Hearing this, Admire Fan's gloomy and cold eyes suddenly became full of hostility. With a low and hoarse voice, he asked back in disbelief: "Did you get it out?!"

"Yes!" Sirius' respectful and mellow male voice sounded from the receiver.

Admire Fan's dark brown eyes narrowed suddenly, her beautiful and sexy thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the chill spread out.

Looking at the asphalt road not far away, cars coming and going, silent for a long time, admire Fan asked: "What's going on?!"

Obviously, he didn't do anything, man, how could he be found out? !

Sirius explained in detail: "Brother Ran was leading people on patrol in the afternoon, and he happened to see a man sneaking around outside the villa. After subduing him, a large number of white powdery unknown objects were found on his body." I gave it to Nishimachi for an examination, and he said it was heart medicine..."

……

Mu Wanqing didn't know why, she clearly didn't have any expectations in her heart, and told herself all the time: Don't expect extravagantly, don't fantasize.

However, every time, Yang Mufan didn't say anything, just left in a hurry, watching him go away and then disappear completely, she felt so lonely in her heart.

She turned to look at her son who was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. With slender fingers, she gently stroked his head, then lowered her head, and deeply imprinted one kiss after another on his handsome face... …

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A hidden dungeon, dark and damp.

In the dull air without convection, there was a strong and pungent smell of blood, as well as a disgusting rotten stench.

In the cell, the light was very dim, and there was only a light bulb covered in spider webs, hanging naked in mid-air.

Thirty well-trained special forces, armed with cold black sniper rifles, were divided into two rows in a figure-eight shape, standing neatly and straight at the entrance of the dungeon, watching the dungeon and the movement outside the door vigilantly.

Yang Mufan, dressed in black, was sitting lazily on a black leather sofa, with his long and powerful legs crossed.

Against the background of the dim orange light, a silver pistol that constantly exudes bursts of coldness is flipping back and forth in his right hand deftly.

In the dungeon, after the harsh sound of eager whips on flesh, there was a terrible silence.

"Kneel down for me——!!!" Tianhu commanded two special forces to remove a bloody man from the cross, and then roughly pushed him down to admire Fan's feet. Tianhu stomped hard on the man's back, then, twisting his ferocious face, with blood-red eyes, he said through gritted teeth, "If you don't want to suffer from flesh and blood, be honest, otherwise... I will chop you up!" Throw them into lumps and feed them to the dogs."

The dying man struggled to lift his eyelids stuck in blood.

The moment he looked up and saw the man who was emitting a breathtaking black breath of death, he couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

Looking from his direction, Yang Mufan happened to be against the light, and because of his deep facial features, his face was melted into a shadow, making it difficult to see his expression at this moment.

However, the aura of admiring Fan is so powerful that it can make a person tremble even in his soul.

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