He condensed his sword eyebrows and asked, "Do you plan to tell him about killing your biological mother?"

"You mean the bitch whose head I cut off and fed to the dogs, son? I mentioned this to my father, but he told me that although he had a relationship with Li Tiemei back then, she was not my mother, and even Li Tiemei herself didn't know about it. ”

"Oh, who the hell is your mother?"

The fire butterfly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes and said, "My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me. She gave birth almost at the same time as Li Tiemei, who was plagued by amorous illness and gave birth to a child who did not survive, and she herself almost hung up and was in a coma for six or seven days.

For my biological mother, my father loved Youjia, and her death hit him very hard, and even hearing his biological mother's name would make him want to kill excitedly. So he once said to the public that I was Li Tiemei's child, and the doctors, nurses and other people who knew about me were secretly killed by him, and this matter became a 'fact' over time. ”

Chen Xuan kissed her on the cheek, hugged her neck, and said: "The unhappy past is over, and there will be happiness left in the future. ”

The fire butterfly nodded, sinking its head deep into his arms, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

Chen Xuan stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but the more the woman cried, the more serious it became, and her body trembled slightly.

"You're still angry with me because of what happened that day?"

The fire butterfly pouted, wiped her face with a tissue, suddenly laughed, and said, "I'm happy." ”

Chen Xuan sighed deeply: "You women are really weird, happy to cry like this." ”

The fire butterfly was a little emotional, unbuttoned his shirt twice, pressed a bite mark on his shoulder, and asked, "Does it still hurt now?"

Chen Xuan still clearly remembered that it was a rainy night, and the two had each other for the first time. In order to keep him from forgetting himself for the rest of his life, the butterfly showed her two neat rows of small teeth and bit it like a mother animal.

Because Chen Xuan didn't use the power of the sun to heal his injuries, there were still scars there.

"It hurts! This hurts a part of your soul, as long as you hurt, even if it's heartache, it will hurt with it!" Chen Xuan's brows tightened, pretending to be real.

The fire butterfly was stunned for a while, and the tears fell again. At this time, she felt that she no longer belonged to herself, and everything she had was taken away by the guy next to her.

"My dear, I love you so much, even if everyone in this world hates me, curses me, and despises me, I love you just as much. The woman's voice was a little choked.

The car was still driving at the slowest speed, but the car was full of kissing sounds, and Chen Xuan became more and more restless.

The scorching heat blew against the side of the woman's face, making her heart beat wildly.

"Honey, you're too anxious, wait until you go back to do it, this car is still moving...... Hmmm......"

Chen Xuan turned a deaf ear to the woman's words and continued to do so. Unintentionally, his left foot stepped on the accelerator, and the car let out a low "roar", shooting like an arrow off the string.

The scenery outside the window began to flash rapidly, making the fire butterfly feel a different kind of stimulation, her big beautiful eyes had long been blurred, and the rate of breathing had become chaotic.

Chen Xuan didn't care about the car at all, picked her up, and put her on his side.

The car was driving at such a high speed, and the fire butterfly couldn't tell whether it was the bumps caused by the rough road conditions or the man's movements.

She has to control the steering wheel so that the car doesn't crash, and she has to cooperate with the man, and this strong stimulation makes her crazy......

While Chen Xuan was enjoying the lost happiness of being with a woman, a passenger plane flying from abroad landed at Qinhai Airport. The cabin door opened, and the passengers descended the gangway one after another. The last man to walk out was a man who looked different from the others.

His clothes were silver, and they were dazzling in the sunlight. He wears a pair of plain black sunglasses, a thick chain around his neck, and a skull pendant. What's even more special is that he has silver hair all over his head and doesn't have a bit of variegation.

The man's face was expressionless, like a zombie. Seeing that there was no one on the gangway, he walked down slowly.

Seven or eight minutes later, he walked out of the airport, flagged down a taxi and left. About half an hour later, the car stopped in a villa complex.

At this time, Yang Fuhua was resting on a recliner when a strange wind suddenly blew and puffed up the silk curtains. As if sensing something unusual, he quickly opened his eyes to see a silver-haired man step out from behind the curtains.

He was taken aback, and reflexively shouted, "Come on!"

The door was pushed open, and two bodyguards in suits with guns broke into the door and jumped to Yang Fuhua's side, waiting for him to give the order.

The silver-haired man's mouth was very small, a bit like a woman's, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, let's meet again." ”

Yang Fuhua fixed his eyes and said, "Thirty-two, it's you!"

It took him a moment to come to his senses, and he took out his handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. He wanted to take a sip of tea from his cup, but his arm kept shaking slightly, causing some water to spill out of the cup. Even though the other party was wearing sunglasses, the powerful aura still made him a little afraid to look directly.

After taking a sip of tea and suppressing the shock, Yang Fuhua said, "Where are you from?"

"North Africa, it's a killer's paradise. ”

"Hehe, my little security system, in the eyes of your Black Mamba General, is not bullshit at all. Even at the missile research base in the United States, Mr. Thirty-Two comes and goes freely. It's just that I didn't expect you to come too soon. ”

Thirty-two said indifferently: "As a top international killer, it is a quality that must be possessed as soon as I receive the business, and my work will inevitably make the owner unable to find the slightest flaw." ”

Yang Fuhua laughed out loud and said, "There is more than just an employment relationship between you and me. Don't forget, if I hadn't paid for my help, Black Mamba wouldn't have been able to have his current status in the Killer Alliance. ”

Thirty-two said indifferently: "The relationship between my eyes is simple and clear, you are the gold master, I am the killer, that's all." And I'm going to tell you that it's best not to ask me for any favors, because it will disgust me very much. There were some people who thought they were kind to me and pointed fingers at me, but I killed them. ”

The two bodyguards didn't know Thirty-two, only that a ghostly man had easily broken into the master's room by avoiding the impermeable security system in the villa.

"Boy, who do you think you are, you dare to threaten Mr. Yang, it's really damned!"

With a loud shout, the two rushed directly over, punching Thirty-Two, ready to subdue him immediately.

Yang Fuhua wanted to stop it, but it was too late, he sighed, and had already roughly guessed the fate of the two bodyguards.

Thirty-two still didn't change the slightest expression, and stretched out his hands to easily clench the fists of the two. With a slight force in his hand, the two sandbag-sized iron fists were crushed like tofu, the flesh and skin cracked, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed.

As soon as the two let out a scream, a knife slashed into the neck of one of them. With a click, the man's neck bone shattered directly and fell to the ground on his stomach.