There was a slight gunshot, and Blunt's eyes widened, his body twitched slightly, and he became motionless again.
"So you are so cruel!" The soft voice narrated calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Lance was stunned for a moment, then smiled calmly, waved his hand, and motioned to the secret guards on the side to drag the body down, and then looked at the sky with his light blue eyes.
"I'm half as good as you."
Mu Ziluo smiled faintly and walked to his bedroom, "It's time for my princess to wake up."
Staring at Mu Zi's retreating back, Lance smiled strangely, put his hands behind his back, and enjoyed the fruits of victory.
"Master!"
"Huh?" Lance closed his eyes and hummed.
"The information you asked for has been found, about Mu Ziluo..."
Lance opened his eyes suddenly and raised his hand to stop his men's words.
He lowered his head slightly and said nothing.
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After returning to the dormitory and opening the bedroom door, Mu Ziluo was slightly stunned when he saw Wu Bingxuan bathing in the sun.
"Back?" Wu Bing turned around and stared at him with a smile.
"Yeah!" Coming to her side, Mu Ziluo gently held her right hand and said distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"
"I don't feel anything anymore." Leaning his head on his arm, Wu Bingxuan looked at the sky and said slowly: "Am I useless?"
Mu Ziluo frowned slightly, "Why do you think so?"
Wu Bingxuan remained silent for a long time before sighing slightly, "It's nothing!"
She really had no talent, so she took over the position of Mu Technology she founded, and was eventually eaten by Chu Wenbo, who came back to snatch the position of clan leader for her, but Abraham despised her from the bottom of his heart.
Without Ziluo, what else could she have achieved?
But no matter what Ziluo got for her, she couldn't keep it.
"Don't think too much." Mu Ziluo said worriedly as he smoothed her frown with slender fingers.
He didn't like the way she looked worried.
"Yes!" Wu Bingxuan nodded slightly and moved closer to him.
"Don't worry too much, I'm here!"
And there was a familiar sound of promise, Wu Bingxuan raised his lips slightly, and his dark eyes dimmed.
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It was night, the leaves were falling silently, and the whistling night wind blew by, bringing waves of chill.
"Is she asleep?"
A whisper of inquiry came from the dark bedroom.
"Yeah!" A cold hum from the window sill answered his question.
"Would you like a drink?" The figure came to his side, handed out a glass of whiskey, and stood beside him.
Taking the wine glass in his hand, Mu Ziluo frowned and glanced at him lightly.
"Does she know what you did?" Chu Mingyou narrated lightly as he took a sip of the wine in his glass.
The big hand holding the wine glass tightened, and Mu Ziluo remained silent.
"Chu Junxi is dead." Chu Mingyou smiled faintly and looked at the horizon, "Chu Wenbo sent Chu Xiujie to the Middle East. What are your plans next?"
"Do you have any good suggestions?" Mu Ziluo smiled coldly.
"Bring Wenwen along with you if you want to do anything! She hates it when others hide her."
Mu Ziluo looked at him deeply, "You don't want to see her?"
"I'll see you when it's time to see you." Chu Mingyou sighed slightly, "I feel relieved that she is by your side."
"You want me to tell Bing'er that you have been by her side for more than a year?" Mu Ziluo turned around, his blue eyes flashing sharply.