Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

The man behind hummed coldly, and the gun in his hand continued to aim at Ji Kun. He just walked slowly from behind Ji Kun to his face. When he saw Ji Kun's face, he had a moment's doubt: "who are you, how do I think I've seen you?"

Ji Kun looked calm as usual. He saw the man in front of him. It was Morian he was looking for. He said calmly: "my name is Ji Kun, special assistant beside Feng Xun. It's not strange that you met me..."

"Special help around Feng Xun?" He repeated this sentence slowly, frowning slowly, and doubted Ji Kun's words: "how can the president special help around the general manager of Tang Tang Feng be reduced to here and do the business of peeping into other people's privacy?"

Ji Kun light smile, not anxious to explain, but carefully observed the man in front of him, slowly said: "you are Morian van Jacques, there is a Chinese named Mo fan, right?"

Hearing that Ji Kun actually said his name word for word, Morian's face sank down, and there was more vigilance in his expression: "do you investigate me? Who on earth told me the news? "

He suddenly thought of something and asked with wide eyes, "is that Scott?"

In the TV news before, he saw Scott biting in the street and was arrested. He knew that something was wrong. Unexpectedly, he chose not to live in the original mansion and quietly moved to this hotel. The news was leaked out!

"I'm looking for you!" Ji Kun didn't hide his intention to find him. He said with a light look: "you mention Scott, it seems that you already know that something happened to Scott?"

"Scott is like that. The news is all over the place. Who can't know?" Morian sneered, but he didn't speak very well of Scott.

It's just that the special assistant in front of him who claims to be the general manager knows that Scott is in their hands. Does he become the ghost in the news?

"What did you do to Scott to make him like this?" Asked Morian, frowning and subconsciously holding the gun in his hand.

He knew that this man was quietly staring at himself in the dark. He must want to deal with himself, just like Scott!

"You are not Feng Xun's assistant at all. Tell me, are you sent by the rose cross?" Molian's gun barrel has been against Ji Kun's forehead, and his voice is more and more severe.

"Say, is it the venerable leader who asked you to get rid of me?"

"What do you think?" Ji Kun smiles noncommittally. When he mentions the title of "Zun Ling", his eyes flash with surprise.

It seems that, as Feng Shao said on the phone, among the members of the Rose Cross who participated in those years, there was one of the biggest behind the scenes commanders, but to his surprise, Morian did not call the president, but called him "the leader"!

"You must have been sent by the leader!" Morian said this, holding the gun's hand began to tremble, originally severe face turned pale, expression also began to become some despair.

"I'm so old. I haven't leaked any news for so many years. I even chose to quit the organization and act as an important medium for the leader and the outside world. How many important messages have been transmitted? Why did the leader send someone to get rid of me in the end?"

He almost tried his best to finish his words, and even almost tried to pull the trigger to kill Ji Kun first. At this moment, Ji Kun turned around and held his wrist directly. His wrist suddenly became sour, and Ji Kun threw browning on the ground.

Ji Kun kicked browning directly under the cupboard, then twisted Morian's body and pressed his shoulder on the sofa to make him unable to move.

Another tall man, who had been hiding in the room, rushed out immediately when he heard the movement outside. He held a handful of browning in his hand and pointed to Ji Kun with trembling lips. He said: "let him go..."

Ji Kun didn't let go. Instead, he looked up at the tall young man in front of him and confirmed that he was the one who had just accompanied Morian in the play. He coldly reminded him, "throw your browning away, or I won't show mercy!"

"I..." the young man also experienced such a scene for the first time. Originally, some white faces were even paler. He looked at Morian who was clamped down and couldn't move. He moved to Ji Kun's face and bravely said, "I... I won't listen to you..."

Ji Kun increased the strength in his hand. Sure enough, Morian, who was clamped to death by him, couldn't help crying out, which made the young man's face even whiter.

"You can pull the trigger, but I will let him block this bullet for me!" Ji Kun grabbed Morian's body and straightened up. He put one hand around his neck and let him stand in front of him, facing the muzzle of the young man's gun.

The young man's hands softened with fright. Browning, who had not been held tightly, fell to the ground with a bang, and was kicked away by Ji Kun.

"Do you have any other weapons?" Ji Kun raises eyebrows and asks, the young man shakes his head.

He just lightened the strength of his hand, directly clamped Morian to the sofa, released his hand, and threw him directly on the sofa.

Seeing this, the young man rushed forward to help Morian, who almost fell down, and nervously asked, "father, are you ok?"

Ji Kun heard that the young man called Morian as his father. He could not help picking his eyebrows and asked unexpectedly, "Morian, in the information I investigated, it seems that you are not married and have children. How can you have a son?"

"He's my adoptive father!" The young man glared at Ji Kun and looked back to see if his adoptive father, Morian, was hurt.

Morian took a deep breath, looked up at Ji Kun, frowned and asked, "why don't you kill me?"

"As I said, I'm Feng Xun's special assistant, not from the rose cross. Why should I kill you?" Ji Kun shook his head and asked in a funny way.

Morian's face improved a lot, and he was deeply relieved. From Ji Kun's action just now, he could see that this man really didn't come to kill himself. Otherwise, with his skill, he didn't have to do this!

"Then why are you spying on me?" Morian adjusted his breath, sat up straight on the sofa and asked, "it seems that Feng Zong and I have nothing to do with business..."

Ji Kun didn't bother to answer him, but directly asked: "Morian, I ask you, why did you retreat from Rose Cross?"