Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

That kid was really capable, he even came up with this special method to infiltrate, and he had the potential to be an agent.

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The sirens were getting louder and louder, and it seemed that the police had cordoned off the building below.

Mu Baoer was dizzy. What is the origin of this Ji Mo? He was able to quickly find the official to do things for him. It seems that he has a good relationship with the local government.

But she didn't have time to think so much, she stretched her head out and saw that Ling Kong had quickly arrived downstairs, and waved her to tell her to go down quickly.

Looking at the twenty-meter-high building, Mu Baoer felt dizzy even more. She hit her head with a vase just now, and now she feels a little afraid of heights. Twenty meters, she still tried this kind of thrilling wall climbing.

But staying here is more dangerous, and it is a dead end after all.

Mu Baoer plucked up her courage, buckled the pulley of the waist sheath on the thick rope, then pulled the rope, took a few deep breaths, and prepared to climb up the window.

Bang The door of this decorated shop was suddenly knocked open by something, and then Mu Baoer heard the sound of fast and orderly footsteps approaching.

Her heart tightened violently, but she saw several menacing tall bodyguards appearing under the light, and the handsome man in the front with ice-cold fire in his eyes was descending like a devil, using a kind of "you are dead" staring at her, it was Master Ji Mo who had been murdered by her just now.

Mu Baoer gasped, this man woke up so quickly, is he human?Don't ordinary injections make people lie down like a dead pig for half a day?

Seeing Ji Mo's anger, she knew that if she didn't escape successfully today, what was waiting for her would be a big dismemberment, or being thrown on the bed, or being thrown to death, no matter what, it would be enough to make her terrified, Life is better than death.

"Mu Baoer, before you die, what else do you want to say?" Ji Mo shivered from his teeth, making his handsome face as terrifying as an angel of hell.

Holding the rope, Mu Baoer shook, bit her lip, and looked at him pitifully: "I want to say, why don't you let me go!"

The bodyguard behind Ji Mo couldn't help but chuckled, and Ji Mo's face suddenly became more gloomy, and he sneered.

"Let you go? Then where will I save my face? And I never accept losing bets. Come here, if you submit obediently, maybe I will be in a better mood and forgive your rebellion."

Ji Mo beckoned to her strangely, and Mu Baoer immediately felt hairy all over.

The ghost is about to pass, and if she loses, she will die miserably, so it's better to give it a go.

"I don't accept losing bets either, so, bye!" Mu Baoer jumped onto the windowsill.

Gritting his teeth and half loosening his wrist, he slid down, falling faster than expected, the night wind passing through his hair, chilling him.

When Ji Mo's furious face appeared in front of the window, she was already ten meters away from him.

"My lord, do you want to cut the rope?" The bodyguard behind looked at his murderous face and asked hurriedly.

Ji Mo clasped his fingers on the rope, a cruel cold light flashed in his eyes, and he tightened his fingers.

The bodyguard thought he was going to cut the rope, and hurriedly handed over the sharp blade. Ji Mo glanced at him with cold eyes, but let go of the rope.

"Go, go downstairs and catch them."

Mu Baoer fell rapidly, and in the end, her feet could no longer stand on the glass of the building. Falling at such a speed, she felt that she would break her bones.