voice suddenly became louder and full of shock.

Mo Nanjue...really killed them all?!

Although it was for her, but... wouldn't it be too cruel?

Tong Ran felt chilled in her heart. He could drive such a top-notch military helicopter and come and go freely. It seemed that she really didn't understand Mo Nanjue's mysterious identity at all...

The man was noncommittal, hugged her tightly and stepped into the helicopter, "Shut your mouth, save some strength and explain to me later."

...This man really won't let her go easily.

Tong Ran shut her mouth obediently. She was so weak now that it would do no good to anger him.

After getting on the helicopter, Tong Ran was about to sit aside, but Mo Nanjue had no intention of letting go and changed her into a position where she was holding her horizontally in his arms.

It's like... holding a baby.

Tong Ranxing's eyes were closed tightly, and his body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

But the man thought she was not sleeping peacefully, so he put his hand on her back and patted her gently, following her breathing, again and again.

Movements are gentle.

It's gentle and intoxicating.

Tong Ran frowned slightly in disbelief, but did not dare to move. She had to secretly open her eyes a crack, and what she saw was a handsome face with thin lips of a man. While patting her, he stretched out his hand to touch her

He rubbed it lightly on his cheek.

Her face is dirty.

Moreover, the place where he just rubbed her... was the stain of her tears.

Is this man wiping her tears?

He usually avoids even her hair being messy, but now he reaches out to help her wipe the tears on her dirty cheeks?

This must be her illusion.

She turned her head away, pretending to turn over in sleep, and buried her face deeply into his chest.

After turning over, Tong Ran realized that his right leg was pressing down on Mo Nanjue's hand.

But the man didn't move or take his hand out, he just let her press her quietly.

Until the helicopter landed in the middle of the garden of Dihao Longyuan.

After being carried off the helicopter by Mo Nanjue, Tong Ran raised his head with sleepy eyes and realized that there was only this helicopter on the lawn.

Mo Nanjue carried her all the way into the door. Butler Zhou was sitting on the sofa anxiously, looking away from time to time.
Chapter completed!