Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

The bullet passed through the wind and hit Muge directly on the head, causing a sensation in the audience.

Plop!
Mu Ge lay on the ground without making a sound.

"!!!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, call the police immediately!"

Blood flowed horizontally, all the reporters panicked and exclaimed one after another!
Seeing this scene, Bai Yangyang raised his eyes to look in the direction of the bullet.

Not far away, a man wearing sunglasses stood on the roof.

When the four eyes met, there was a faint burst of fire!

Bai Yangyang threw off the person in the hall, and chased after him all the way.

"Don't run!"

The man seemed to hear the voice, and jumped up from the roof.

disappeared without a trace.

Bai Yangyang chased after him, but saw nothing but some traces on the railing.

It was left behind while driving a gun.

Bai Yangyang stared at the trace and clenched his fists.

Before Mu Ge died, she said her surname was Mo, could it be that she was from the Mo family?

If this is the case, will her appearance be a game from the beginning——

Or, her every move is under the monitoring of the Mo family.

Suddenly, Bai Yangyang only felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, along his limbs and bones, and reach his heart, the chill was bitter.

Even though it was a rare sunny day, she felt like she was in an ice cellar.

Chilled all over.

Bai Yangyang tightly clasped his palms, his eyes shone with a deep light.

News spread that Muge was shot, and Zhan Beixiao rushed to the scene immediately.

Seeing Bai Yangyang standing by the window, his figure was thin.

He walked over, took off his coat and put it on her: "Scared?"

Bai Yangyang shook his head: "No."

"Before she died, Mu Ge said that she was from the Mo family. Could it be that the Mo family is secretly fueling the flames?"

Bai Yangyang clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhan Beixiao reached out to pull her into his arms, knowing the meaning of Bai Yangyang's words, and could understand her fear.

"No matter who is behind the scenes, there is me behind you."

Bai Yangyang smelled a familiar smell, and the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

Muge's death made her realize that the Mo family did not stay away from the imperial capital as rumored.

On the contrary, perhaps from the very beginning, the Mohists were observing the situation in the imperial capital.

And every step she took, every thing she checked, might be within the calculations of the Mo family.

This is the first time since she was reborn, she felt the strength of her opponent.

She grabbed Zhan Beixiao's skirt, her eyes were red, she took a deep breath, trying to restrain her emotions.

"Idyll is dead, and it's all over."

The previous things are over, and the future things have just begun.

Pastoral was shot on the spot, and no one could leave the scene.

The police arrived, and everyone cooperated to record a statement.

There is an irresolvable conflict between Bai Yangyang and Muge, and she is the most likely to pay for the murder.

But Bai Yangyang was in the conference hall the whole time, and the police made a record. Due to Zhan Beixiao's majesty, he had to let him go.

All of Bai Yangyang's call records have been checked, but there is no trace.

After leaving the hotel, Bai Yangyang was carried into the car by Zhan Beixiao.

"your hands--"

His hands aren't quite healed yet.

Zhan Beixiao didn't care about these things: "Small problems."

He put Bai Yangyang down, and gently placed his big hand on her waist: "Do you love me?"

He intentionally changed the topic, trying to divert Bai Yangyang's attention.

Bai Yangyang bit her lips lightly, leaned in front of him, and kissed his chin, "My heart aches."

She felt sorry for him.

There was a flash of light in Zhan Beixiao's eyes, and his big hand stroked the skin on her waist.

"I have asked Jiang Xun to investigate the pastoral matter, and I believe there will be a result soon."

No matter who she is and why she targets Bai Yangyang, she needs to find out the truth.

Bai Yangyang hummed.

At this time, Feng Shuo and others walked out of the hotel.

Bai Yangyang saw him and got out of the car.

"President Feng."

Seeing Bai Yangyang, Feng Shuo raised his hand, signaling Feng Yang and others not to approach.

"President Feng, thank you for today's matter."

Bai Yangyang didn't expect Feng Shuo to appear here, but his appearance helped her.

Feng Shuo glanced at Bai Yangyang, letting go of his usual indifference.

"You don't need to thank me, I just want to restore the truth."

Feng Shuo intervened only because Bai Yangyang was Mo Qingshuang's daughter.

He turned away.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and stood with his hands behind his back.

"My previous proposal has always been effective. When you figure it out, you can come to me."

He also wanted Bai Yangyang to be his successor.

Bai Yangyang pursed her lips, her eyes gleamed a little: "President Feng, I will seriously consider your proposal."

Mu Ge was shot dead in public, and she had no clue.

All these are reminding her that if she wants to take the initiative, she must have enough bargaining chips, otherwise, she will be dominated by others for the rest of her life.

She knew that cooperating with Feng Shuo was tantamount to stepping into the den of wolves and tigers.

However, what Feng Shuo held was what she wanted.

Feng Shuo raised his eyebrows, as if expecting her to figure it out: "I'll wait for your news."

"President Feng."

"I remember you said before that if you hadn't come to this point, you might not know the news of my mother's death. Do you know something inside?"

Bai Yangyang stared at Feng Shuo, not daring to be careless, as if he wanted to get some clues from him.

Feng Shuo didn't expect Bai Yangyang to think of this, so he chuckled lightly.

"Go and check Qiu's house."

"The Qiu family?"

Bai Yangyang frowned. The Qiu family in the imperial capital is the most prosperous family in the imperial capital except for the four great families. It is said that their industries spread all over the country, and it can be said to be incomparably rich.

"The current wife of the Qiu family is Mo Qingxue, your mother's younger sister."

"That's all I can say. You can check the rest yourself."

After Feng Shuo left, Bai Yangyang stared at his back and returned to the car for a long time.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhan Beixiao looked at Bai Yangyang with deep eyes.

"He asked me to take over his business before. I refused before, but now, I hesitate."

Bai Yangyang answered truthfully, a little uncertain.

Accept it, and maybe step into the next trap.

But if she gives up, she may be caught in the Mo family's calculations again.

She is now forced onto a single-plank bridge, and there may be calculations before and after, and she is in a dilemma.

Zhan Beixiao leaned on the soft chair, and when he heard this, he became very excited.

"Actually, Feng Shuo currently has enough power to speak in the Feng family. Even if you cooperate with him, there won't be too many disadvantages for you."

"However, the Feng family is not united."

"I know what you're worried about. Instead of being so anxious and worried that the Mo family will plot again, it's better to grab all the chips you can and let yourself have the ability to fight back."

Zhan Beixiao speaks earnestly and earnestly. He is good at seeking skins from tigers. He was able to climb to his current position at a young age, and he fought his life for it.

Bai Yangyang seemed to understand something, and his eyes suddenly became firm.

"I see."

The black car started and went straight to Yueya Xiaozhu.

Back home, Bai Yangyang pushed open the bedroom door and called Feng Shuo: "I promise you."