The soldier is a girl

Chapter 1593 722 Night Assassination
Isn't it childish to be accompanied by Mu Jin?
After all, both of them enjoyed the harmonious atmosphere.

The meal was finished in this harmonious atmosphere, and then the whole Mu Mansion fell into silence, while Mu Jin strolled back to her mansion with the smell of wine all over her body.

After returning to the room, Mu Jin waited for a while and then slipped out of the window again, but this time without disturbing anyone.

On the other hand, Mu Peng had already climbed onto the highest roof of his house, waiting for Mu Jin to arrive.

The two said they were drinking, and their bodies were full of alcohol, but they didn't drink any alcohol.

"What's the matter with all this?" As soon as Mu Jin came, Mu Peng, who was lying on the roof, asked, not like the previous bearded and staring appearance, but very solemn.

"Mo Yu sent a dead man, old man Su bought a killer, and prepared to capture me alive, regardless of my disability."

As soon as Mu Jin's words fell, Mu Peng's breath suddenly sank. He and old man Su had been at loggerheads for so many years, but they hadn't reached the point of facing each other. Now he actually wanted to attack his little granddaughter, regardless of her disability. Did he really think that Mu Peng was dead?

"There just happened to be some flies in the mansion that couldn't be cleaned up. It was good to clean them up. This was a great help to me. As for me, didn't I pass out drunk at your house?"

Seeing that Mu Peng was prone to rage, Mu Jin hurriedly continued speaking, her words were full of indifference.

Mu Peng's breath held in his heart was broken by Mu Jin's words, he raised his hand and patted Mu Jin's shoulder, and almost said something like a girl.

He has always been immersed in the joy of finding his little granddaughter who is still a capable little granddaughter, and now seeing her take such a step by step again and again, it really hurts her heart, she should have lived under his blessing, but now But he has to calculate everything by himself, what kind of environment raised her like this.

His heart became dull again, Mu Peng took a deep breath and said very seriously: "If there is anything you can't solve, just come to me, I... will help if I can..."

The moonlight was bright and clear, illuminating Mu Peng's somewhat old face very clearly, and those tiger eyes were full of love and pain at the moment, as if he could even pluck the moon for her as long as she asked.

Mu Jin only felt that her eyes were a little sore, and her heart was a little stuffy. The strange feeling was so nostalgic.

Mu Jin silently averted her gaze, and said lightly, "En."

A gentle kindness shattered all the light in Mu Peng's eyes, leaving only a piece of kindness.

Immediately, the two of them stopped talking, as if they were waiting silently, but at the same time they seemed to be enjoying this rare and precious harmony.

Time passed slowly, and midnight came quietly.

A large wave of black shadows rushed towards the Mu Mansion in the south of the city. According to visual estimates, there were at least [-] or [-] people, which was much larger than the previous assassination in the Mu Mansion, and they seemed to be much more vigorous.

When they first concentrated their firepower and charged into a certain courtyard of the Mu Mansion, there was no one there, and then the group of people began to disperse their firepower and headed towards each house. People, but they don't know that they are going to kill people to silence them.

With so many people and the deliberate alarm, the servant was woken up long ago, and then killed Wushe without saying a word.

It was only half a stick of incense, and the whole Mufu was washed with blood again.

It was not until there was nothing to kill and no one could be found that a group of people had to leave.

(End of this chapter)