The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

Mu Xichen didn't care about the thoughts of the people below. During this period of time, he used iron and blood methods to clean up the company, injected a lot of fresh blood, and the whole company showed a kind of vitality.

According to his observation, the most likely spy is his personal secretary Zhang Hai. This person is very capable. He was recruited from Tianye two years ago, but his resume before that was blank.

Moreover, only close-knit personnel and core personnel have the opportunity to know such extremely confidential things as subscripts, so he laid out a big net and waited for them to throw themselves into the net.

After taking care of the company in a few days, Mu Xichen felt bored, and went out for a few drinks according to his temper. After he was in a better mood, it was almost twelve o'clock.

He was walking on the road alone, because the road was very remote, so there was no one on the road, which seemed a bit gloomy.

Not paying attention to the vague footsteps, Mu Xichen walked forward, suddenly a person rushed out from the dark alley next to him, he took a step back slightly, the person fell directly on the ground in front of him, the whole person They have all become blood men, with dozens of knife wounds on their bodies, big and small, and blood is trickling out.

Mu Xichen walked around him without looking sideways, since he is not the Holy Mother, he would not meddle in other people's business.

It's a pity that some people obviously don't think so.

A few more people emerged from the alley one after another, all in black suits, holding an exquisite folding military knife in their hands, the blade was dripping with blood, which was particularly creepy against the background of their heavy breathing .

Several people quickly gathered around, and a man in black shouted, "Who?"

It's just that the pronunciation is not clear, with a strong foreign accent, which sounds extremely lame.

Seeing their stupid looks, Mu Xichen happily twitched the corners of his lips, would you ask who the other party is if you want to kill someone?

"Passerby." He spat out two words from his pretty thin lips, and was satisfied to hear the opposite person gasp.

He is bored, the fun that comes to your door is not for nothing.

"Third brother, what should I do with this person? I think this kid is dishonest, I'm afraid it's..."

A man in black whispered in the ear of another man who was suspected to be the boss, but Mu Xichen used to raise his body index to the highest every time he possessed, so thanks to his excellent hearing ability, their conversation seemed to be in his ears. It was as if there was a sound on the side, and I could hear it clearly.

It was in German!

"Done!"

That elder brother seemed unwilling to take any risk of mission failure, so he decided to nip all dangers in the bud. Unfortunately, in the next few minutes, this decision would become his biggest regret.

Seeing the man in black rushing up aggressively, Mu Xichen chuckled happily, crackling with his fingers.

Come on, make me happy!

Five minutes later, all the men in black fell to the ground, including the so-called third brother. Most of them had their joints removed by him and couldn't even get up.

The third elder brother forced himself to stand up, his left hand showed unnatural twists and turns, his face was extremely pale, and he tried his best to keep his tone steady, "I'm sorry, sir, we offended you, but this person is ours. Mission target, you have also taught us a lesson, I wonder if you can hand him over to us?"

He is still very discerning, this young man is extremely powerful, even the killer in "Dark Night" is probably not his opponent.

And he didn't want their lives, and there was no killing intent in his eyes, so he shouldn't be a killer.

That might really be just their backs. This person has nothing to do with He Junchen. They were the ones who took the initiative to provoke and would be taught a lesson, so he simply gave in, hoping to complete the task.

"Why?" Mu Xichen stretched out his hand to smooth the creases on his clothes caused by the fight, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes squinted over, "If it wasn't me who was here today, wouldn't I have to admit that I was unlucky? Since you are no match for me, then follow my rules, each of you cripples one arm and then leave, otherwise... I don't mind doing it myself, but if I come, maybe I can't help but cripple the other arm too Understand!"

The handsome young man spoke cruel words in an extremely indifferent tone. Under the orange street lamp, his eyes were bright and shining, and a tear mole in the corner of his eye seemed to come alive, exuding fatal temptation. No one appreciates it.

Hearing the words, the group of men in black could only do it reluctantly, and then left with a crippled body. As long as this person is around, their mission cannot be successful.

After everyone left, Mu Xichen raised his feet and walked towards the apartment without looking sideways. He didn't want to save this man. Whether he died or lived had nothing to do with him.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped. The scorching gaze behind him made him want to ignore it. Turning around, he found that the man hadn't fainted or just woke up. The ruthless light like a wolf stared at him.

Mu Xichen suddenly changed his mind. He walked over and lifted the man up, only to find that he passed out again.

Mu Xichen didn't care, and carried him to the apartment, just because this man's eyes were a bit like those of his family's, so he couldn't watch him die.

After finally getting home, Mu Xichen was so tired that he was about to fall apart. He didn't expect this person to be so heavy, so he threw him on the sofa, and took off his blood-stained clothes in two or three strokes, revealing those bloody and swollen eyes. Grim wound.

He took out the medicine box casually, sterilized him in an extremely fast way and then sewed it up.

In his opinion, these injuries are just minor injuries, they just look scary, none of them are critical.

It seems that this person is also a ruthless character, avoiding all the vital points.

After treating the wound, he was given some medicine and left him alone.

Mu Xichen was a little obsessed with cleanliness, and his body was covered in sweat and blood, which made him feel unbearable. He took a shower twice before going to bed.

He has already decided that tomorrow when the man wakes up, he will be driven away.

He doesn't run a welfare home!

Then fell asleep.

The next day, Mu Xichen opened the door and met a pair of vigilant eyes. Only then did he remember that he picked someone up yesterday and said while walking to the toilet, "Get out when you wake up, I'm sorry Neither your identity nor your profession is of interest."

"Who are you?" A deep male voice came from behind, Mu Xichen didn't turn his head, his tone was cold, "Who I am has nothing to do with you, you should go."

"Then who am I?" One sentence made Mu Xichen stop in his tracks, he turned around in surprise, looked at the man with a confused face, and frowned slightly, "What did you say?"

He walked over quickly and reached out to hold his wrist. He used to be a genius doctor, so there was no pressure at all to feel the pulse.

There is a blood clot in this person's brain, which seems to be caused by a blow. This amnesia is not fake, but so what?

He Junchen tensed his body the moment he approached, but gradually relaxed. Although he didn't know the person in front of him, subconsciously he didn't want to guard against him, and he was absolutely sure that he wouldn't hurt himself. Could it be that this person was his? Relatives?

Mu Xichen let go of his hand, and said very coldly, "It's just a temporary amnesia, and it will recover soon, but you can't stay here, you can go anywhere."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and took a shower. When he finished packing and was about to go to the company, he clicked his tongue impatiently when he saw the man still sitting on the sofa in that posture.

Quickly walked over to pull him up, pushed him out of the door, and then closed the door, "Listen, I have nothing to do with you, and I don't want to, so you can't stay here. If you're still here when I come back, you'll be fine." Don't blame me for being rude."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the man who seemed to want to speak, and turned to go to the company.

After receiving the project proposal from the people below, Mu Xichen tapped on the table lightly, and then called Zhang Hai in, "Secretary Zhang, take this project proposal, I need to see a perfect copy this afternoon. Schedule, this bidding is very important to us, I believe you will not let me down."

Zhang Hai stretched out his hand to take it, with a respectful and humble attitude, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely handle it well."

Looking at the back of Zhang Hai leaving, Mu Xichen slightly hooked the corners of his lips, the stage has been set up, and it's just waiting for the stage to start.

Soon, the same project was placed on Rong Xuan's desk. Rong Xuan took a closer look, and then showed a determined smile, which made his handsome features stand out even more, "Is Ronggang? It's a good place, Dongfang Luo's." You have a good vision, but soon, it will belong to me."

Seeming to have seen the glorious prospect, Rong Xuan's laughter grew louder and louder, causing the passing staff to shudder, when will the boss laugh?

Does the sun come out from the west?

No matter how Rong Xuan prepared, Mu Xichen was in a very good mood. He even got off work early. He was going to go back and cook some delicious food to reward himself, but when he walked to the door, his face darkened instantly.

That man is still standing at his door?

Not even the posture changed.

"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to leave?" Mu Xichen rushed to him in a few steps, with a very bad tone. Did this person take his words as a deaf ear?

"I have nowhere to go." He Junchen said lightly, with a rare trace of fragile grievance in his tone.

"Then what does it matter to me? You are not me, don't tell me I will take you in if you have nowhere to go?" Mu Xichen was almost laughed angrily at him, feeling that this is still a trouble for him?

I reached out impatiently to push him away and opened the door, but was blocked by a powerful hand the moment the door was closed.

He Junchen's tone lost his usual calmness, and he was a little anxious, "I will repay you. When I recover my memory, I will definitely repay you. Now I really have nowhere to go."

It's not that he has nowhere to go. Although he has lost his memory now, the instincts of his body and the knowledge in his mind are still there. It is extremely convenient to find a job and a place to live.

But for some reason, he didn't want to leave this young man's side, not at all.

As long as he thinks of leaving, there will be a secret tingling in his heart, as if he has seen the youth leave with his own eyes countless times.

So he followed his instinct, even if he begged humbly, he didn't want to leave.