Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

When passing through the most rugged valley, Yang Mufan was just about to slow down, but there was a loud "bang".

creak-

Yang Mufan slammed on the brakes, and the car that was running fast made a screeching sound, but then, the car body bumped violently a few times before suddenly stopping.

Yang Mufan first frowned, and when he realized what happened, he immediately thumped the steering wheel in anger: "s—h—i——t——!!"

It actually blew out at this time.

Angrily, he pushed open the car door, and admired Fan to get out of the car to check the tires.

The hawk-like sharp black eyes narrowed dangerously when they saw the nails on the tires.

Due to the particularity of her status, Admiral Fan has long practiced the ability to maintain extremely high vigilance all the time.

Almost at the first moment, he keenly caught the dangerous message: out of the corner of his eye, he sharply swept into the grass halfway up the mountain, protruding out one after another of the black muzzles of guns——

"Mu Wanqing, get out of the car!!" Admire Fan, who was as fast as a cheetah, jumped up from the ground, quickly opened the car door, and sat on the passenger seat, still in a fog, completely unaware of the woman who was sleeping, Pulled out——

Da-da-da-da-

crackling-

boom--

In the mountains that were originally so quiet that there was only the sound of pattering rain, there was a sudden, continuous and earth-shattering gunshot; in the air, the strong and pungent smell of gunpowder spread rapidly.

Mu Wanqing was pressed in the rain-filled grass by Admiral Fan, gasping for breath, she stared blankly: the black car she was riding in before had been blown up, burning with raging rage...

Da-da-da-da-

Da da da--

Bang bang, bang bang——

bang——

Halfway up the mountain, a killer in a grass-green stealth uniform sprang out, holding a sniper rifle, and shot fiercely...

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The night in the forest was dark and deep, and there was a strange and deadly atmosphere everywhere.

Mu Wanqing was like a frightened rabbit, listening to the wind and grass outside the cabin with her ears pricked up.

Admire Fan, who was sitting opposite her, calm and unhurried, was sharpening a thumb-sized branch with a military steel knife, slowly and elegantly.

And he, who has always paid great attention to the quality of life, loves cleanliness and tidyness very much, and his clothes are meticulous, but now, his hair is disheveled, his white lining is wrinkled and dirty, and there are several big holes in his pants.

Even so, it wasn't embarrassing at all.

Instead, there's a different kind of evil allure.

The whole body still exudes a noble and dignified aura like an emperor, which is very intimidating and offensive.

That kind of powerful aura that people dare not look directly at is deeply ingrained in the bone marrow of the blood, and cannot be imitated by anyone.

Admiring Fan, he glanced at the frightened woman and asked leisurely, "Are you scared?"

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she pondered for a while, then nodded and murmured softly, "Yes."

Hearing this, he admired Fan's sexy thin lips, with a hint of sarcasm faintly drawn out, and he was about to say, "Since you are afraid, you are not worthy of being the woman I admire Fan."

Who knows, without allowing him to speak out, Mu Wanqing added: "But, as long as I'm with you, I feel at ease and at ease, and I'm actually not that scared."

She knew in her heart that even if she admired Fan Fan, she hated her, even if she didn't like her, but she would not really let something happen to her.

Just like when she was a child, he always kept a straight face all day long, and frowned coldly at her. However, when an accident happened to her, he would always be the first to strike.

I haven't seen him for three years, she doesn't know whether Yang Mufan's skills have increased dramatically, or if he is very good at the beginning, but just hidden.

Shi Cai, when fighting with those killers, his moves were fierce, like a god of death, fully interpreting viciousness and cruelty.

Let people see it, trembling with fear.

Mu Wanqing wrapped her thin clothes tightly, sniffed, and asked, "Mu Fan, who are those people?! Why did they surprise you?!"

Yang Mufan didn't answer.

At present, he doesn't know who those people are, but he is very clear about one thing: anyone who dares to hire a killer to assassinate him will die a miserable death within 48 hours.

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