After waking up, the supernatural boss was pampered by his wife

Chapter 11
"Do you really think that I don't like her because of our disparity in strength?"

Xie Xin'an raised his eyes to look at her, bloodshot under his firm expression, "Or else, you are just jealous of Xiaoxue's strength."

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Wenman suddenly sneered, "This can barely be regarded as a factor, but the most important thing is because I can't understand that each of you is protecting her.

It's fine for a few masters to protect her, but for you, when choosing a partner, I obviously gave you a lot of hints, why did you choose her! "

"Seven years have passed, and you still can't find the reason?"

"I can't compare to her!"

Zhao Wenman became anxious, and stepped forward to put the dagger on Xie Xinan's neck.

The words were harsh, "She doesn't like you at all. It's been seven years, and she has turned a blind eye to your efforts. Why are you so stubborn?"

"Cough cough..."

Xie Xin'an coughed a few times, and the smell of blood filled his mouth, "It's none of your business to deal with me and her!"

"Then I'll let you know that if I, Zhao Wenman, can't get something, she can't get it either!"

As soon as the ruthless words came out, Zhao Wenman raised his dagger and was about to kill Xie Xin'an, but in the next second, someone grabbed him by the wrist.

Looking back suddenly, a stern figure stood behind her, and the overwhelming sense of oppression was approaching instantly, making her take a breath.

"Fu Yunting!"

Zhao Wenman got up immediately, looked at Fu Yunting in front of him, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"How did you come?"

"Is there any place in Jiangcheng that I can't go to." An Muxue said coldly, and glanced at Xie Xinan who was lying on the ground.

"It really surprises me that there are such masters in Jiangcheng." While speaking, An Muxue shifted her gaze to Zhao Wenman, "Who are you?"

Zhao Wenman's expression froze, he glanced at Xie Xin'an, and wanted to reach out to help him up.

Xie Xin'an didn't appreciate it at all, wiped the blood from the corner of her lower lip, pushed her hand away, and stood up by herself.

Turn around and leave.

After a few steps, he stopped, glanced sideways, and sneered at the corner of his lips.

"You..." Zhao Wenman wanted to follow, but was stopped by an arm.

Turning to look around, An Muxue looked at her coldly, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Zhao Wenman sneered, folded his arms around his chest, and took a few steps back arrogantly, "Mr. Fu, when we do things in Jiangcheng, we have always kept the water out of the river. A person of your status should not come to this kind of place."

"Didn't you appear here too?" An Muxue looked at her, "From your clothes to your demeanor, you don't look like someone from a slum at all. Is there some conspiracy behind you gathering here?"

Zhao Wenman's sly eyes turned back and forth, and suddenly he had a plan, and looked at An Muxue, "Mr. Fu, if you want to get news from me, you have to exchange the same benefits. Isn't it a little uncomfortable for you to be an empty-handed wolf?" suitable?"

After the words fell, the big hand suddenly grabbed her neck, the speed and ruthlessness shocked her.

He looked at An Muxue in surprise, with a panicked expression.

"What are you, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." An Muxue said coldly, with stern words, "If you don't want to die, tell me what you know."

"Ahem..." Zhao Wenman had difficulty breathing, with bulging veins on his temples, he held An Muxue's wrist tightly with both hands, and said in a distorted voice, "If Mr. Fu kills me, not only will he not get clues, but he will It will cause death, so we might as well make a deal, how about a win-win situation?"

Only then did An Muxue loosen her hand a little, her deep eyes were calm and indifferent.

Zhao Wenman continued, "Mr. Fu has an extra woman by his side in the past two days, I can only tell you to be wary of her, because... she is with us."

An Muxue let go of her hand.

This kind of worthless clue is of no use to her, but her purpose has been achieved.

Leaking organizational secrets will be severely punished.

Seeing that she was about to retire, she couldn't leave such a ticking time bomb by Xie Xin'an's side.

Zhao Wenman patted his chest and took a few breaths of fresh air. He really deserved to be the number one boss in Jiangcheng. He almost died with such a quick attack.

An Muxue turned and left.

As soon as she left the slum, Xie Xin'an appeared in front of her.

"What are you doing here? This kind of place is very dangerous." Xie Xin'an was worried, not caring about his still injured body.

An Muxue took out the recording pen from her pocket and handed it to him, "Put this away, if she dares to bully you again in the future, open it."

Xie Xin'an took the recording pen, lowered his head and smiled, and thumped her on the shoulder.

"It's really you who used Fu Yunting's identity to set Zhao Wenman a game."

"are you OK?"

With the current situation, An Muxue was more worried about his situation.

"It's okay, thanks to my adaptability, I saw the headlines on the Internet, and the organization has promised to give you some time. You must come back before the next rich man's review day."

An Muxue nodded, although the time was not long, it was better than nothing.

Might not be able to switch bodies during this time, she's not sure.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing An Muxue's cold expression, Xie Xin'an was puzzled, this is not her style, especially after doing something meaningful.

An Muxue thought for a while.

"As supernatural beings, as long as we appear in the slums, the organization will respond, is that so?"

Xie Xin'an was even more puzzled.

"Are you An Muxue or Fu Yunting?"

An Muxue gave him a white look, "Do you think Fu Yunting would be so kind to help you?"

Xie Xin'an nodded, "That's true, but why would you ask such an idiot question?"

An Muxue's eyes darkened, there was one thing she couldn't figure out.

"Fu Yunting is also a supernatural person, and the organization should know that I appear here as him, but why... there is no movement."

"He is also a supernatural person!" Xie Xin'an was shocked, as if he realized something, "Then when we were in the slums just now..."

"never mind."

Before Xie Xin'an finished speaking, An Muxue shook his head, "We don't deal with businessmen in the first place, maybe the organization doesn't want to be troublesome, take care, and contact me if you have anything to do."

……

On the way back to Fu's house, An Muxue noticed a car following her.

Could it be that he was targeted by the organization?
Suspicious in his heart, he kicked the accelerator and suddenly accelerated.

The car behind didn't seem to expect her to speed up suddenly, and pulled away for a while, but quickly caught up.

On the rugged mountain road, her black Porsche was like an eagle hovering in the sky. Relying on her superb driving skills and familiarity with the curves of the terrain, she accelerated again and quickly threw the rear vehicle out of sight.

Fu Yunting, who was in the car behind, drove the car himself. Although he was highly skilled, he was not familiar with the roads and almost had accidents on many curves.

Holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes are cold and calm.

Wen Shijie on the co-pilot didn't have such a good attitude. He tightly grasped the armrest above his head and shrunk his body into a ball, just in response to the sentence - people fly in front, souls behind Chase.

(End of this chapter)