Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Ji Jiu's anger was raging in his chest, probably because the unlucky nun was more obedient, or because he had expected to be betrayed before, so instead of killing the unlucky nun, he jumped out of the window and rushed to the black car closest to him.

Quickly and quickly killed the driver, and then drove away, he called Fu Liang while driving.

It was quickly connected over there, and the environment was noisy with music and the voices of men and women.

Ji Jiu frowned unhappily: "Hey, are you dead?"

"No." Fu Liang recognized Ji Jiu's voice, glanced boredly at the bodyguards watching him, and wrinkled his nose.

The noisy voices are all coming from the TV. He is now in the living room of Old C's villa. The eccentricity of this chaebol is that he likes to turn the TV to the maximum.

Fu Liang had no choice but to get up and walk to the balcony, closing the French windows by the way.

Ji Jiu's voice suddenly gloated. The blood on his face hadn't been wiped off, and his fair face looked ghostly in the night: "Isn't your mission to assassinate Secretary Qian? I said I would help you, but I have already killed him." Now, your only choice now is to die in my arms, are you ready?"

Fu Liang put one hand in his pocket and smiled coldly.

At this time, Old C's thick and heavy voice came from behind: "Fu Liang, where are things?"

"Wait a minute, I'll have a heart-to-heart chat with my friend." Fu Liang raised her eyebrows and pointed to the phone.

Old C was quite reasonable, took the cut and lit cigar from the hand of the respectful servant, and stood side by side with Fu Liang beside the balcony railing with the cigar between his hands.

Ji Jiu vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and he became vigilant: "Who are you with? Where are you now? I'll pick you up."

"Are you still in the imperial capital?" Fu Liang said slowly, with a relaxed tone, "I'm in S city now, if you drive here, it will take at least six hours, right? It's better not to drive tired when it's so late, I will feel bad .”

"roll!"

Ji Jiu cursed secretly in his heart.

He was sure he must have been tricked by Fu Liang.

"Have you seen Mary? Where is she?" Ji Jiu's heart beat faster and he stepped up the gas pedal.

Fu Liang replied with a little guilt: "I asked her to leave. I didn't want to do anything unnecessary at first, but after thinking about it, if it wasn't because of my rash visit, her life would not be in danger, so I got the things and left Louise Church. , so I called her with a bit of conscience and told her that I was a liar and you were a lunatic. If you want to save your life, you should leave as soon as possible. It was empty, so you are very angry now?"

Ji Jiu was furious immediately: "Fu Liang, my mother..."

Ji Jiu once again felt the sense of disconnection, that is, before the work is finished, the body is no longer under the control of consciousness, and it is separated from the current world it is in, which means that the soul is out of the body.

He is too delicate and sensitive to be aware of the feeling in this moment. In fact, everything is as fast as the blink of an eye. After his eyes go dark and his mind goes blank, he opens his eyes again, and there is already another scenery in front of him.

The air here is fresh, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the spring breeze in February cuts through the fresh greenery, and the emerald willows sway with the wind, just like a pretty girl ostentatiously.

Not far from Ji Jiu is a flower garden of camellias of various colors in bloom, and a beautiful figure is watering the camellias gracefully.

He could tell that this was the back garden of the mansion of a wealthy family in ancient times, complete with small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, towers and pavilions.

And the clear and beautiful back was wearing a silk-colored rattan-pattern brocade dress, showing no intention of caring about what was behind her.

Ji Jiu sat under a thick willow tree, with catkins dangling annoyingly in front of his eyes. He was wearing a brocade cloak with frost-colored cloud patterns. From the top of the head to the heels, not a single inch was spared.

He knew that person was Fu Liang, and the two of them had successfully transmigrated from the previous plane to this plane. Fu Liang tricked him around in the last world, and finally completed the task brilliantly.

The corners of Ji Jiu's lips curled into a slight smile, and he couldn't help wanting to get up and approach him.

Probably his brain was short-circuited, or the memory of the character was not loaded into his mind immediately as usual, Ji Jiu tried to stand up and move forward while holding on to the handrail, but his legs and feet didn't work, and he fell into the mud under the blue sky .

"Fuck!"

Ji Jiu propped his upper body on his elbows, and looked back at his decorative legs, no matter how hard he pressed his right hand on them, he couldn't feel it.

Ji Jiu: "..."

While he was in a daze for a moment, Fu Liang had already turned around and walked towards him, his peach blossom eyes half-closed by the warm afternoon sun, frivolous arcs were drawn at the end of his eyes, and there was a schadenfreude smile on the corners of his lips.

He stood in front of Ji Jiu, admiring his embarrassment with his head down.

Ji Jiu heard his footsteps, felt the cool shadow cast by his slender figure, raised his head and cursed angrily: "Fu Liang, are you crazier than me?"

Fu Liang glanced at his sick leg, squatted down and stared at him innocently, and said, "Ji Jiu, what do you mean?"

He is so innocent.

However, Ji Jiu thought that this person was still pretending to be with him, completely disregarding his own beauty like a banished fairy, propping up his upper body with his palms on the ground and raising his chin, he said: "What are you pretending to be, isn't it because you are afraid that I will retaliate against you in this world, so Did you just break my leg?"

Wronged, sincerely wronged.

Fu Liang raised his hand to caress his chin flirtatiously, and gently rubbed the skin of his chin with his delicate thumb, and said with a smile: "To be honest, I really wanted to break your leg, lest you cause trouble for me ..."

Ji Jiu stared at him with wide eyes, and suddenly wanted to bite the other's face hard to vent his anger.

But Fu Liang changed the subject and said again: "However, heh, what a coincidence, when I came to this world, you were already useless."

"You're fucking useless." Ji Jiu reflexively replied.

Fu Liang raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, with a hint of malice in her smile: "This is not scolding you, it's the truth... And, don't forget that you made me worse than you are now, this is probably karma Bar."

Ji Jiu's cheeks puffed up slightly with anger: Retribution for your paralysis.

However, before he could spit out the fragrance stuck in his throat, the butler brought in an unexpected guest.

"My lord, Eunuch Li is here." The butler said with a low eyebrow, taking good care of Ji Jiu's self-esteem and not casting a curious look at him who was in a mess.

Ji Jiu habitually examines the sensible housekeeper. The housekeeper is over half a century old, with gray hair, a mediocre appearance, and an average body.

But Eunuch Li, who was following behind the butler, pinched his teeth, looked at Ji Jiu who was lying on the ground with a constipated face, frowned and asked in a sharp voice: "What are you doing, Master Guoshi, with your friend? Research new poses?"

Ji Jiu: "..."

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