"Can I find out what happened?"

Natasha's expression became calm.

"Of course." Misapples said lightly: "There is nothing that cannot be said about this. It's nothing more than that piece of land. ”

Natasha frowned: "You've been there?" ”

"I've been." Mispreith said, "But not close. I've been targeted ever since. Some people may think that I have obtained some secrets. ”

"Perhaps." Natasha said, "I didn't go. Because I can feel the crisis there. I felt like if I dared to come near there, I would die. You're bolder than I am. ”

After a pause, she said, "Three of our people died because of that land, all of them elites. I had to be careful. ”

"Actually, I'm just here to do business." Misapples said, "I'm a trader, aren't I? ”

"It's okay to lie to others." Natasha scoffed, "Who doesn't know that land now? Do you want to buy that piece of land? ”

Mispres moved to make himself a little more comfortable: "Why not? ”

Speaking of this, the expressions of both of them became serious.

"What do you think about last night?" Misapples stared at Natasha tightly, "Tell me how many people died?" Are those two very people dead? ”

Natasha tucked a few strands of loose hair: "You should take care of your injuries." ”

"Did your people do it?" Misapples said meaningfully: "The big international organization is different, even the executioner was killed, it's amazing." ”

Natasha didn't answer, and stood up: "You should have recovered from your injuries sooner and then go back." ”

The door clicked, Chang Wei came in, and the two women immediately stopped talking, and their expressions became calm.

"I'll cook."

Carrying a large grouper, Chang Wei silently walked into the kitchen.

A dull and flaming breakfast. Chang Wei ate honestly, while experiencing the confrontation between the two women's words, under the peaceful skin, there was a battlefield-like battle.

Chang Wei always felt that the red-haired woman was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Fortunately, he is not a driller, and he doesn't want to think about it if he can't think of it. Presumably some impressions left by the ex?

Or maybe some inexplicable feeling? It's like some people, many times they see certain scenes and feel familiar, but in fact they have never seen or experienced them before.

That's probably it.

After breakfast, the burgundy woman left. Without a verbal opponent, Misapples is finally at peace.

She either stayed in the house, or limped out to watch Chang Wei mow the lawn. And the spots and the killers, which were tied there, and she occasionally teased them, causing a roar.

Chang Wei's daily life unfolded like this. It's no different from an ordinary farmer, except that there are two jaguars at home and the food is even tastier.

Get to work and come back to cook. Sullenly change gauze on Misapples' thighs, or go to town to buy her anti-inflammatory drugs.

Rarely speaks, honestly.

It's just that in secret, he quietly added plant life essence to the cup where Misapples drank water, and added some to his meals.

Don't get me wrong, it's not his old feelings rekindled. Although this woman is still beautiful in his eyes, she is a representative of trouble. He just wanted her to recover faster and leave sooner.

It was said to be three days, but in fact it was ten days.

She didn't leave until a black Mercedes came to the farm.

And she paid what she thought she should pay.

Chang Wei looked at the plum blossoms on the sheets in a daze, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Alena's words still echoed in her ears.

"I'm two parallel lines to you. You're a good guy, really. She put it this way: "My life is wandering in a storm, do you know how much I want a haven of peace? I love it here, mowing the grass, grazing the cattle and watching the sunset every day. But it's not my life. ”

At that time, she touched Chang Wei's face: "Little brother, I can't say that I have a crush on you, you take care of me, I pay the price, that's all." It's a deal, you know? I sincerely hope that you will be able to live a quiet life like this in the future, away from complexity. ”

"You're going to forget me, everything these days, and Natasha." She kissed Chang Wei: "But I will remember you." Although it's not fair. ”

She spread her hand, revealing something like a pen, clicking, white light shining.

Chang Wei folded the sheets and sighed fullly.

"Why didn't I hold back?" He was extremely annoyed: "Is she too good, or am I too poor?" ”

"It shouldn't be." He scratched his hair: "My concentration shouldn't be bad." Kill without blinking! ”

Carefully hiding the sheets, he sat on the threshold, looking at the sunset on the horizon.

Three lives as a man, and finally became a real man, that kind of wonderful aftertaste is endless, but it also brings him endless troubles. That woman is so hateful!

She thought she could erase Chang Wei's memories with that kind of gadget? Joke!

Is it true that the cultivation support system is only used to assist in cultivation? That is also the means of the Xianmen to prevent the disciples from leaking secrets and protect the souls of the disciples!

What's more, her low-level gadgets can't even break through Chang Wei's Gang Qi Talisman.

Chang Wei didn't expect that he was just pretending to be an honest person for a few days, and he was favored by a woman, although she said it was a deal.

Maybe it has something to do with her profession?

Agent. I'm used to seeing social elites, but I think that dirt buns are more flavorful?

Although Alena didn't say it, everything indicated her identity. Philanthropists, international trade, are just a layer of skin.

Like the burgundy woman he thought was a little familiar, they were the same kind of people. Just don't belong to the same organization.

Not an enemy, but certainly two women who are opponents.

Alena brought troubles, many troubles to Chang Wei.

Chang Wei doesn't want to leave a woman who gives him chastity, he is a traditional man!

Even if she's an agent.

But he's a goo!

So he was annoyed. I couldn't hold back my annoyance. If you refuse at the time, the beauty is gone, but neither is the trouble.

Therefore, there are two sides to things, and Chang Wei has deeply realized it.

If you get the wonderful, you get the troubles, and if you don't have the wonderful, there are no troubles.

"It's just a no-brainer." Chang Wei stood up and walked around: "The sense of security has been greatly reduced. There are even things to erase memories, so it's no wonder that agents do it above board. There's a bit of water in this world... I've got to practice... As for her, let's just take it as a wonderful memory, scum is scum, anyway, I was erased. ”