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His gaze moved with the rapidly moving dark shadow outside the window.

"Bochen, what's wrong?" Ye Yanran noticed the man's abnormality.

"Shh~" Huang Fuchen motioned to the woman in a low voice, turned over and got down*, reached out and pulled the futon, covered the woman, and walked softly towards the hanger on the side.

Huang Fuchen took out the gun from his clothes, and walked out step by step. . .

The door was pushed open...

Huang Fuchen jumped and flew out of the room.

"Bang bang bang~~" A gunshot rang out outside the room, and Ye Yanran was lying on the *, startled.

Immediately afterward, the footsteps of soldiers were heard outside.

Huang Fuchen was standing under the eaves, and in the middle of the front yard lay an injured masked man in black, who was curled up on the ground at the moment because his foot was shot by a bullet fired by Huang Fuchen*.

Huang Fuchen's sharp eagle eyes fell on the other masked man in black, who had already escaped from the high wall of the courtyard and disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Zhigang rushed over with a group of soldiers who were keeping vigil, "You guys! Chase! Chase the Assassins! ”

Zheng Zhigang then came to Huang Fuchen, "Dashuai, are you and your wife okay?" ”

Huang Fuchen put away the gun in his palm and walked towards the masked man in black lying on the ground.

"Say! Who sent you? Huang Fuchen asked in a cold voice.

The man in black who was curled up on the ground suddenly trembled, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Zheng Zhigang on the side saw it, was shocked, and hurriedly stepped up to pick up the man in black on the ground, and reached out to tear off the mask of the man in black.

Beneath the mask, the Assassin rolled his eyes and spat black blood.

"Dashuai, it seems that he took poison in advance." Zheng Zhigang said to Huang Fuchen.

"Search him and see if there are any suspicious marks on him?" Huang Fuchen fell coldly.

Zheng Zhigang immediately stepped forward and searched left and right on the fallen assassin.

"Handsome! No suspicious traces were found. It seems that they are prepared, and they are all well-trained killers. ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell coldly, thinking in his heart, and in the dark, he felt that someone was playing some game with him.

"Dashuai, what should I do now?" Zheng Zhigang asked.

"Strengthened manpower protection around the Overseer's Palace!" Huang Fuchen ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

。。。。

When Huang Fuchen returned to the room, he opened the * tent, and Ye Yanran had already fallen asleep.

Huang Fuchen got on the couch, reached out and touched the woman's sleeping face, hooked his lips and smiled softly, "Yan'er? Slept? ”

Ye Yanran was hazy, and felt a pair of palms floating on her body, moved her lips slightly, and muttered, "Bochen? There you are? Who was out there just now? Assassins? ”

"Some thieves who don't know the height of the sky, Yan'er, don't worry, let's continue."

Huang Fuchen's palm hooked the satin shirt on the woman's body, untied it lightly, and reached out to untie the * under the woman.

"Yan'er, I'll take it lightly, you have to say that your wound hurts."

"Hmm." Ye Yanran nodded shyly, and her legs wrapped around the man's strong waist.

The night is as deep as water, and every minute and second has passed.

The woman was sweating and lying on the man's chest, panting, her beautiful eyes were blurred.

"Yan'er, are you happy?" The man's palms swooped into the base of the woman's legs.

There was a tingling tremble, Ye Yanran shivered slightly, and looked at the man sideways, "Bochen, don't touch it, it's so itchy~"

"Hehe~" The man smiled lowly, still not withdrawing his hand, just staying like that.

"Yan'er, you look very good-looking when you are emotional, very funny, you want to don't say it, you look shy, you look at me so much, hahaha~~" Huang Fuchen teased the woman with interest.

"Bochen, tease me again! It's really annoying~" Ye Yanran buried her head in the man's chest.

"Hahaha~, Yan'er, I like to tease you like this~" Huang Fuchen couldn't help laughing loudly.

The palms of those hands pinched the sensitive parts of the woman's body, caressing and teasing them wantonly.

"Don't be like this~, Bochen, rest early, aren't you tired?" Ye Yanran looked at the man with hazy eyes.

Huang Fuchen's forehead was against the woman's forehead, "I'm tired, I'm tired, I still like to tease you, it's funny." ”

Ye Yanran buried her head in the man's chest, and kissed the man's chest with her lips, "I also think it's funny, teasing you, are you happy?" ”

"Yan'er, if that's the case, I can't wait."

Huang Fuchen's palm suddenly pressed down on the woman's head, "Yan'er, kiss it again, I like you to treat me like this." ”

Ye Yanran shook her head slightly, "Bochen, my wound is not healed yet, when I am healed, I will kiss you." ”

"Really?"

Ye Yanran bit her lip and nodded, "Well, I don't lie to you, Bochen, be good, go to sleep~"

"Okay~, Yan'er, I'll wait for you to heal, wait for you to kiss me~"

Huang Fuchen leaned closer to his head and exhaled hot air in the woman's ear, "Remember to kiss everywhere, don't let go of any place, huh?" ”

"I hate it~ not serious."

"Hahaha~" The man's hearty laughter echoed in the room.

After a few moments, the two fell asleep.

。。。。

In the public concession.

In the Japanese art hall, in the samurai room, the shirtless Sato Daisa is practicing swordsmanship.

The paper sliding door was pushed open.

"Mr. Sato, the person sent has returned!"

"What's the situation?" The katana in Sato's hand was drawn from the tip of the knife to the hilt.

"I couldn't find the key that Young Master Mu said, and the person sent to kill one on the spot, leaving only one back!"

The katana in Sato Daisa's palm was thrown quickly, and it hit the scabbard of the wall, turned around, and looked at his subordinates, "Such an important key, Huang Fuchen will definitely not put it casually, he must carry it with him." ”

"Mr. Sato, my subordinates think so too."

Sato Osa turned around, drenched in sweat, his eyes were angry, and he looked into the distance.

"It seems that we have to change the way and force Huang Fuchen to hand over the key himself." Sato Daisa's voice was deep.

Sato Osa walked towards the next room, and the woman guarding the door pushed the sliding door.

Jin Xueli was fiddling with a pot of flowers, and when she heard the movement of Sato Daisaku coming in, she turned around in an instant and said softly, "Mr. Sato~"

Sato Osa stepped forward and grabbed Jin Xueli's thin waist with one palm.

"Ah~" Jin Xueli exclaimed.

Sato Daisa's palm rudely opened Jin Xueli's kimono, lifted Jin Xueli's right leg, and turned his back to the woman.

"Don't move! Just stand! ”

Jin Xueli propped her arms against the wall, wrinkling her brows to bear it.

。。。。

Three days passed.

At dawn, in Siyuan's No. 7 mansion.

Adjutant Chen got up and got off* and began to get dressed quickly.

Behind her, Fu Annie held the side of her face with one hand, watching the man's dressing movements with all kinds of style, and picked up a bunch of keys with the other hand and shook it.

"Little adjutant~, what kind of key is this?"

Adjutant Chen heard the sound of the key and turned to look, "Why is this key in your hand?" ”

Fu Annie raised her eyebrows, "Oh~, the key that fell out of your clothes looks quite exquisite, the key to Huang Fuchen's treasury, or the key to which house?" ”

When Adjutant Chen heard Fu Annie say this, his face darkened, and his voice became cold, "You want to inquire about Dashuai?" ”

"Cut~, you think too much~, I'm afraid that you will lose the important key of Huang Fuchen and be punished when the time comes."

When Adjutant Chen heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, reached out and took the bunch of keys in Fu Annie's hand, looked at it for a moment, and then looked at Fu Annie.

Adjutant Chen thought for a moment in his heart, but still opened his mouth, "Actually, this key is not Dashuai's, it's mine." ”

"Oh?" Fu Annie's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "Your key?" Such a big list, the key to the old mansion in Zhaoyang? ”

Adjutant Chen looked into Fu Annie's eyes, and those handsome eyes looked into her eyes.

"No, it's the key to a house in Qizhou, a while ago, the handsome man said that it was given to me to marry my daughter-in-law." Adjutant Chen said that his voice was lowered a little, and a pair of eyes looked at Fu Annie's reaction so carefully.

When Fu Annie heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and sat up in an instant, "Little adjutant, are you going to marry a daughter-in-law?" Which girl? Is it pretty? ”

When Adjutant Chen heard Fu Annie ask himself like this, he felt an inexplicable irritability and displeasure in his heart, turned his face away, and fell in a cold voice, "It's not decided yet!" My boss is not small, and the handsome and his wife just care about me and prepare for me in advance. ”

"Oops~" Fu Annie teased a little, "I can't see that Huang Fuchen is really good to you, a little lieutenant~"

Adjutant Chen listened to Fu Annie's teasing, and was very unhappy in his heart, and stood up in an instant.

"Give me back the key!" Adjutant Chen fell with an angry tone.

Fu Annie listened to this angry voice, and angrily threw the key to Adjutant Chen, "If you return it, you will return it, a dilapidated house, Miss Ben is not rare~"

The bunch of keys was left on the ground.

Adjutant Chen watched, bent over, a pair of clear eyes seemed to be dyed with anger, and picked up the key on the ground.

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