The gun was silenced.

As soon as the shot went down, I saw the bald man covering his right arm in pain, and blood flowed from his arm.

Ji Huaishen handed the gun to Gu Zuo unhurriedly, and his tone was lazy: "I'm sorry, your hand ...... I'm looking at it as an eyesore. ”

The cold and ruthless words are like a death sentence.

His face was blank, and he didn't even blink his eyes when he fired.

The cold breath all over his body made people shiver.

Mu Xiaocheng, whose eyes were covered, trembled involuntarily.

Even when his eyes were blocked, she knew what was going on.

She suddenly understood why everyone was afraid of him.

The bald man sat down on the ground in pain.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His hand......

Ji Huaishen asked him just now, and he didn't count at all, he did it on purpose.

Deliberately tortured him like this!

He didn't even blink an eye, and he wasted his hand.

This man, as rumored, is cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Mr. Ji, I—I really know it's wrong, please, spare me this ......"

Because of the blood shed, the bald man's tone was a little weak, but he was still begging for mercy.

Ji Huaishen didn't speak, only to see those in black suits, well-trained, suppressing all the bald man's subordinates, and quickly taking them away.

The hand that was in front of him finally let go.

Mu Xiaocheng couldn't help but look at him, as well as his good-looking hands.

"Are you scared?"

His deep, sexy voice rang in her ears.

When he asked this, even Ji Huaishen didn't notice it himself, his voice trembled a little, and he even said that he was afraid.

Mu Xiaocheng suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a little unfamiliar.

She didn't seem to know him at all.

Her gaze stopped at the place where the bald man had just stood, where a large pool of blood flowed.

Mu Xiaocheng pursed her dry lips, and then shook her head.

"I'm not a little white lotus who is ignorant of the world and doesn't stain dust, how can I be afraid."

Hearing her say this, Ji Huaishen suddenly laughed.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows are dyed with a soft smile.

His Mu Mu didn't dislike him.

He was happy.

She didn't dislike his blood-stained hands.

The nights in the depths of winter were a little cold, and Mu Xiaocheng didn't wear much when she came out, so her hands were cold now.

She rubbed her hands, but was suddenly embraced by Ji Huai.

His warm breath instantly surrounded her, leaving no gap.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Xiaocheng asked angrily, this guy took advantage of her again.

Mr. Ji hugged her tightly, sniffing her breath greedily.

"Warm you up."

He hadn't seen her all day, hugging her and kissing her.

He missed her so much.

Mu Xiaocheng twisted in his arms, and was finally held by him.

"Good, don't move."

His voice was hoarse, his breath was scorching, and the temperature around him rose inexplicably.

Feeling Ji Huaishen's abnormality, Mu Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, she was not a child who didn't understand anything.

In an instant, I didn't dare to move anymore.

Her face turned red, and she deliberately changed the topic and said, "We'll have to take the little turtle to the hospital in a while, he's a little injured." ”

Hearing her say this, Ji Huaishen frowned and looked at Song Guiran, who was still talking to the girl not far away.

"I'll have someone take him."

His tone was tough and could not be ignored.

Mu Xiaocheng blinked, and continued: "Ji Huaishen, can you let me go first?" ”

She really felt awkward about it.

"Hug again."

"Just a little bit."

His voice was suddenly low, seductive, and full of affection.

How can one go is enough?

It's too little for a lifetime.

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See you at 12 noon.

(End of chapter)