Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【310 Killer】

The wet blanket was thrown under the feet, and dissatisfaction and accusations came from the small screen on the plane, "Hey, mask, that's the most comfortable blanket I wrapped up and slept on, can you stop being so rude? "

The masked man smiled lowly, "I risked my life to show up and was almost bombarded, just for a blanket, it should be reasonable to be rude."

The person on the screen yawned, put on his pajamas and stood up, poured a glass of red wine and put it on his lips, "Driving carefully, safety first."

"Don't worry, you're too lazy to even participate in this kind of large-scale war." The masked man stroked his forehead, "I'm starting to doubt you as a leader."

"Sorry, it's not that I love to sleep, it's that the air in this world is sprinkled with sleeping pills."

The mask continued to sigh, "The excuse is the air."

"Of course, I did everything right." Shrugging, the person on the screen put down his wine glass and continued to crawl on the bed. "By the way, don't lose the memory chip. I want to see if there are any new gains."

"Want to see your Yao?"

With a cold smile, "That woman is old enough to be old, do you think I'm still interested in her?"

"Then why have you been provoking Nangong for so many years?"

"Mask, I regard this as a lifelong interest, because I have failed before, so I always miss it in my heart."

"It seems that you failed again this time."

"Not necessarily, there is a trump card." He continued to yawn, "It doesn't matter if you fail. What I care about is the process, and I don't want the result to come too soon."

The mask's eyes sank, and he smiled, "I have to say, your thinking is incomprehensible and perverted."

"Perfect human beings have some abnormal elements, and it's not my fault."

Seeing his proud and narcissistic appearance, the mask smiled habitually, turned off the screen, looked through the window at the Nangong Island that was getting farther and farther away, and the corners of his lips curled into smiles.

See you tomorrow, little friend.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

"Nangongjue, desier virus, do you know about it?"

Song Xiaozhi raised his head and stared into his eyes and asked, "During the stone mine accident, I seemed to be infected with this virus. Later, An Yi sent me out of the island. Who solved this virus for me, and how did I solve it?"

Nangong never looked at her, and turned his slightly flustered eyes to the sea, and did not answer.

Zhizhi frowned, a little angry.

Who detoxified and how, of course she knew that the hickey marks and imprints behind her when she woke up were all left on her body by the man in front of her...

But why he just refused to tell himself!

Zhizhi was slightly angry, "When you asked me not to hide anything, should you do it before me?"

Nangong Jue turned his head to speak, and ran over to one of his subordinates to report loudly, "Master, the master is back!"

"What?" Zhizhi was shocked, "Master Nangong, is there only Master Nangong, is he injured, what did he say..."

The subordinate was a little nervous when asked by Zhizhi, bowed his head and said: "Miss Song, the master was found at the entrance of the island. He was drugged and remained in a coma. Now he has been brought back to the villa for treatment."

"Go back to the villa first."

Nangong Jue gave the order, raised his steps and led the battleship and his crew to disembark and walked towards the villa. Zhizhi pursed his lips and followed his steps closely——

When they arrived at the villa, An Yan and An Yi were standing on one side of the living room, while sitting on the sofa was the old lady Meng Yao who had just undergone bomb extraction surgery and insisted on waiting until Zhizhi and Ah Jue.

As soon as Zhizhi and Nangongjue stepped into the living room, Meng Yao stood up.

The guide stick could no longer support her injured body, so she supported the crutch with one hand, and slowly stood in front of them with stumbling steps.

"Ah Jue", her dry lips twitched, and she made a difficult sound, "You should punish me."

Nangong Jue frowned, knowing nothing.

"The headquarter was robbed by the Lu family, and it was all caused by me. Diderot's disaster was also caused by me. As the head of the Nangong family, I left my position for eight years without permission. I don’t know, I was deceived by the wicked, and the whole Nangong family was wronged, I am no longer worthy of staying in the Nangong family, and I am not worthy of everyone calling me madam! Ah Jue, as the new head of the family, you should punish me!”

Meng Yao's words made her feel deeply regretful, she didn't wear sunglasses, her eyes were moist as she spoke.

Nangong was desperate for her, and asked in a low voice: "How does mother want me to punish?"

"Expell me to Nangong's ancestral home, and according to Nangong's family rules, deal with me!"

When Meng Yao said this, An Yi and An Yan looked sideways at the same time, their faces slightly worried, An Yi got up and said: "Ma'am, the Nangong family punishes the family rules, no matter which one, your current body can't bear it! You The gunshot wound on his body has made his entire arm useless, and he can't stand any trouble."

Meng Yao sighed, "An Yi, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I have no face to face Nangong Zhan who wakes up anymore. Nangong's family rules obey, even Nangong Zhan will impose penalties and punish me. These are all my faults. Deserved."

Zhizhi glanced at Nangong Jue, and found that there were a few arcs between his brows, obviously deep in thought and struggling.

Outsiders say that Young Master Nangong is indifferent, but anyone under Young Master Nangong knows that the young master favors his own people the most.

What's more, this lady is his mother.

Meng Yao didn't hear the voice, so he turned his face to Zhizhi, "Miss Song, are you there?"

"Yes", Zhizhi nodded, "I am here."

"Since Ah Jue can't give the order, it's up to you to do it." Meng Yao took out a gun from his waist and handed it up, "You saved me regardless of the previous suspicions. This is what I owe you. I treated you like that before. It’s impossible not to hate me, maybe killing me with a single shot isn’t enough for you, but this life is the only way I can redeem myself…”

Everyone thought that Zhizhi would refuse.

But Zhizhi took the gun, loaded it, and pointed the barrel at the center of Meng Yao's forehead.

"Xiao Zhi (Miss Song), don't be impulsive!"

An Yi Anyan shouted to stop at the same time, looking worried.

Nangong Jue just turned his head and glanced at her, but didn't stop her.

Zhizhi seemed to ignore it, moved her finger, and pulled the trigger——

(Next morning, early morning ^_^)