The first plan failed!

Han Xiaoyu rubbed his eyebrows, he remembered that Mu Ling'er was a money fan, a foodie, and an ancient wind control. Since the pen is not good, www.biquge.info is not good, then ......

After eating breakfast at Mu's house, Lin Long was very cooperative in driving Mu Ling'er and Han Xiaoyu home. Mu Ling'er raised her hands in favor of the Han Group's system of not going to work on Sundays, she didn't want to be unable to sleep for a week!

Mu Ling'er jumped into the cloakroom, looked left and right, she still decided to wear a low-key dress, but as soon as she looked at the brand, Mu Ling'er instantly fell silent. MD! This man is so rich! Not to mention all famous brands, there are more than a dozen handmade dresses by famous designers! Damn! She just wants to go shopping!

In the end, Mu Ling'er wore a small brown suit, and came out of the cloakroom with circles in her eyes.

Bang! Han Xiaoyu walked out of the study with anti-radiation glasses and a stack of documents in her hand, and when she saw Mu Ling'er, her hands shook, and the documents fell on the floor. Ling'er, finally found the cloakroom! Ling'er finally wore the clothes he bought! Han Xiaoyu walked up and hugged Mu Ling'er in her arms, this little dress really suited her! The brown knee-length skirt, with the coffee-colored waist-length coat, and the plush ball decoration, looked like a little elf!

Mu Ling'er was pulled back to her senses by this hug. When I rolled my eyes, I saw the document that was trampled under my feet by the cold rain. Nani! Let me count a few zeros! Mu Ling'er slammed away the cold rain, picked up the document tremblingly, staring at the string of numbers and drooling!

"Ling'er, do you want to?" Han Xiaoyu's faint voice came, with a hint of loneliness. "Hmm! I want to!" Mu Ling'er didn't hesitate! She was a money fan! She just liked to look at a large number of numbers! "That's for you." There was still no emotion in Han Xiaoyu's tone.

"Okay, the rain is big, I'm going to buy you for a year with 100 million!" Mu Ling'er held up the document in her hand, pointed to Han Xiaoyu, and began to seek benefits for herself. "You can't miss three meals a day, you have to pick you up and drop off work, you have to be on call, you can't eat and talk and sleep together! Do you agree?"

"Okay!" Han Xiaoyu is very simple, even if she doesn't mention these things, he will accompany her like this!"Yu Dada, you will be my person from now on! You are not allowed to look at other women! You are not allowed to beat the ideas of my three friends!" Mu Ling'er ordered domineeringly. Han Xiaoyu hooked her lips and smiled, showing her charm!

"I'm going out shopping now, you wait for me at home!" Mu Ling'er handed the document to Han Xiaoyu and walked to the door. "Also, don't smile at others like this!" Mu Ling'er interprets the image of a heinous employer oppressing a poor and obedient little slave very well. Handsomely shook his hair, leaving Han Xiaoyu with a handsome back and waving his sleeves, not taking away a cloud!

Han Xiaoyu looked around, and the house didn't seem to be that big. Packed up the papers, Han Xiaoyu walked to the kitchen, no matter how much work she did, she couldn't help but listen to Xiao Ling'er!

Besides, Mu Ling'er, when she got out of the building, she keenly felt that someone was following her. took a taxi, and Mu Linger went straight to the largest comic exhibition in City B.

"Girl, are you going to the C comic show?" The driver confirmed the destination loudly to Mu Ling'er.

"Hmm!" Mu Ling'er replied in a loud and defenseless voice. "Okay!" the driver uncle was very enthusiastic. "Girl, do you like comic cons too? My girl likes it very much, and she can't stop it!" Mu Ling'er responded. "Yes, I can't understand anything, what's so funny!" the uncle didn't dislike Mu Ling'er's coldness at all, and asked when he opened his mouth!

"Those who don't understand won't know! Uncle has arrived!" Mu Ling'er didn't want to do anything here.

"Oh, good!" the uncle waved his hand and sent Mu Ling'er away. "Boss, the target has entered the designated area!" the uncle swept the smile on his face and calmly called to report. "Hmm!"

Mu Ling'er happily wandered around, not caring at all about the several groups of killers following behind her.

Props, handcuffs, rubber bands, wigs, and all kinds of strange clothes······! Several killers couldn't help but glance at each other, this woman wouldn't find them, would she?

"Hmm······ It's almost ······." Mu Ling'er held her little head, she still wanted to buy something······ Since the men who follow behind are so idle, let's help them find something to do!

Forget it! Let's get another needle!

Mu Ling'er, who bought a bunch of things, thought about the visual feast of the evening, which was in a super good mood and hummed a song, and walked into an alley.

Here it comes!

The sloppiness in the eyes of the trailing killer gradually dissipated, replaced by an extreme calmness. The basic purpose of the killer is: no matter who the target is, no matter who he is, he must not have feelings for him!

At the end of the alley, Mu Ling'er slowly took out a small wooden stick and a silver needle. Anyway, I have itchy hands recently, and I practiced silver needles when I had nothing to do, and I don't know if I can kill someone!

Looking at the five people who followed up and secretly estimated the valuation, Mu Ling'er pouted, this employer is really rich! Why don't you help her, a poor person! Holding a bunch of things in one hand and a silver needle in the other, Mu Ling'er stood in place defenselessly.

The corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and his pink little tongue licked his upper lip, his eyes bloodthirsty. "Blood Shura!"

"What!" The five killers were shocked, the head of the famous blood-colored scarlet flower in the mercenary world - Blood Shura!

The five of them were shocked for a moment and immediately calmed down, fortunately it wasn't the pervert of the Demon King!

"That······ Sister Shura, can we not die?" the expressions of the five people were pitiful.

What! Not to die! How can this be! Are you hired by your employer to tell jokes? "No!" Although she was almost crazy in her heart, for the sake of her domineering image of Blood Shura, Mu Ling'er decisively did not call out.

"Sister Shura, we want to ask, why can employers come and spend money?" The leading killer's curiosity was overflowing.

"You can take care of it!" Although Mu Ling'er wants to maintain her image, this killer is too verbose!