CEO, Hold On A Moment

"What's wrong?" Joe was stunned.

What's wrong?

Subconsciously, she turned back and looked in the direction of officer Zhao's departure. Behind her, officer Zhao was stepping on the gangway of the plane. His right hand is holding the armrest, and his pace seems steady, but after a few steps, he has to stop to take a breath

It's normal.

After all, he was hurt.

"What's wrong?" Jomo's eyes retracted, looked back at Pianpian's direction, and asked directly.

"I can't tell..." Pianpian plucked that short hair, although with a strange face, but the anxiety between the eyebrows, is still clearly visible, "he is not the same as before."

Like to prove his words, Pian Pian thought for two seconds, looked up and eagerly continued -

"do you remember that I said he was' silly white sweet '? But he has changed now Half way through, she sighed. In the second half of the sentence, her voice was much lighter. "I was wondering if I hurt him so much? "

This is Pian Pian's guess.

As a spectator, Jomo could only listen in silence. After all, she has never liked officer Zhao, and has not had much contact with officer Zhao. She has no idea what kind of person officer Zhao should be.

But one thing is for sure: Pian Pian must have hurt him!

"I don't know..." Take a deep breath, Joe Mu truthfully but also dispirited reply. She shrugged. "How do you want me to help you? Try to make it up, or... "

"No!" In the middle of the conversation, Pian Pian's face changed and he interrupted.

She shook her head and raised her lips with a smile, with obvious bitterness in her eyes --

"I'll never count on it in my life. I just want to destroy it, destroy the shadow of so many years. If I'm still alive after that and he comes back safely We may still have a chance. "

"Very dangerous?" After listening to Pian Pian's words, Qiao Mu's heart sank. Her hidden worries were hooked up again.

"Maybe..." Pian Pian sighed ambiguously. Suddenly he turned his head and looked over. His eyes were like comfort and envy. "You are different from me. No one wants you to die. "

Huh?

Qiao Mu Wei was stunned.

But before she had time to ask, her figure was stiff. She took a look behind her, and the whole person went down, leaving only a "I'll go first", then she turned around and boarded the plane

Jomo turned back.

She looked behind her - Tang BeiYao was walking in that direction, his steps were not fast, and he was still commanding something. And at his side, with Gu siting and Bai Shiqi, as well as several subordinates.

They soon came near.

“…… At that time, Bai Shiqi will send a signal to you. Do you follow the signal? " Tang BeiYao stopped. What he had just said happened to be finished.

"I understand!" The subordinate nodded respectfully, then hurriedly helped to carry the simple luggage, and then withdrew from the apron.

They don't follow.

"Shall we go up first?" Gu Si Ting patted the clay of palm, pulled white 17 steps up the gangway.

Calm down.

The location of the apron, all of a sudden, was just the two of them.

"Let's go?" Take a deep breath, Joe Mu pulled out a smile, trying to maintain an optimistic expression, "just a few of us?" There were six of them, plus the bodyguards who had been on the throne before, but there were only ten of them.

"Well." Tang BeiYao nodded, "it's not easy to be found."

This time, they try to keep a low profile and be cautious. The specific plan, which they discussed, is now very clear: this time, in name, Pianpian Pian takes Jomo back as an emissary, so as to lower the vigilance of that organization, and then obtains the coordinates and positions, and catches all.

In other words -

on the surface: Pian Pian is still the leader.

"Good." Qiao Mu pursed her lips. "I can see that Pianpian Pian really wants to cooperate with us this time. There should be no problem. But Where shall we go now and settle down first? "

As she walked forward, she asked Tang BeiYao.

Then, she heard his voice coming from her side, calm and cold -

"old place. The secret city. "

……

The special plane leaves city A.

This time's action is confidential. With Tangmen's strength, outsiders will not know where they have gone? Even Outsiders don't know that they have left city A.

There will be no protection against famine.

The rest, you have to give it to Pianpian.

And now

They have to wait.

The plane runs smoothly and the cabin is very quiet. In the remaining hours of the flight, all they can do is sleep and conserve their energy.

Joe doesn't know when he fell asleep?

She was full of worries, looking at the clouds outside the cabin in a daze, but unconsciously, she fell into a dream, into the strange dream——"Here you are, Jomo."

Inside the dream, the voice pouring into the mind, with a shallow smile, but let people cool to the bottom of my heart.

Who?

It's wasteland.

The real waste.

He came into her eyes in that proud and calm manner. So real and so dangerous.

"It's your mission. You can't turn it around. You can only fulfill it." He seemed to be standing opposite her, so close and so far apart, only his voice was very clear. Like a judge, he told me slowly, "you don't have to fight with me. We are together."

"Go away!" Qiao Mu roared in her dream. She couldn't wait to get rid of the voice and make the figure disappear. "I'll never be the same as you! Get out of here

But she couldn't get rid of it.

Her power is so weak and small in the dream.

Until -

she saw someone show up and stand in front of her. With absolute protection, she helped her drive away the wasteland and overcome it It's Tang BeiYao. His eyes full of ochre, like the evil spirit coming out of hell, conquered the immortal myth like Huangliu.

"Tang BeiYao." She was full of joy and wanted to rush to him and hug him.

She wanted to share the joy of the end of the war.

However.

In her mind, however, there was a clear and familiar sneer -

"so what? He will die. He died when he was the strongest. "

Joe was in a panic.

So what should we do?

"How can he not die?" She raised her voice anxiously, but could not ask anyone. When the world around him quiets down, even the figure of Tang BeiYao in his dream gradually fades away

"No!" She drinks low.

This kind of hasty mood prompted her to open her eyes and suddenly wake up from the nightmare.

Jomo opened his eyes wide, staring blankly ahead for a long time, then slowly regained his consciousness - they were still on the plane. There's no war, there's no threat, they're just on their way.

On one side, the sky is blue; on the other side