Devil's Concubine: Fighting Evil Monarchs

Chapter 1 Preface ([-])

Stepping on the accelerator, the Maserati made a gorgeous sharp turn and came to a villa. Mu Jiuluo got out of the car with the suitcase, looked at the villa with complicated eyes, hesitated, and walked in.

"Luo'er, you're here!" Hearing the familiar footsteps, Su Fan's face was filled with joy, he hurriedly stood up from the sofa, and went to meet her.

"Well, I, I'm back." I'm back, but this time I'm back, can we still get along as before, Afan.

Sufan didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with Mu Jiuluo, took the small box in her hand and put it on the table, took her soft and boneless little hand, and rubbed it gently, "Luo'er, I miss you gone."

Hearing the slightly yearning tone in his words, Mu Jiuluo's crystal eyes became even darker at this moment, and the pain in her heart suddenly increased sharply, but she still forced a smile, "I miss you too, Afan."

As she said that, she gently threw herself into his arms, and greedily breathed in the refreshing breath of his body. Only in this way, could she know that he was just her lover, not any other identity, "I brought back a A bottle of red wine, wait for me for a while, I will cook."

As if warning herself, Mu Jiuluo hurriedly picked up the box on the table and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at her slender back, Su Fan smiled softly, his unparalleled handsome face was filled with incomparable charm, and there was a touch of joy and satisfaction in those phoenix eyes.

He is a lonely person, but since he met Mu Jiuluo, he suddenly discovered that there are so many beautiful and warm things in life.And all of this was brought to him by Mu Jiuluo, in his heart, no one can compare.

In the kitchen, Mu Jiuluo put the box on the cooking table, opened it, and what was visible was not some expensive red wine, but some parts for assembling the pistol.

This pistol is the latest MJK pistol researched by the organization. It has 218 rounds of bullets, the length of the gun is 40mm, the diameter of the muzzle is 435mm, and the speed can reach [-] m/s. People without strong arms may not be able to control this pistol.

Mu Jiuluo picked up the magazine of the pistol, feeling the slight weight in her hand, she lowered her eyes slightly, showing a bit of unnaturalness in her eyes, the hand holding the magazine couldn't help tightening, and her heart was even more hesitant.

She knew that Li Xiao's information could not be wrong. He said that whoever is the big drug lord in country A is the notorious drug lord.

Mu Jiuluo trusts him and Li Xiao's information, but that's it, how can she do anything to her lover! ?
However, the hands started to assemble involuntarily, and even Mu Jiuluo didn't know, was she doing the right thing?
The fingers skillfully assembled the MJK, and Mu Jiuluo held it tightly, but her hands still trembled a little.

But her heart trembled even more violently, and a slowly spreading pain increased violently in her heart. Looking at the pistol in her hand that was glowing with cold light, Mu Jiuluo felt for the first time what it means to be heartbroken.

"What's the matter, what are you looking at?" Just as Mu Jiuluo's heart ached, Sufan walked into the kitchen and hugged her waist from behind, the soothing heat sprayed on her ears, making Mu Jiuluo feel numb for a while Influenza runs through the body.

"No, I was just distracted." Mu Jiuluo replied in a low voice, smelling his unique breath, Mu Jiuluo quietly stuffed the MJK pistol into his pocket.

But at that moment, he stopped.

She smelled, the smell of Su Fan's body, there was a strange smell, it just seemed to be contaminated by him.

Her whole body was stiff, and when she got this information, she kept holding a fantasy in her heart, the idea that Su Fan was not a big drug lord, but that Li Xiao was wrong.

But at this moment, Mu Jiuluo realized that it wasn't that Li Xiao was wrong at all, but that she was wrong, she was wrong outrageously, and she was wrong unrealistically.

She has been in the underworld for more than 20 years, and she has built a world of mercenaries with her own hands. She has never deceived herself, but at this moment, she also has a stupid idea!

Mu Jiuluo felt that her heart was numb with pain, they were enemies, enemies of opposite sides, how could they be lovers for life?
At this moment, Mu Jiuluo felt that her heart was numb with pain, numb with shock, and she could no longer feel the pain in her heart.

Tears slipped and dripped down, which was the best way to vent her mood at this time.

Feeling Mu Jiuluo's convulsions and helplessness, Su Fan's usually gentle temper suddenly panicked, "Luo'er, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

Mu Jiuluo lowered her head, picked up the pistol, and turned around abruptly, pointing the dark pistol at Sufan's chest. Tears were still running down her pretty face, but her eyes were full of determination and indifference.

"Luo'er, you are..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Before he finished speaking, Mu Jiuluo interrupted him.His words were full of indifference, "The big drug lord of Country A, Su Fan, I didn't expect it was really you."

After hearing this, Sufan's face sank, and the storm flickered in his eyes, "Luo'er, how did you know, you..."

"Don't worry about how I know." Mu Jiuluo interrupted him again, put a pistol into his chest, and said coldly, "You killed our people, robbed our business, framed us to sell drugs, these things Blood debt, Sufan, you won't be able to repay it in your whole life!"

(End of this chapter)