I love you, Mr.Commander

He felt uneasy, as if something had been pulled away from him at that moment, and Shengsheng ran away from his fingers, so that he couldn't hold it no matter how hard he tried.

When he returned to the second floor, he saw the pried door at a glance. At this time, he slightly opened a crack, probably because he didn't close it tightly in a hurry.

Prying the door is not like what Lin Qing can do.

From just now on, he had a little doubt. Lin qingruo could not ignore his call. Thinking of what Liang ruoyi said, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and narrowed his pupils.

"Commander!" The subordinates stepped forward in a low voice and wanted to go in and explore before Mu left.

Mu Li waved his hand and stopped, "my woman, I'll go myself."

The subordinates were inconvenient to speak again and retreated behind them.

"Lin Qing?" Mu Li's slender legs stepped into the door. Each old house has a small area. You can have a panoramic view of every corner at a glance.

He could see clearly in the dark. The doors of each room were tightly closed, because no one had lived for a long time. It was easy to tell whether someone had opened it just now.

Obviously, none.

Mu Li fixed at the door, and his eyes fell on the side wall of the living room.

Only there is a dead corner.

Lin Qing was put by Zheng Yan against her neck with a knife. She didn't dare to make a sound and even her breath was trembling. Zheng Yan can't carry a gun, so he always carries three or five knives with him.

"Lin Qing, I heard your voice." Mu Li's thin lips light hook, can't hear the joy and anger of his voice, but his black eyes stare at the dead corner coldly.

Almost as soon as he stopped, he could make sure there were people there, and two.

Zheng Yan knows he can't take Lin Qing away this time, but he doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity. He knows that he can't face Mu Li with his strength.

Listening to Mu Li's footsteps getting closer and closer, Zheng Yan looked back. There was a small balcony at the end of the living room, and the window was half open.

Lin Qing's neck was butted by the cold tip of the knife, and there was a tendency to pierce from time to time.

Mu is so close to Mingming, but she can't see him.

Lin Qing closed her eyes and felt that the hand covering her mouth was loose. She suddenly opened her eyes full of water and didn't cross her face: "Mu Li, I'm here!"

Zheng Yan wanted to hold her down. It was too late. He cut off her back neck with his palm. Lin Qing's body was soft and leaned down slowly along the cold wall.

He took back his knife, rushed to the other end of the living room and jumped into the windowsill almost at the moment of turning. He bowed and was hiding behind the half closed curtain.

Hearing Lin Qing's voice, Mu Li strode forward. He never felt his footsteps so heavy. He almost turned to the side wall with his breath.

"Lin Qing!" As soon as he breathed, he saw Lin Qing fall softly to the ground, and the snow-white shawl on his shoulder was dyed gray by the dust on the ground.

Lin Qing lost consciousness and leaned aside against the wall.

Mu Li rushed to her side, and the palm holding her round shoulder was trembling. He explored her nose, and his tight nerves relaxed for a few minutes.

Okay, she's okay.

not so bad.

Mu Li hugged her tightly in his arms, wrapped her thin waist with one hand and tightened her shoulder with the other. This overbearing and possessive posture seemed to rub her into her body.

He's scared. He's really scared.

Seeing Lin Qing falling to the ground, the pale little face was lifeless and pulled his heart up.

He didn't know how much he regretted, and he never regretted like this, leaving her trapped here to bear the pain that didn't belong to her.

Holding her arm, Lin Qing didn't open her eyes.

She was tired. Although Zheng Yan didn't start too hard, she didn't have the strength to wake up. Maybe it's good to sleep like this.

Perhaps, when she woke up again, she had escaped from the nightmare. Whether it was Mu Li or her Mu Li, everything had not changed.

Mu Li let her go and looked at her carefully through the weak night. That beautiful little face lost a lot in a few days. A pair of eyes closed tightly, but the corners of his eyes were soaked with tears.

He could not imagine how scared she was, and even more could not imagine how painful and cold her heart was when she heard what he said on the phone.

How she wished he could be by her side at that time, even if he only stretched out a hand, even if he didn't explain a word, even if he just looked at her.

But she waited so long that she didn't wait.

At that moment, her heart was really cold.

But even so, she's still waiting.

Waiting for him seemed endless. She was always waiting for him, but waiting for the results of tearing her heart apart.

This time, it's still the same.

Lin Qing's head leaned against Mu Li's arms. It seemed that he felt the familiar breath and rubbed it gently on his chest.

Mu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, lowered his head and looked at her tightly. Unexpectedly, when he saw her again, it was different from the beginning.

He thought three days were short, but he didn't expect it to be so long.

Mu Li's slender fingers gently brushed her cold face, and then carefully picked her up. These hands that didn't shake even raising a gun could not help trembling at this time.

"Lin Qing, let's go home."

He was afraid that he would lose Lin Qing again in the next second, and he walked very fast at every step under his feet.

Lin Qing seemed to hum in his arms and frown, but his eyes didn't open.

She must have had a nightmare. Maybe he hasn't come to save her in the dream.

Mu Li was about to turn the corner when he held her. He suddenly noticed something and stopped. He quickly turned back and saw a flying knife flying straight at him. The sharp tip of the knife gave a cold light in the night.

He could have avoided it, even reaching out to block it. But he was holding Lin Qing in his arms at the moment. He only paused a little and lost the best time to escape.

Mu Li half turned around, and the cold light flashed through the smoke and dust filled air.

He didn't frown. The knife went into his back shoulder.

If he doesn't stop, Lin Qing will be injured.

"Commander mu, have you forgotten something?" Zheng Yan was in the dark of the balcony. With the help of the curtain, Mu Li didn't see his face.

"If you have anything to say, I don't have time to spend here with you." Mu Li's eyebrows were cold, and his back shoulder was bleeding. The knife was deeply pierced. Fortunately, the knife itself was not long.

"I helped you save Mrs. Mu from those people. The knife just now is even." Zheng Yan still didn't appear. He looked downstairs as he said.

Sure enough, someone is guarding below.

"Since you saved her, why did you hurt her?" Mu Li is angry. Lin Qing is unconscious now. He was too lazy to take care of the man hiding on the balcony.

He saw the obvious place just around the corner. He can't ignore it.

"Hurt her? I didn't. " Zheng Yan's voice was a little more deliberate. He calculated the probability of escaping here. Obviously, Mu Li would not let him leave easily. "Compared with what commander Mu did, I was clearly helping her, okay?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Mu Li turned and looked at the balcony. His eyes were cold and ruthless.

Zheng Yan came out of the darkness and stood on the balcony. He pulled his figure very long through the night. His face cast a shadow and couldn't see his face clearly.

"Since three years ago, I have vowed to kill you, Mu Li." Zheng Yan bit his hatred in every word and raised a tide of anger at the bottom of his eyes. "I want you to taste the pain that life is better than death."

"Life is better than death?" Mu left the corners of his lips and looked at the people in his arms. His eyes were not slow.

But what he cares about is another sentence in Zheng Yan's mouth.

Three years ago?

Mu Li couldn't wait to think of the accident three years ago.

"Who are you?"

Zheng Yan's face after cosmetic surgery could not find any defects, but he had no feelings: "aren't you very powerful? Can you cover the sky with one hand in city a? Why can't you even guess who I am? "

Zheng Yan sneered. In the night, the hand behind him moved, and a knife gave out a cold light, emitting a heavy and cold metal feeling.

Mu Li's eyebrows were cold. He had guessed something in his heart, but the man was still alive?

When the explosion happened suddenly, all the evidence pointed to the accident, and the Liang family easily got away from it. There were too many wounded people after the incident. They recovered all the injured people, but found one missing on the way.

Mu Li immediately took people back to the scene in person. Unexpectedly, a second explosion occurred. When they looked for it again, they couldn't find a trace of Zheng Yuan.

Mu Li and his people stayed awake for three days and nights, and even searched the cliff not far from the explosion several times, but even Zheng Yuan's body was not found in the capital.

He returned disappointed. At that time, all of them thought that Zheng Yuan was dead.

Although he couldn't see the people in front of him, Mu li felt more familiar with his voice. Is it really him?

Zheng Yan took advantage of his distraction and flew the knife out. Mu Li couldn't dodge. When he avoided, his arm was unstable and fell on Lin Qing.

Mu Li uttered a low curse, but saw the figure flashing on the balcony a few meters away. In the next moment, Zheng Yan robbed Lin Qing from his hand and drew the unconscious woman into his arms.

"Let her go." Mu Li's eyes were cold. They were very close. This time Mu Li saw Zheng Yan's face.

This is not the face he knows.

"Why, after changing his face, Mujun doesn't know him?" The movement of Zheng Yan's hand attracted Mu Li's attention.

Mu Li's eyebrows suddenly tightened, and his sight fell on Zheng Yan's hand against Lin Qing's knife.

"What do you want?"

Zheng Yan could see that he was very nervous.

The man who was so nervous that he had always been calm and calm, his breath was obviously heavy at this time.

Lin Qing was still unconscious. The sharp tip of the knife was against her slender neck and scratched across her soft skin.

"I said, just want to give you back all the pain at that time." Zheng Yan's eyes swallowed by hatred are dark and dark. If Lin Qing is dead, Mu Li must live better than die.

Mu Li's black eyes became more and more sinister, and each word was like falling ice pool: "the explosion at that time was not an accident, it was the hands and feet of the Liang family."

"I don't care if it's an accident!" Zheng Yan suddenly raised his voice and stared at Mu Li with a pair of eyes. "What I hate is that I was going to die at that time, but it was so worthless! Do you know what it feels like to be abandoned? When I'm covered in blood, watching your car getting farther and farther away, but I can't even make a sound, where are you! "

His voice trembled, as if to vent all the pain of the past three years, and the knife against Lin Qing's neck kept shaking.

Mu Li's eyes narrowed coldly and pulled out a sharp arc: "let go of her. If you want revenge, come to me."