Chief husband, strong love!

The inertia of the sudden brake made Mu Xier fall from the back seat.

In front of the car, a light came.

It's dazzling.

The driver can't open his eyes.

In the middle of the night, it happens to be in a section without street lights.

Either very dark or very bright.

There's no time to see clearly.

Even if he didn't understand the situation ahead, the driver took out his pistol sensitively.

He blocked the light with one hand and clenched the pistol with the other hand. He asked hurriedly, "Miss Xi'er, Miss Xi'er, are you okay? There is someone in the way ahead, which may be dangerous."

Put one hand on the seat in the back seat.

The driver vaguely saw the fallen man get up slowly.

At the same time, Mu Xi'er heard a cold voice, "I'm fine."

Although the voice is clear, it is too low.

The light in front of me was shaking so much that everything seemed to happen only in an instant.

The driver didn't have time to judge the wrong pronunciation of Mu Xier just now.

I just thought it was OK. I just fell. It shouldn't be a big deal.

While he was holding the pistol, he immediately took out the intercom with his other hand.

The window next to the driver's seat was suddenly knocked twice.

Someone is knocking on the window?!

The driver's first reaction was not to open the window.

His intercom just came out.

Suddenly, a hand with thin bones and white skin stretched out from behind.

Surprisingly fast.

He twisted his hand back in an instant with great skill.

The driver didn't take any precautions against Mu Xier in the back seat.

He just felt the sudden pain, so that he even couldn't bear it for a moment and screamed.

The intercom on the hand fell in response to the sound.

At the same time, the window knocked twice.

"Open the door!"

Mu Xi'er twisted the bone of his sore hand and tried to take the pistol from his other hand.

The first mistake was that he had no defense at all.

This time, even if one hand was in severe pain, the hand holding the pistol avoided Mu Xier's action of seizing the gun.

The driver heard a hiss in his ear.

His strength suddenly withdrew from his sore hand.

"You're losing your hand. Don't waste your energy."

Mu Xi'er spit out a few words and sounds very coldly.

When he shot again, he had grabbed the pistol quickly.

Although there is only one person sent by Shi mushen to send Mu Xier back, he is one of his confidants and has good skills.

If it hadn't been for his unprotected accident, she wouldn't be able to take the pistol from him.

Unfortunately, this is not just Mu Xier's accident.

And people outside the car.

The moment the pistol was seized, the driver felt that the muzzle of the gun had been aimed at his temple, "Miss Xi'er."

"Clang!"

The driver's window was smashed open.

The man in black reached in through the smashed window and unlocked the door.

The driver's face was good-looking. He looked at the smashed window and saw each other's face through the lamp. "You... Aren't you Pei Chengsi?"

The man didn't answer.

A cold and heartless voice came from behind him, "go back and tell Shi mushen that he'd better go back to the nunnery by himself!"

Mu Xier knocked the driver unconscious with her backhand as soon as she finished.

She got out of the car and looked up to see the slender man slowly taking off his hat in the night.

Mu Xi'er played with the gun in her hand, slightly raised her head and looked at him.

His face was still stained with tears, but his look was different.

Her lips were lightly hooked, "Ye Shenglin, why are you here?"

*

When Shen Enron woke up, he found that it was very dark outside the window.

From half dreaming and half waking, she was stunned for a moment. She found herself alone in bed and suddenly got up.

Behind him, standing by the bed, Yesheng tinggang took off his coat and said, "wake up?"