Adorable wife and sultry: Zhan Qiye, don't be too bad

Chapter 269 The Strange Masked Man
"What do you know? Keep shouting, I'm going to lose too much blood."

Hearing this, Chu Qi hurriedly turned over his belongings, "Here is the medicine for the wound, my subordinates will bandage it for you first."

Qiao Mumu changed from his previous calmness and indifference, and groaned: "Take it easy, it hurts."

"You know the pain now, weren't you very brave when you held the dagger just now?"

"I have to frighten King Cao Yan. Of course, I can't be afraid of pain. Thinking about it, it's really scary. My legs are weak now." Qiao Mumu said intentionally.

Chuqi was silent.

"If King Cao Yan refused to let him go just now, do you really want to shoot?"

Qiao Mumu blinked, "Of course I have to shoot, don't worry, I have no bullets in this gun."

Qiao Mumu laughed, threw the gun aside, seeing Feng Xinglie didn't speak, but stared at her inexplicably, her back felt a chill.

"It's okay, go back, if you fall further, I really can't save you."

After finishing speaking, she and Chu Qi were about to leave.

"why?"

The hoarse man's voice was full of doubts.

Qiao Mumu stopped and didn't look back: "I promised someone that I will protect your life no matter what."

As for who that person was, Qiao Mumu did not say.

But if she didn't tell, wouldn't Feng Xinglie not be able to guess?
Feng Xinglie glanced at her gradually walking away back, struggled to pick up the gun she dropped.

There are a total of six bullets in the clip.

Didn't she say that there were no bullets in the gun?
For a moment, Feng Xinglie frowned, completely unable to understand Qiao Mumu's intentions.

After walking away, Chu Qi stared at Qiao Mumu with a solemn expression, "Miss, your gun is mine. I know best whether it has bullets. You just threatened Cao Yanwang with your life? Then what is Cao Yanwang? , can you threaten casually? That's a dead-brained idea, in case you..."

Qiao Mumu gave him a blank look, "You're getting more and more verbose, just like the aunt in the vegetable market, a bit noisy."

"……Miss!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, we can go back to Fufeng after this matter is settled, you make arrangements and leave immediately."

"Let's go right away...you won't go back and talk to Zhan Yichen?"

Qiao Mumu shook his left hand, which was wrapped like a rice dumpling, "I'm going back now, can he let me go?"

"Right."

Qiao Mumu leaned on the car cushion and said lazily, "Go back."

It was almost half a month since she agreed to go back to see Yu Shen, and she would consider it fulfilling her promise when she went back.

Billion International.

"gone?"

"You just left, sir, you..."

"Things are all arranged. If something really happens, you can figure it out."

"Father!"

The man's back is firm, cold and arrogant, gradually disappearing into the night, only his voice is still echoing in my ears: "I have made up my mind."

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Fufeng is a very special place. Here, there are all kinds of people. Of course, the most people are those who escape from the outside noise, killing, calculation and desire.

The first thing Qiao Mumu did when he returned to Fufeng was not to go back to Sansheng Pavilion, but to stay in an ancient inn in Fufeng.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

She wants to study the map of the stone castle carefully, and if the bad old man doesn't agree to release him, she will rob the prison.

After taking all possible possibilities into consideration, Qiao Mumu formulated three highly feasible plans.

Qiao Mumu leaned on Concubine Xiang's couch, silently carving those plans into her mind.

"I really want to make a call to Zhan Yichen, but my phone might be filled with stuff by people from Sanshengge, what if I get into trouble for him?"

The signal tower of Sansheng Pavilion is nearby, and there are countless hackers. To put it bluntly, these hackers are dedicated to collecting information for Sansheng Pavilion. If she sends a message to Zhan Yichen here, she will definitely be discovered.

Only after learning lovesickness, lovesickness will be harmed.

This is true, I don't know if he misses me or not.

Qiao Mumu was secretly tangled in his heart.

knock knock knock.

"Who?"

"Miss, it's me."

"come in."

Seeing Chuwu appear in a black outfit, Qiao Mumu blinked his eyes, and then saw a tall man with a well-behaved figure following him, and frowned, "Who is he?"

Still wearing a mask?
"Miss, this is our newly selected elite, code-named fifteen, whether it is marksmanship or close combat, information processing, escape and hiding, these skills are all full marks."

"Oh?" Qiao Mumu blinked, "Sounds a bit better than you."

"Ashamed subordinate."

"You have something to do with me?"

"The pavilion master already knows about your return to Fufeng, and wants to see you."

Qiao Mumu was not surprised.

Perhaps the moment she first set foot on the land of Fufeng, the bad old man knew she was back.

"Go back to Sansheng Pavilion and tell me to clean up my room. Besides, I don't want anyone to give me a welcome banquet. I want to sleep!"

"Are you going back now?"

"Who said I'm going back now, I'll go back tomorrow. You go!"

"Fifteen will stay and protect you."

"In Sansheng Pavilion, are you still afraid that something will happen to me?"

"Miss, be careful when sailing for ten thousand years."

Waving his hand, Qiao Mumu said seriously, "Okay, I see, you go back first."

When Chuwu left, he took a deep look at Shiwu, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Take good care of Miss."

Hearing these strange words, an inexplicable feeling flashed across Qiao Mumu's heart, and the feeling disappeared in a flash.

Strange, isn't it to protect her? How did it become a caretaker?
The word sounds weird.

After Chuwu went out, Qiao Mumu looked at the man named Shiwu, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

"The face is ugly." He seemed not to talk, his voice was hoarse and not pleasant at all.

Inexplicably, Qiao Mumu misses Zhan Yichen's voice, sexy and hoarse, full of magnetism.

Curving his eyes, Qiao Mumu said, "Are you afraid of scaring me, or are you inferior and don't want others to see you?"

"Afraid to scare the lady."

"If that's the case, you don't have to cover it up. Show me. If you don't see clearly, I dare not let you protect me." Qiao Mumu said seriously.

This person gave her a familiar feeling, but she couldn't put it into words.

She didn't seem to know such a No. [-] person.

The man pondered for a moment, his voice became hoarse, "Miss really want to see?"

"Look!"

The man slowly and firmly took off the black mask on his face. When the face with intertwined scars was revealed, Qiao Mumu's eyes widened.

He quickly put on the mask, "I'm scaring Miss."

"No, I'm just curious, your face..."

Why so many scars?
It looked like someone had intentionally scratched it, the scars were horrible.

The man said indifferently, "I'm used to it."

"You were selected by yourself on the fifth day of the lunar new year? Don't be the eyeliner that the bad old man deliberately placed beside me."

"Subordinates are not qualified to see the pavilion master."

The tone of his speech has always been indifferent, without emotion, not like a guard or a killer, but like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

No, although he is tall and handsome, his face... really has nothing to do with a god, especially this voice, which is not magnetic at all.

The more he looked, the more curious Qiao Mumu became. This man's face was disfigured, and he couldn't tell whether he was handsome or not, but his eyes... were as black as ink, deep and gloomy, as if...

Her eyes widened suddenly!
(End of this chapter)