Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Muxi Yan didn't know how long she cried silently. She fell asleep in a daze. This sleep was three days. When she woke up again, everything in the outside world had changed dramatically.

"Is she... Still awake?" Tang Tian looked up at the upstairs and then looked at the pale man on the sofa.

Fu Junhao shook his head. The overload pain of his body made his spirit more and more poor, and the fatigue between his eyebrows was obvious.

"If she falls asleep, let old Hua take good care of her!" he was silent for a long time before he spoke, as if to himself or to the people standing in front of him.

"Jun Hao, you must hurry back to receive treatment..." Tang Tian's eyes flashed heavily.

"Tang Tian, you should know my situation very well. Unless you exchange life for life, there is no third way!" Fu Junhao directly interrupted him, "and I will never allow anyone to do so!"

Looking at his pale and tired eyebrows, Tang Tian felt that his heart seemed to be tightly grabbed by a big hand. He was so depressed that he couldn't breathe, and his whole body was sore and weak.

"Life and death have a life, not to mention those of us who walk on the edge of the knife and the waves. We are lucky to live now!" Fu Junhao looked up and said with a sudden smile, "just stick to it for a while, just for a while!"

At least let him follow up and let him see her at last.

"Ha ha... Do you really see it?" Tang Tian was stunned and said with a bitter smile.

Fu Junhao was stunned and his eyes were in a trance. A few seconds later, he suddenly looked heavy, "my father's whereabouts have been asked, and Mo Shaochen is also ready. Take action tomorrow morning!"

"In addition, for Fu's industry on the white road, I will give my private share to Xi Yan, and all other industries will be transferred to Xiao Yan. I have signed the letter and documents to Zi Ling; and the real divorce agreement and relevant documents to Xi Yan have also been signed; at the same time, I have already signed an agreement with CHEN Ye. Between five years after my death, he will not attack Fu by any means Ziling's ability to put Fu on the right track in five years is enough! "

When he said this, he stopped for a moment and continued to explain, "when I die, you will take over Fu's influence in the black world, and Fang Jin... You can follow his wishes. If you can, I hope he won't have anything to do with the black forces. After all, Fang family and he belong to the military!"

"You..." Tang Tian's heart was aching, but he couldn't say anything. It turned out that he had already made all the preparations, waiting for the end of things and the day he died!

Compared with his heaviness and weakness, Fu Junhao himself was extremely calm. "I had handed the letter to Ziling to Uncle Fang before he came. He would give it to him at an appropriate time, and told Ziling not to know my physical condition. And Xi Yan..."

A trace of pain flashed through his eyes, which made him palpitating. "Tonight, you personally sent her and Fang Jin to commander Chen, and be sure to ask him to take them home safely! After the matter is over, according to the agreement between me and Mo Shaochen, I will go directly to the U.S. headquarters, and she... Won't think of me again..."

Tang Tian was surprised and suddenly widened his eyes, "Jun Hao, what do you want to do? Do you want to seal her memory?"

Fu Junhao looked up at him quietly. His quiet face slowly chapped and cracked like ice, and unbearable pain overflowed.

"Well, I remember that old Hua has a kind of medicine with life urging, which can erase people's memory. Although it is not permanent, ten years is enough for her to really forget me!"

"No, I won't promise you. No matter what Mohism or disputes, these shit things don't matter. Now I'm going to take you back for treatment. I don't believe no one can save you except him." Tang Tian's face suddenly turned pale. How dare he let his favorite forget himself, and how dare he die alone!!

"Tang Tian!" Fu Junhao took his hand and looked at him firmly, "promise me!"

"I......" Tang Tian's eyes were full of pain, but looking at his dark and forbearing eyes, he couldn't say anything. He was silent. In the end, he could only nod.

……

The air in the room was so heavy that I couldn't breathe. I don't know how long later, Tang Tiancai came back again and said in a hoarse voice, "since uncle's whereabouts have been asked, what are you going to do?"

Fu Junhao's eyes lit up and his eyes were filled with blood, "dead!"

His body suddenly sent out a chill, which made Tang Tian's back cold, "don't wait for Xi Yan to wake up in person..."

"No, Xi Yan must return home tonight, and I don't want her to be stained with any blood. After all, once she is stained with the blood of the enemy or old friends, she will have a shadow. As long as you tell her the result, all the gratitude and resentment will dissipate with Du ruo's death. She should live better!"

Tang Tian was stunned by the tenderness in his tone, then couldn't help sighing, and then turned to arrange the follow-up work. Can she really accept that you have arranged everything properly for her? But... It doesn't matter. Even if she knows, she will still forget!

The sound of "Da Da" footsteps faded away. Fu Junhao slowly leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes. Against the light, his face was pale and almost transparent.

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In the dark dungeon, Du Ruo was tied to the shelf, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, covered with sweat, his clothes had long been messy, his whole body was full of thin silver needles, with a strange metallic luster in the dark, and his bound hands and feet had been worn and bleeding.

"Creak!" as the iron door opened slowly, she trembled all over, raised her head, stared greatly, and her expression was like a twisted and frightened look at the ghost.

"Kill me... Kill me..." she trembled and opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

Hua Lao approached her expressionless, faint and scary with sharp eyes.

Yes, he didn't use much criminal law on her, but each of the hundreds of silver needles was inserted into the acupoints of the human body. Apart from other effects, the pain of acupuncture alone was unbearable. Moreover, many of them infinitely expanded people's sensory consciousness and pain nerves, not to mention people, Even the beast doesn't have to suffer.

"You will die if you do more injustice. Du Ruo, why did you know today? At the beginning, you have done so many bad things. Now do you repent a little?"

Du ruo's pupils shrank in horror, her face became more blue and white, but her hatred remained unabated. She said silently, "Repent? Why should I repent? Fu Junhao told Muxi that he was sorry for me? I just took back my own things. What's wrong!!"

Old Hua's eyes lit up and quickly pulled out a silver needle at her neck. The next second, the scream of sadness and pain suddenly rang.

"Ah!!! Old and immortal, you kill me, kill me, if you don't kill me today, one day I will make you all die!!!"

Old Hua's face suddenly sank. He stared at her coldly. After leaving a word, "don't worry, you can't live tonight!" he went out and looked at the two men on one side, "dispose of it and return her body to Mo Wu!"

"Yes!" the two men looked at each other, replied respectfully, and then walked in.

Du Ruo looked at the gun slowly raised by the slowly approaching man, and her pupils couldn't help shrinking. No, she didn't want to die... Muxiyan hasn't died yet, how can she die!

However, no matter how she opened it, she couldn't make any business except sobbing. The next second, the bullet broke through the air, and there was a sound of Barra. Her chest was red with blood, and blood was seeping from the corners of her mouth.

I... don't want to... I

She opened her mouth, blood gushed out, and then her head was tilted and there was no breath, but her wide eyes were full of resentment and malice, which seemed particularly penetrating in this dark and dead space.

The two men were startled, looked at each other, and quickly cleaned up her body.

……

Mojia, Mowu room.

Mo Wu was lying flat on the bed. In his dream, he was fried into meat mud. He let his pupils shrink, suddenly woke up, and suddenly sat up.

"Come on! Come on!" he wiped his sweat and cried a few times, but the room was quiet and scary, and there was no response at all.

"Bastard!! where are all the people dead?!" he growled. He got out of bed and was about to go outside. As soon as he opened the bead curtain, a bloody human body fell down. He was surprised, quickly dodged, subconsciously pulled out * * * and shot several shots.

"Boom!" the thing hit the ground, shook a few times because of his shooting, and his brain flowed out, and then there was no movement.

Mo Wu's face sank. He walked over and opened it carefully. His pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, and the roar sounded earth shaking!

"Xiao Ruo!!!"

"Bang! Father, what happened?!"

"What's the matter, master?"

At the same time, the door was knocked open, and Mo Shaochen rushed in with Mo Tian, followed by a large number of people.

"Du Ruo?!" Mo Shaochen's eyes flashed and shouted.

The tragedy of the body surprised Mo Tian. This... Miss du

Mo Wu's eyes were scarlet and his expression was almost crazy. "Fu Junhao, I want you to die without a burial place!!!"

For a time, the Mohist school was in chaos, and the people at the bottom were at a loss. Mo Shaochen hooked the corners of his slightly lowered mouth, winked at the ink angel, and then withdrew to the door to wait.

Mo Tian's eyes flashed, walked over and whispered, "master, please save your sorrow. The top priority is to bury Miss Du and revenge first. Master, our arrangement is ready and we can start!"

The blood color in the bottom of Mo Wu's eyes flashed past. He looked at Du Ruo, who had been beyond recognition on the ground, and nodded heavily.

(PS: roar, you can't die easily and beyond recognition. Do mushroom cools like Du ruo's death ~ [bad laugh])