Rebirth Group Favorite: The Big Brother's Beautiful Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chu Ziyan frowned: "I'm fine, don't come here."

Qin Junze turned a deaf ear to it.

He approached, and then, kneeling on one knee, squatted down in front of her.

Those eyes, which were already gloomy, were now close in front of them, with a compelling light.

Chu Ziyan instinctively felt a hint of danger.

She tried to sit up straight, making a cold look.

"What do you want to do?"

"What do you think? Lonely men and widows, the atmosphere is just right."

Chu Ziyan almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "You call this a good atmosphere?"

There's a group of terrorists out there! Dogs!

Under her fierce gaze, Qin Junze slowly raised that pale finger, and then stretched it toward her face.

"Go away!"

Chu Ziyan was so angry that he stretched out his hand and pinched his wrist.

However, as soon as I exerted force, I felt the blood in my body churning and entangled my internal organs, which was extremely uncomfortable.

pain.

At this moment, a hand touched her forehead.

"Your body is a little hot."

"roll!"

"If you were in normal times, you would have broken my arm by now. It seems that you are really weak."

"roll!"

"Is that the only word you can say to me?"

"Go away!"

Chu Ziyan's chest heaved greatly, and because of his abnormal body, his eyes were slightly red.

It's extreme anger.

But she doesn't know.

This appearance, in the eyes of the other party, is an indescribable temptation.

In front of him, the girl's pink lips were slightly parted, her eyes were slightly red.

With the classic and gentle makeup, it is as soft as a puddle of water.

make people...

Can't help but want to bully.

The melancholy in Qin Junze's eyes dissipated, gradually casting a dark light.

The violent elements in the body seemed to be surging again.

Chu Ziyan noticed that his eyes were wrong.

She stared coldly, stretched out her hand and flung it towards his face.

But soon, he pinched the wrist.

Qin Junze pressed her and my wrists against the ruins above my head.

His eyes are dangerous.

"You look like this, but it's easy to bully."

"Bully your sister!"

"I don't have a sister."

"Bullying your uncle!"

"Girls, don't always talk about the uncle."

Qin Junze stared at her with evil eyes, then stretched out his other hand towards her lips.

Chu Ziyan was very angry.

He opened his mouth, and was about to bite his salty pig's hand, but suddenly felt a coldness in his mouth.

Then something sweet slid down her throat.

At the same time, Qin Junze let go of her hand.

Chu Ziyan pinched his throat and opened his eyes wide in horror.

"What did you feed me?"

"Painkillers." Qin Junze's voice was light, "You look very uncomfortable."

At the end, he added: "Don't worry, there are no side effects. I have been taking it for more than ten years."

Chu Ziyan: ...

She was angry and speechless.

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

Hearing this, Qin Junze did not speak.

He looked at her fixedly, his deep eyes fell on her face, as if he wanted to see her into his heart.

Then, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Am I nice to you?"

Chu Ziyan: "Hehe."

Qin Junze: "So you should treat me better?"

Chu Ziyan frowned, and was about to say "Shenjingbing".

Suddenly seeing Qin Junze leaning over, a trace of sadness flashed across his melancholy eyes, he said softly.

"treat me better."

Chu Ziyan:?

"Don't hate me."

He uttered a few words, and then, he fell forward and fell beside her.

Chu Ziyan opened his eyes wide and was stunned for a moment.

Then he turned to look at the weak man beside him.

The place where his arm was injured was bleeding profusely.

The whole arm was soaked in blood.

Chu Ziyan: ...

Apparently, he was telling the truth.

*

In the bombed-out art museum, a group of burly men in body armor with machine guns on their faces looked hideous.

The leading man had cyan tattoos on his arms, his blond hair was cut short, and his face was quite upright.

However, this man has no left ear.

He looked at the location information sent by his companion, with a ferocious expression on his face, and then led his men forward.

"The one surnamed Qin is trapped, Ross and the others are fighting against the hidden guards of the Qin family!"

Someone behind him cursed: "Qin Junze was so lucky that he was not killed by the bomb!"

"Heh, it's just right that he's not dead. I just want to catch him with my own hands, and then... make his life worse than death!"

Max touched the position of his cut off left ear, and the hatred in his eyes surged wildly.

He was turned into a street rat by Qin Junze before, and he will always remember this grudge!

Just worrying about not having a chance to kill him, someone just threw an olive branch...

The guy who worked with them before said that as soon as the anteroom exploded, he told them to act immediately.

At that time, in the chaos, they will bombard for a while, and Qin Junze will definitely die!

But now, it seems that something unexpected happened...

He frowned, and was about to walk towards the sent location when the walkie-talkie rang.

Max saw that it was from Dan who was fighting with someone outside.

Dan and the others are all mercenaries hired by him from a world-class mercenary regiment. Each of them has been contaminated with dozens of lives, and they are like killing machines.

It should be more than enough to deal with the hidden guard of the Qin family.

"Dan, is it resolved? We've already made an emergency landing at the art gallery, so come to me right away!"

Then the voice fell, but there was no sound over there.

Max was impatient.

"Why don't you speak?"

Slowly, there came a lazy voice, some blunt English, with a light tone.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but... I can't say it anymore."

Max was shocked.

"Who are you?!"

"It seems that you have already arrived at the second master's side, so I won't talk about it, thanks~"

Subsequently, the walkie-talkie was hung up.

A look of astonishment appeared on Max's face.

Is it the secret guard of the Qin family? !

how is this possible……

Dan has never missed a shot, and there are more than a dozen elite killers!

On the other side, Wei Tu sat next to the corpse, hung up the walkie-talkie in his hand, and frowned slightly.

It will take 5 minutes to rush back from here.

I don't know if Second Master's weak body can hold on.

In case the food is suspended, wouldn't he be unemployed?

"Um..."

There was a painful whimper at my feet.

Wei Tu lowered his head and saw the dying man with blood on his face, he turned the knife slightly.

Smile softly and harmlessly.

Spit out two words.

"Close your eyes."

The man on the ground opened his eyes wide in horror. Before he could react, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.

A bloodstain appeared on the neck.

Seeing his unrepentant expression, Wei Tu tilted his head and thought for a while.

Also.

He can't understand Chinese.

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