Beloved of Bossy President

Beiming Liancheng took a picture of his head, and he wanted to be hard hearted, but he refused, but he couldn't be hard hearted in the end.

"Never again." He looked back at her and waited.

"In fact, I just want to have peace of mind. Since there are so many people flying Eagles this time, can night find one or two of them with virus in their heads, so as to give them to the special government?" It's what he said before. Beiming night promised to find such a "living specimen" in a month. Now, Yu Feiyan runs away. It's not so easy for Beiming night to catch long Chuhan.

But he's going to have to talk to the special administration, isn't he?

"You can rest assured." Beiming Liancheng no longer looks at her.

Mingke breathed a sigh. Finally, he was completely relieved. Finally, he was willing to open the door and walked out.

Looking at the closed door, Beiming Liancheng suddenly has a strong sense of powerlessness. She doesn't want to let her sink too deep, but she is walking step by step to the deep.

What can be done to stop this? Now, let her a person deep into the enemy, his heart is always uneasy, he did not have so much confidence in long Chuhan.

All of a sudden, the ring of the mobile phone rang. After looking at the caller ID, he just glanced at it, turned the ring tone to silent and threw the phone aside.

I was going to continue to work, but after thinking about it, I couldn't help looking at the shaking mobile phone, and my thick eyebrows twisted slightly.

All of a sudden, he picked up his mobile phone and connected it with a faint reply: "hello."

On the other end of the phone, Yue Qingya's soft voice came: "Liancheng, I'm here in Dongling. I want to see you. Are you free tomorrow?"

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

The man who should have appeared in Dongling tomorrow morning also came to this place in advance on such a night.

In the dark room, the man lying on the bed was still as pale as paper, but he looked much better than half a day ago.

"If you come to see me in person, you are not afraid of accidents?" Seeing the man coming in, the expression on Mu Zichuan's face didn't change. On the contrary, he laughed a little disapproval: "if you let me call you out, I'm not afraid that it will damage you? Only women can make such a decision for a man who has been hiding for so many years. "

Long Chuhan doesn't speak. He looks at Lei.

Lei nodded to him and said, "the gun fired in the night of the northern underworld."

"Is that his mercy, or are you good at it?" Sitting on the chair sent by Lei, long Chuhan folded his long legs and looked at the man who was still lying on the bed.

Muzichuan took back his eyes. He can't move now. At least he has to finish tonight. If he looks at people, he is very tired.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, he said faintly, "do you think he will be lenient?"

"Can you explain it? The young master of the Qin family? "

Mu Zichuan raised his eyebrows. Although his movements were a little difficult, he could not help but turn his head this time and tried to see long Chuhan's face clearly.

Finally, he took back his sight and closed his eyes to rest: "you really have two times. No wonder no one can find your head for so many years."

His expression was a little stiff, as if he was suppressing something. A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to calm: "he is very capable. Everything that is hard to prove can be overthrown by one hand. The only thing to blame is the limited ability of the old man of the Beiming family. These days, the weak are used to eating by the law of the jungle. Whoever has great ability is the truth."

"So you still think it was Emperor Mujun who killed your father?" Long Chuhan stares at his face.

Muzichuan doesn't speak. He refuses to talk to people who have nothing to do with this problem.

"It's very personal." Long Chuhan took the warm tea from Lei and tasted it.

Although he had a two-day rest in the hospital, he began to work hard after two days. In fact, his body has not recovered completely.

After all, poisoning is not so easy, and I don't want to shoot costume movies. If I take some antidotes, I can get better. I can only say that if he is not stronger than ordinary people, it's not easy to get up from the hospital bed at this time.

The witch army is still lying in the hospital bed and receiving treatment every day, which shows that the poison is very serious.

"Don't waste each other's time." After they were silent for a moment, muzichuan said faintly again: "if you can come to see me today, at least it means that you are willing to believe me. Then, it's better to make it clear."

"What do you want?" Long Chuhan didn't answer and asked. Before he spoke, he said with a faint smile, "I don't help you kill people. I don't like doing this kind of thing. I say something else."

"I don't want to kill him easily either." Mu Zichuan snorted faintly, and his eyes fell on the unknown corner. He said coldly, "I want the Empire group to be removed from the business circle of Dongling."

"To make a man suffer, to take his life is the lowest way, to let him have nothing, or even to be disgraced, is the biggest blow." Long Chuhan pondered and nodded: "not bad.""Can you do it?" Muzichuan asked.

"Not necessarily, just try your best." Returning the empty cup to Lei, long Chuhan stared at his pale side face and continued: "of course, you have to let me know first whether you are worth it."

"What do you want?"

"I want more." Long Chuhan laughed a little disapproval, but he did not go on.

They fell into silence again. A moment later, long Chuhan said again, "this deal is a Mr. flying eagle."

"How?" Muzichuan picks eyebrows.

"He secretly operated a lot of underground transactions for Feiying. If he was caught by the political situation, he could not make up for his mistakes even if he died 10000 times." Long Chuhan didn't say it too clearly. When he took another look at muzichuan, he stood up and walked towards the door: "the most important thing is that he's not my man."

"When I saw him, he was obviously changed." Muzichuan stares at his back, and there is no wave in his words: "I haven't seen his real face, maybe the whole team is Mali, and there are not many people who have the chance to see his real face."

Long Chuhan stopped, but did not look back: "if I know who he is, do I need to find you about this? Only you have seen him, even if it's Yirong, at least you have met him. Now, I'm afraid the other team will think you're dead. It's the best time for you

Slow down, he continued: "of course, you only have three days. After three days, another group of people will arrive. At that time, I'm afraid you won't have another chance to start."