Chapter 962 But these pains are not as good as the anxiety in his heart
After Ricky finished speaking, he was about to go down and make preparations for blood collection, but Shura stopped him before he left, "Wait a minute, wait until I finish the call."
Ricky reckoned that the man still had something to tell him, so he nodded respectfully, and retreated to an inconspicuous place to wait for him to finish his call.
Shura got up and moved to the window.
He squinted his dark blue eyes, overlooking the downstairs.
His floor was very high, and he could only see the man downstairs who was fighting with his bodyguards with the help of binoculars.
Shura dialed the other party's number, his lips curled up in an arc, and the phone rang for about 30 seconds before the other party connected.
Ji Liunian stopped fighting, the blood on his shoulder blades had already stained his clothes red, and the muscles all over his body felt stiff and painful.
But these pains were not as good as the slightest anxiety in his heart.
He stared at the phone's caller ID, adjusted his breath, and connected.
Shura didn't speak, and he also didn't intend to take the initiative.
His phoenix eyes were red like a raging flame, and he stared straight at the tall building like a tiger roaring.
Even though he knew that "the enemy is in the dark, he is in the light" and he was at a disadvantage, he still raised his middle finger at Shura and made a fierce downward movement, provoking Shura's weakness.
Shura didn't mind, he thought this oriental man was very interesting.
At least, compared to Xia Shang, he really doesn't hate him that much.
Shura squinted at the oriental man through his binoculars.
His blunt and indifferent face, even if the corners of his mouth were painted, still couldn't resist the powerful aura that settled down from his body.
Shura's appreciation for him is about to surpass his jealousy.
Thinking that the woman he loves so much will be with such a man for the rest of his life, it seems that the heaviest burden on his heart has just been handed over, but it is difficult to let go of that heavy burden.
It's like taking off your own hot heart and giving it to your "enemy" to take care of it carefully. During this process, there is heartbreaking pain, heart-wrenching reluctance, and unspeakable trust and sustenance...
Shura, admitting this moment, his emotions are very complicated.
His blue eyes were gradually covered by a layer of frost, and his gaze passed through the binoculars to stare at the man standing downstairs under the shadow of the building, and his voice that was so faded that there was no curvature slowly sounded.
"I'm a dying person. I only leave her here for one night. You have to fight with me this night? Is it too much for me to exchange her whole life for just one night?"
Ji Liunian's chest was suddenly congested, and the coldness in his phoenix eyes dimmed a lot in an instant, his voice was dull and cold: "Are you playing the sympathy card with me?"
Shura raised his foot and moved away from the binoculars, not looking at the man downstairs.
With faint self-mockery and inaudible sighs in his voice, he said: "Play the sympathy card in my territory, do I need it?"
After Shura finished speaking, he ruthlessly and coldly hung up the phone.
He turned around and said in a deep voice to Ricky who had been waiting, "Give that man a tranquilizer and let him be quiet."
Ricky froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, master."
Shura hummed lightly, and asked Ricky, "Young master of the imperial capital, what time is the flight to Paris?"
According to the secret news from the imperial capital, Ricky replied truthfully: "The young master is on a private plane, and the person responsible for sending him here is Mr. Ji's special assistant, Chang's special assistant. If there is no accident, he will arrive in the middle of the night. This The temporary pick-up arranged by Bian was Jiang Zhijiang's special assistant."
Shura thought about the fact that Ji Liunian was a very fast man. As soon as he heard the news that the serum report matched, he transported his son over without stopping.
(End of this chapter)
After Ricky finished speaking, he was about to go down and make preparations for blood collection, but Shura stopped him before he left, "Wait a minute, wait until I finish the call."
Ricky reckoned that the man still had something to tell him, so he nodded respectfully, and retreated to an inconspicuous place to wait for him to finish his call.
Shura got up and moved to the window.
He squinted his dark blue eyes, overlooking the downstairs.
His floor was very high, and he could only see the man downstairs who was fighting with his bodyguards with the help of binoculars.
Shura dialed the other party's number, his lips curled up in an arc, and the phone rang for about 30 seconds before the other party connected.
Ji Liunian stopped fighting, the blood on his shoulder blades had already stained his clothes red, and the muscles all over his body felt stiff and painful.
But these pains were not as good as the slightest anxiety in his heart.
He stared at the phone's caller ID, adjusted his breath, and connected.
Shura didn't speak, and he also didn't intend to take the initiative.
His phoenix eyes were red like a raging flame, and he stared straight at the tall building like a tiger roaring.
Even though he knew that "the enemy is in the dark, he is in the light" and he was at a disadvantage, he still raised his middle finger at Shura and made a fierce downward movement, provoking Shura's weakness.
Shura didn't mind, he thought this oriental man was very interesting.
At least, compared to Xia Shang, he really doesn't hate him that much.
Shura squinted at the oriental man through his binoculars.
His blunt and indifferent face, even if the corners of his mouth were painted, still couldn't resist the powerful aura that settled down from his body.
Shura's appreciation for him is about to surpass his jealousy.
Thinking that the woman he loves so much will be with such a man for the rest of his life, it seems that the heaviest burden on his heart has just been handed over, but it is difficult to let go of that heavy burden.
It's like taking off your own hot heart and giving it to your "enemy" to take care of it carefully. During this process, there is heartbreaking pain, heart-wrenching reluctance, and unspeakable trust and sustenance...
Shura, admitting this moment, his emotions are very complicated.
His blue eyes were gradually covered by a layer of frost, and his gaze passed through the binoculars to stare at the man standing downstairs under the shadow of the building, and his voice that was so faded that there was no curvature slowly sounded.
"I'm a dying person. I only leave her here for one night. You have to fight with me this night? Is it too much for me to exchange her whole life for just one night?"
Ji Liunian's chest was suddenly congested, and the coldness in his phoenix eyes dimmed a lot in an instant, his voice was dull and cold: "Are you playing the sympathy card with me?"
Shura raised his foot and moved away from the binoculars, not looking at the man downstairs.
With faint self-mockery and inaudible sighs in his voice, he said: "Play the sympathy card in my territory, do I need it?"
After Shura finished speaking, he ruthlessly and coldly hung up the phone.
He turned around and said in a deep voice to Ricky who had been waiting, "Give that man a tranquilizer and let him be quiet."
Ricky froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, master."
Shura hummed lightly, and asked Ricky, "Young master of the imperial capital, what time is the flight to Paris?"
According to the secret news from the imperial capital, Ricky replied truthfully: "The young master is on a private plane, and the person responsible for sending him here is Mr. Ji's special assistant, Chang's special assistant. If there is no accident, he will arrive in the middle of the night. This The temporary pick-up arranged by Bian was Jiang Zhijiang's special assistant."
Shura thought about the fact that Ji Liunian was a very fast man. As soon as he heard the news that the serum report matched, he transported his son over without stopping.
(End of this chapter)
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