Dressed as a clingy gangster

Chapter 160 Iron Mask Man
This dusty and gentle face is a faint smile, like a delicate and elegant picture scroll.

An Chumian was stunned, the man with the white umbrella impressed her deeply, she never expected to meet him.

An Chumian didn't reach out for the umbrella for a long while.

Only the sound of pattering rain could be heard.

"I am not a bad guy."

The man's expression seemed a little helpless.

An Chumian's eyes flashed with vigilance, the villain would not write these two words on his face.

The probability of meeting someone who had met once before at the alley where he had just killed someone was too coincidental.

"It's easy to get sick in the rain, so go home quickly."

The man's thin white lips parted slightly.

An Chumian tilted her head, looking a little pitiful with her wet appearance.

Her vigilance has not been relaxed in the slightest.

"Be careful."

The man with the white umbrella suddenly became anxious, and reached out to grab An Chumian's hand.

She hurriedly took a step back!
Danger ensues.

The man in the iron mask sprang out from a distance and rushed up with a knife.

I don't know where he got his confidence, he dared to barrel at her without a pistol!

An Chumian's eyes were as calm as water.

The moment the man in the iron mask came up with the knife barrel, An Chumian's dart was about to strike.

However, the man with the white umbrella beside him was the first to kick the man in the iron mask away.

The masked man didn't know if it was because his arm had been stabbed by An Chumian's dart before, and his combat effectiveness had dropped significantly.

He was kicked to the ground in embarrassment.

"Next time it won't be so simple!"

The man in the iron mask spoke hoarsely.

He struggled to get up, and fled in the blink of an eye.

The white umbrella above the head was propped up, and no rain splashed a little.

"It's dangerous."

The man with the white umbrella looked deeply at An Chumian, revealing his luck.

An Chumian's complexion changed slightly, "Why did you help me?"

She could feel that the man with the white umbrella was not ordinary.

Facing the scene just now, he didn't panic at all.

Since we met, I have been approaching her proactively!

"I see you feel very kind..."

The man with the white umbrella had deep and gentle eyes, and he handed the umbrella into An Chumian's hands.

"Maybe... it's fate arranged by heaven."

An Chumian took a step back, rejecting his approach, "I have a boyfriend."

"That's a pity."

The man with the white umbrella smiled regretfully.

His figure is as tall as a bamboo, and his eyes are so indifferent.

"It's your duty to protect girls, you take this umbrella."

An Chumian felt a little strange in her heart, she couldn't figure out how she felt about the man with the white umbrella.

She stretched out her slender hand to hold the white umbrella.

The man smiled.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked into the rain without saying a word.

The back of the man with the white umbrella gradually disappeared from sight.

An Chumian held a white umbrella to cover the rain, and dialed the first number on her mobile phone.

"Achen, come and pick me up."

"Mianmian!?"

"Well, I will wait for you obediently."

……

Because the rain dilutes the smell of blood.

The color of the white umbrella man's right sleeve gradually changed, and it turned dark red because of the rain.

However, he didn't care about it, it seemed like an inconspicuous injury.

The wounds pierced by darts are easy to leave scars after healing.

The man in the iron mask who had just been kicked away knelt beside him.

The man with the white umbrella looked up at him lightly.

"My lord, the plan has failed."

"It can't be said to be a failure."

The man with the white umbrella took out a dart from his clothes, "After all, she gave me quite a surprise again."

"To investigate the relationship between Emperor Mian of the darts world and An Chumian."

"Yes!"

The man with the white umbrella turned his head and glanced at the figure in the distance. She was very obedient, eagerly waiting for his beloved Mo Linchen.

So cute.

He stared at it for a while, with a smile on his pale lips.

After a while, the man with the white umbrella took out the iron mask and put it on his cheek lightly, his elegant demeanor turned dark.

The fake iron mask man next to him looked at him respectfully.

The man with the white umbrella is exactly the same as the masked man at the entrance of the alley.

　The recommended tickets are teary, and the text is boring and I just want to sleep
　　


(End of this chapter)