Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 44 In the middle of the night, someone opened the door? !

Under the arrangement of Shen Hao and Aunt Liu, all the matters of the funeral went smoothly.

For the whole afternoon, Mo Chou stayed on the third floor.

In addition to consulting a lot of information she needs, she spends the rest of the time practicing in the big practice room on the third floor.

She still doesn't know much about this body.

Only by understanding your body can you best use your body's energy,

This is what her mentor said, although it is simple, it is a wise saying.

The items in the sixth closet, except for the grenades,
Mochou played with all the knives and guns.

Not because of fun, but just to get familiar with the feel of the hands now.

In addition to the butterfly knife that Leo bought her earlier, she also strapped the fierce harpoon survival knife to her thigh.

The pursuit of the parrot head and Mo Fei's warning before his death, "don't trust anyone", all reminded her that the current situation is very dangerous.

Although there is no rule in this association that the son inherits the father's career,

However, in the entire huge Qinglong enterprise, Mo Fei is the largest shareholder,

After he died, these shares naturally fell into Mo Chou's hands.

The current Qinglong Enterprise and the Qinglong Gang are undoubtedly a big piece of fat, who doesn't want to take a bite.

And Mo Chou is undoubtedly the biggest obstacle in the eyes of these careerists.

In the face of money and power, ambitious people will always take risks,
Even if someone attacked the manor at night, Mo Chou would not be too surprised.

Mo Chou didn't care about these.

She just wants to fulfill the duty of being a daughter and giving loyalty to Mo Fei, and then she will leave here.

As for Qinglong Enterprise and Qinglong Gang, let them fight to the death.

Before that, she didn't want anyone to harass her.

She's not afraid, she just doesn't want trouble.

Of course, if there is really bad luck looking for her, then it's not her fault.

Fill that silver Sandhawk bullet from the closet,
Putting it under the pillow, Mo Chou lay down directly on the big comfortable bed.

She had just closed her eyes when the door lock suddenly clicked softly, and her door opened slowly.

(End of this chapter)