Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

The tears seemed to fall on my heart, burning my heart.

Fu Lingxiao put his thin lips on the end of Mu Xing's red eyes, kissed her tears away gently, and touched her forehead, "Baby, when I find out the truth, will you marry me?"

Mu Xing stared blankly at the deep-set eyebrows close at hand, "Is my uncle proposing to me?"

Proposal?

If it weren't for the fact that this little guy hadn't reached the legal age for marriage, and if there were no barriers between them, he would have wanted to get the certificate directly.

"Then do you agree, baby?"

Fu Lingxiao gently stroked Mu Xing's delicate cheek and asked softly.

The little girl looked at him without saying a word, her clean and bright deer eyes filled with mist.

After a moment, she suddenly put her hands around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"Little uncle, no matter what happens in the future, this moment is enough for me."

The little girl choked out these words, which inexplicably gave Fu Lingxiao an illusion.

just like……

Staying together now is overdrafting their future.

The fear that has been lingering in my heart for a long time has become more and more intense.

His tight arms passed through her thin back, completely encircling her and kneading her into his arms, leaving her no room to escape.

Controlling the almost out-of-control emotions, he kissed her lips hard, "Baby, we won't just have this moment."

"We will get married, have children, and grow old together day and night..."

The low, deep voice, with an almost drowning tone, outlines their lives.

Simple, warm, and even ordinary, for a person who doesn't know tomorrow, it is as elusive as the moon in the mirror.

Mu Xing buried her face into the man's strong chest, closed her tearful eyes, and gave a gentle 'grace' in her heart.

-

Early the next morning.

When Fu Lingxiao woke up, he found that his vision was still clear.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his arms. The little thing tossed and turned all night long and fell asleep just before dawn. At this time, he was sleeping deeply.

In the dim light, he admired the little girl's sweet sleeping face for a while. He gently took out the arm that was pillowed by her, helped her tuck the quilt, pressed a kiss on her forehead, got up and walked into the bathroom.

After washing up, he dressed neatly and walked out of the room quietly.

"Master, why did you come down by yourself?"

Butler Wu saw him coming down the stairs and hurriedly ran up to help him.

Fu Lingxiao missed the hand he extended.

Butler Wu was stunned for a moment. The man had already strode downstairs. "I'm going out for a while. When Mu Xing wakes up, you tell her that I went to the company."

Looking at the steady figure from behind, Butler Wu suddenly realized, could the young master's eyes be seen? !

The motorcade was already waiting at the door of the villa. Fu Lingxiao got into the car and said coldly: "Go to Canglong."

two hours later.

The convoy slowly drove into the Canglong Special Warfare Base and stopped in front of the building.

Situ Xun stepped forward and opened the car door, "Master Fu, we have been taken to the central execution ground."

"kindness."

-

The central execution place in the prison.

The dark red ground seemed to be soaked in the blood of countless people, and the smell of blood in the air lingered for a long time.

The haggard Lan Xuan was hung in the air by an iron hook hooked to her collarbone.

She had passed out from the pain, her head drooped, her long hair as messy as withered grass covered her face, blood overflowed from her collarbone, slowly dripped down, and dripped down her toes.

Lan Hua was led to kneel on the ground in front of her, looking up at her, her dark eyes full of remorse and heartache.

The leather shoes hit the ground, and the sound of steady footsteps echoed in the empty execution ground.

Lan Hua turned her head and looked fiercely, hatred almost bursting out of her eyes.

Fu Lingxiao walked over to meet the murderous gaze, sat down on the chair, looked at Lan Hua with cold eyes and said slowly: "Is there anything you want to tell me, Uncle Lan?"

Lan Hua was held captive and unable to move, and she roared angrily: "Let Xuan'er go!"

"Whether you let her go or not depends on you, Uncle Lan."

Fu Lingxiao looked indifferent, resting his arms on the armrest and tapping his fingertips.

Under the three-dimensional brows, those deep eyes were filled with murderous aura, and his cold and powerful aura added a terrifying sense of oppression to the already depressing and terrifying environment.

Lan Hua gritted her teeth, glared at Fu Lingxiao, and didn't speak again for a long time.

Fu Lingxiao tugged at his thin lips and smiled coldly: "You don't want to speak? I'll help you."

After saying that, he raised his hand.

The executioner standing aside came forward with a sharp knife, cut open Lan Xuan's clothes, cut off a piece of meat, and threw it on the ground in front of Lan Hua.

The bright red flesh stung Lan Hua's eyes, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.

The executioner continues...

Lan Xuan, who was in a coma, felt pain, trembled, and woke up.

What he saw when he opened his eyes was a sharp blade piercing into her flesh, gouging out a piece of flesh.

The extreme pain hit her, and she struggled slightly, and the iron hook rubbed her collarbone, causing fatal pain, almost making her faint again.

"dad……"

She weakly shouted to Lan Hua who was kneeling on the ground, "Save me...Dad..."

The sound of the blade piercing flesh, the sound of blood dripping, and the sound of my daughter calling for help.

The sound penetrates the eardrums.

Lan Hua could withstand any torture in the world, but she could not withstand such a heart-wrenching scene.

"I tell you!"

He looked at Fu Lingxiao, his eyes tearing, "I'll tell you whatever you want to know! Let Xuan'er go!"

Fu Lingxiao signaled the executioner to stop, and looked at Lan Hua gloomily, "Who asked you to set fire to Mu's house back then? Why did you do that?"

"It was my decision to set fire to Mu's house."

Lan Hua looked at Fu Lingxiao and said:

"Back then, Brother Fu accidentally discovered that Mu Zhengnian's Institute of Pharmacology had been secretly cultivating bacterial biochemical weapons using human bodies. Our in-depth investigation found that the large-scale Storm 101 bacterial virus was also related to him. There seemed to be something behind him. There are overseas forces.

Brother Fu handed over the evidence he had investigated, and then received news that Mu Zhengnian was going to attack the Fu Group. Brother Fu wanted to join forces with Lu Yuan to deal with Mu Zhengnian, but Lu Yuan refused.

Later, when I monitored Mu Zhengnian, I learned that the evidence had already fallen into his hands. Not only did he want to swallow up the Fu Group, he also sent a killer to assassinate Brother Fu. I contacted Brother Fu immediately. But it's still too late, something has happened to you.

Brother Fu and sister-in-law died unjustly, I must avenge them! Mu Zhengnian is not enough to apologize! The entire Mu family is enough! "

Fu Lingxiao's handsome face was tense, and his big knuckled hands tightly grasped the armrest.

The father is innocent, the murderer is Lan Hua, and the initiator of everything is Mu Zhengnian...

Is this the truth back then?

Fu Lingxiao pursed her thin lips and said, "Why didn't you tell me this in the first place? Why did you fake your death? Why do you still hide it from me after you come back?"