Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

The night is getting darker.

The posture and expression of the girl on the sofa in the living room was a little tired.

Chen Nian came over and bowed slightly, "Miss, it's already eleven o'clock, you should go back to your room to rest."

Shen Bei's tired face was stained with melancholy again, "Sister Xiao Nian, haven't Mu Ye and Dad ever come out of the study?"

"Not yet, sir and Master Mu have been in for nearly an hour."

As soon as the words fell, the outline of a tall and straight figure jumped into the eyes.

Shen Bei raised her eyes and met the young man at the stairs.

Shen Bei took a bath, she was wearing a light yellow nightdress, with a slender neck, and her upper body was still wrapped in a wide shawl.

She had black and soft long hair loose, and her small face without makeup was as beautiful and fair as ivory, and Mu Ye was stunned for two seconds.

Mu Ye smiled slightly, walked straight to her, took her hand very naturally and walked out of the villa.

Chen Nian, who was standing beside him, frowned, and swallowed the words he wanted to say.

The bright moonlight hangs high in the dark blue sky, and there is a cool breeze.

The warm yellow light outside the villa enveloped Shen Bei's figure, reflecting her goddess like a mural.

Mu Ye looked deeply at the gentle and charming girl in front of him, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

With one hand resting on her side face, her eyes are soft and tender, and her voice is as warm as ever.

"Abei, I may have to go back to Country F again."

Shen Bei nodded, her eyelashes fluttered, and her voice was soft, "Mu Ye, for your father, I know that your mother's death has a lot to do with him, and you will not forgive your father."

When Mu Ye heard that it was about his father, he frowned slightly and moved his lips: "What do you want to say?"

"I spent a lot of time with him today and I want to tell you that he looked very sad."

Mu also sneered as if hearing some joke, and the veins on the back of the hanging hand bulged, "Is he sad? But he has no right to be sad."

His mother was still alive at that time, and she was really gentle, but after she got sick, she looked depressed, her eyes were full of pain and sadness.

That memory is as far away as a dream, and with a light touch, it will be broken into countless fragments.

His mother is dead, can his father pretend to be affectionate to make his mother come back to life?

Ridiculous!

The night covered the contours of the young man from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose, gloomy and three-dimensional.

The eyes that are close at hand are full of silence.

After standing still for a long while, Shen Bei was overwhelmed with thoughts, her nose was sore, she stretched out her arms to hug him, and leaned into his arms, "Mu Ye, after knowing your story, I realized how cowardly I am."

She even hated herself for being so weak and incompetent.

Mu also understood that the two of them are not comparable.

Under his loose and ostentatious surface, there is endless depravity and cruelty.

As for Shen Bei, she is young and has experienced very few things.

Her temperament is very pure, not pure, nor simple, the kind of innocence that is still white even if thrown into the mud.

Before Mu Ye could open his mouth to comfort her, the person in his arms pressed his rosy cheeks against him, and spoke again: "Mu Ye, I will accompany you in the future, and you will no longer be alone."

Mu Ye's life is so depressing, she thinks she will be with him in the future.

The girl's affection gradually grew into a towering tree with the passage of time.

The light fragrance in his bosom was refreshing, and Mu Ye was startled, and buried his head in the crook of her fragrant neck, these words set off fireworks in his heart.

Enough is enough, at least with her, he will no longer live the twisted and dark life in the past.

Mu Ye closed her eyes, her breath tangled gently like a silk thread brushing her ears, and said, "Abei, remember what you said, if you go back on your word, don't blame me."

If she wasn't young, he really wished he could have her right now.

He was very restrained, but the scorching palm betrayed his thoughts.

He didn't want to restrain himself at all.

He really wanted to eat her.

Shen Bei felt the warmth and heat of his embrace, his broad and solid chest, and his powerful arms confining her in his embrace like irons.

Mu Ye pulled Shen Bei out of his arms, his eyes were fixed on her face, and he refused to move away for a long time.

"I'll take you to see my mother after I've dealt with everything."

He has to deal with all the matters of the Capet family one by one, and the danger of reckless targeting of her will never be allowed to happen in the future.

Shen Bei's eyes were bent, a slight dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes looked straight at him, her expression was sincere, "Okay, then we will go visit Aunt Mu together."

The face of the girl under the moon is as pure as an angel, and that bright smile seems to be sweet enough to touch people's hearts.

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country f.

In the evening, the drizzle had just stopped, and the humid air was filled with thin white mist.

In a certain dim room, a man with an extremely painful expression curled up on the ground clutching his stomach.

And another young and handsome man stood in the center. His black shirt, black trousers, spotless leather shoes, and the slightly open neckline seemed wild and unruly.

In addition, there are more than a dozen men standing on both sides of the room, including blue-eyed white men and black-eyed yellow men, wearing black combat uniforms with pistols on their waists, all of them are strong and powerful, with a vicious look on their faces.

They wore bluetooth headsets, had grim faces, and held ak47s in their hands.

Mu Ye smiled slightly, and aimed the gun between the man's eyebrows.

Iskai's eyes were red, and he roared angrily, "Mu Ye, you're crazy! I'm your big brother, are you going to kill brother?"

Although he was talking nonsense, his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Mu Yejun's face was gloomy, and he said sullenly: "My mother only gave birth to one, and you deserve it too?"

"You—" Iskai thought of something in an instant, and took out his father to suppress him, "If you kill me, father will not let you go."

Mu Ye snorted coldly, "The old man can't even take care of himself."

Iskai said with a sullen face, terrified: "What did you do to father?!"

Mu Ye patted his right cheek with the pistol weakly, sneered twice, and did not answer.

Iskai was lying on the ground, his veins were swollen from the rage and pain, and his back molars were almost broken.

"You lunatic!"

"He is our father!"

Mu also walked to the single leather sofa at the back, sat lazily on it, and crossed his legs casually.

After a long time, two tall men supported a man covered in blood and flung in front of Iskai.

Iskai stopped cursing and looked at the bloody man in astonishment. It was Dietrich.

Then a young man in a black combat uniform walked in. His skin was healthy and wheat-colored. He walked up to Mu Ye's side, bowed and said, "Master, the mission is completed."

Mu Ye opened his closed eyes lightly, and said calmly, "Mu Feng, hang up these two trash."

After a while, two tall shadows were hoisted up, their arms dangling back and forth.

The loud sound of the thick rope ripping through the air was accompanied by the howling and wailing of the two people who were suspended.

Mu Feng heard the report from the earphone, and he respectfully stated: "Master, all five mistresses and three children from Iskai's villa have also been brought here."

When Mu Ye heard the words, there was no expression on his face, "Bring them all in."

"Yes."

Then the five mistresses and three children were pressed in.

All of them had terrified expressions on their faces.

The pupils of the five mistresses widened when they saw the two who were being hung and whipped covered in blood, and two mistresses even screamed and cried out.

"Iske!"

Mu Ye gave an order in a deep voice, "Gag their mouths, it's too noisy."

Soon the screaming mistresses were gagged with rags.

They looked at the sitting Mu Ye in horror, and they naturally knew who he was.

The ungagged mistresses began begging Muya for mercy, to let them and their children go.

Mu Ye's handsome eyes squinted slightly, and his lips curled slightly, "I like to cut grass and roots!"