MTL - Reincarnation – Lord is Extremely Hardcore-Chapter 154 v106 Confrontation (King vs. Emperor)

The eyes of the lieutenant team were overcast, looked at the knife that reached his neck, slowly retracted the hand extended towards Mu Rulan, and slowly stood up, "You lied to us?"

The vice team thought that Mo Qianren had not been injected with drugs at all, it must not have been! An ordinary person works for three hours, and even if Mo Qian's physique is too good, he can't shorten the time so much! And he has a record all the time, if Mo Qianren has been injected, it will take at least an hour!

just……

He frowned, and he watched the drugs poured into him! What exactly is going on? !!

"I probably thanked my former prisoner for a rare way." Mo Qianren's cold and indifferent voice didn't have too much emotion, just like he just drank a bowl of boiling water instead of being injected with more than a dozen drugs. .

"Huh?" The deputy team was puzzled, but Mo Qianren didn't tell him too much, and the opponent seemed to be deliberately distracting Mo Qianren, his head suddenly flared, and his face fell on the side of the knife. However, the tip of the nose and the blade were almost next to each other, with the waist bent down, both hands supporting the ground, and turning his right foot towards the Mo Qianren while holding the knife.

Mo Qian's look is still the same, his opponent moves very quickly, but he seems to be playing Tai Chi, easily avoiding the kicked foot, pulling his ankle with his backhand, a very technical pull, causing the vice team to support the ground. A crooked, backflip to half, and fell back fiercely.

Mo Qian swept the palm of Mu Rulan's hand that was cleaning the sand. The knife in his hand was picked up, dropped, inserted into the back of the vice team's hand, passed through the palm, and nailed to the ground.

"Ah!" The deputy squealed painfully and couldn't help it.

Mo Qianren looked at Mu Rulan's injured knee again, raised his foot, and stepped on his knee heavily, as if the sound of a fracture sounded.

"what--!"

Mo Qian's look was indifferent, and every move was still elegant and deserted, just like the aristocracy above him, like the full text of the Supreme King, who despised beings. He is a criminal psychology expert who even fears three-point tyrants in the Cohen psychiatric hospital. Even if the clothes were not clean and beautiful at this time, there were some scars on his face.

The vice team's painful facial muscles trembled, and an angry face flushed, and he looked up at the sublime indifference as if he were just a mess of Mo Qian, and resentfully said, "You have been lying to us!"

In the case of more than a dozen drugs being continuously injected in a month, even with very little water and food, there is still such a force value that can easily defeat him, and such an impeccable state of mind! How could he be caught without any scars at the beginning! How could they be beaten to death! ... this man deliberately! He knew that if he did n’t, they would n’t tell him anything about the church, nor would he admit that his father had been killed by their church design. The first rule of the church is that suicide will not let the enemy force a confession out of his mouth. A message!

... It's ruthless! This man! Ruthless, so to others, even more to yourself! It can almost be described as unscrupulous!

"I need to be honest with you?" Mo Qian asked lightly.

"Our boss won't let you go! Absolutely! You don't want to leave here alive!" The vice team roared angrily and resentfully, as if receiving great humiliation.

A sneer of laughter was enough to dazzle the taunted man's lips, "Don't tell me I don't remember this is your sword." Mo Qianren pulled up the samurai sword on the back of his hand, scarlet. The tip of the blood fell on the ground, splashing blood flowers.

It seemed to have reacted, the vice team's eyes suddenly widened, the knife ... yes, this is his knife, the knife he put in their boss's house, now the knife is in the hands of Mo Qianren, that is to say ...

"He ran away." Mo Qian humanely.

what? !!

The vice team's eyes widened.

"When the two helicopters came over and bombed, he went out of the window of the room and drove away the only dinghy on the island that had not been blown up." The indifferent tone made people feel a bit deep to you. The irony in the heart and soul is more unacceptable than swear words, and even more poisonous than the naked tongue, making people seem to remember him for a lifetime.

The subordinates are still ahead, and the master behind will run away when he sees the danger. This is no more ironic to the loyal subordinates.

The other uninjured fist clenched tightly and fell out of the cracked lens, and the negative emotions such as anger and resentment accumulated in the chest cavity, but there was no way to vent it.

The Mo Qianren threw away the knife from his hand, walked to Mu Rulan, crouched down on one knee, pulled her hand, and her hands were stained with scarlet blood and a little grain of sand. Some people had her own, The body was dirty, there was someone else's blood, but also her own blood.

She is like a sudden appearance of a knight. When he is unprepared, it suddenly appears. The amplitude of shock and excitement reaches the depths of the soul. It is like a battlefield where only one person is planned to fight alone from beginning to end. Suddenly rushing to your side without fear of life and death, killing the enemy with you, life and death follow ...

He pulled her palm to his eyes, looked deeply for a moment, lowered his eyelids, and blew it gently. The warm and gentle wind seemed to have an anesthetic effect, which made people feel instantly painless.

Mu Rulan looked at him with a smile, and the various scars that fell on him converged again. She stretched out her other hand and put on his obviously thin cheeks. The soft voice rang softly. "I'm angry, humble."

Even if he knew that he had done it on purpose, the wounds did exist, and the dirty drugs had actually entered his body ... It was clearly her belongings, a piece of hair, a piece of flesh, a piece of flesh Her eyes were all hers. Why would anyone leave a trace on him? Even if he wasn't able to do that, she would be very angry and very angry.

"... I'm sorry. There will be no next time." Mo Qianren looked at Mu Rulan, always glaring at the cold and indifferent eyes that didn't put everything in it, reflecting her, just like her in his world A person, such as a breeze with a breezy voice, fell lightly on his heart and weighed heavily. "I guarantee the wealth of money."

He wouldn't let her get into danger for him anymore, such a thing would be enough.

Mu Rulan looked at him, and it took a while for the corners of her lips to slowly evoke a soft arc. "Then I will forgive you this time."

"Thank you." Mo Qianren looked at her smile, the corners of her lips seemed to quietly rise a little radian, inconspicuous, but instantly softened the one who wanted to approach but did not dare to approach. Cool air field.

The lights on the ceiling are still so dim, but the men and women in the center obviously don't hug, but they feel warmer than hugs. Such a calm look at each other, such a calm and short sentence, as if everything is in silence, The women who had been watching in the cage for a long time did not dare to bother.

After a while, Mu Rulan suddenly thought of something. She quickly got up and ran upstairs. The electric wires upstairs had been caught in it. She couldn't help picking up her ring immediately, and walked to the corridor. Around the woman in a pool of blood.

"Keep it up." Mu Rulan found that she was not dead, and sat down next to her, calmly working in an orderly manner and helping her with first aid according to what she learned. This woman just ran out as a bait to help her get time.

The woman ’s eyes seemed to be about to fade away, but she was still trying hard to keep it. She clearly felt that life was passing, and she knew that she did n’t have much time, but she was never relaxed. She looked at Mu Rulan With a smile on the corner of his lips, he said with a bit of effort: "Thank you ..."

"I didn't do anything for you. Hush, don't talk, you will be fine." Mu Rulan said, his brain was moving at a high speed, all kinds of knowledge absorbed in his brain came out, but no The medicine has no tools, plus she has lost too much blood ...

She shook her head gently. In life, the "thank you" didn't have to be said to someone who paid for you. The appearance of this girl, even if she only met in less than an hour, she felt Has been redeemed, her eyes, no disgust and no disgust, only warm tolerance, as vast as nature, makes her feel that the long-lost freedom and ease have finally returned ...

Amazing girl, her eyes make her feel satisfied.

Dead without regrets ...

She seemed to want to take something, but her arms could not be raised anymore, "... things on my neck ... could you please take them for me?"

Mu Rulan was silent for two seconds, reached out and touched her neck, touched a necklace, and gently pulled it out, and saw a medal, a soldier's medal hanging on the necklace.

"This is my brother's thing ... he is my most dear one ... I haven't seen him for a long time ... I always wanted to apologize to him, but ... I have no chance ..." In her mouth, she closed her eyes gently, a tear dripped from the corner of her eyes, her heart stopped beating calmly, just like she accepted death peacefully.

Mu Rulan looked down at the medal on her hand and reached out and gently stroked her head. "Thank you good girl. Good night, good dream."

Mo Qianren did not follow Mu Rulan's figure, there was no living person upstairs, so don't worry.

He looked at the vice team. "Now if you ask any questions, you won't answer them."

The vice team lay on the ground and looked at him coldly, as if to say, if you want to kill, kill or kill, just casually.

"Stupid." Mo Qianren just said these two words lightly and turned to open the door for those women.

The vice team turned his head, "amon!"

Mo Qianren paused.

"You don't kill me?" The vice team looked at Mo Qianren coldly. He didn't kill him. Today, even if he is put in jail, he will come out someday! And the humiliation he felt in him will be returned to him in full!

"Why kill you?" Mo Qianren's indifferent voice fluttered lightly, without the slightest emotion, "The general who gave the order didn't catch it, but he tried to kill the soldiers, IQ was at the same level Of people will do the latest chapter of the independent base. Also, I have a clean habit. "

The implication is to kill you dirty.

"Stop!" The deputy squealed with an ugly face. I didn't know when I had touched the long knife that Mo Qianren had thrown aside, but unexpectedly there was no sneak attack.

Mo Qianren turned to grab the knife thrown by the vice team and looked at him.

"I hate lies and deception the most!" He stared at Mo Qianren with a grim look. "You don't kill me today, and I won't be grateful to you! This knife is with you. One day, I will kill you." Take it back! Remember to me, I'm C-d1 Deputy Captain Sind Miller! "

Is this the book of war? Does this mean betting on the dignity and life of a man? It's really a surprise, the guy who has killed his life has such a thing.

Mo Qianren glanced at the long knife on his hand and the vice team. The long knife on his hand was like a part of his hand. Hold it, extend it with his hand, hook it, and the sheath that fell on the ground fell. On his other hand, the cold light flashed, the sword was in the sheath, and the sound of the trembling vibrating eardrum was telling everyone that this was a good knife.

Although the agreement is boring, the knife is a good one.

In the cage over there, a large group of women were holding their faces obsessively looking at the man shrouded in light there, so handsome ...

Helicopters drove forward, followed by a ship, and in the dark night, a strong beam of light illuminated the entire island that seemed to be undulating.

Someone called the police. The police were long overdue.

Eber, who was trembling with tired hands, did not know where to hide because he did not see Mu Rulan and Mo Qian.

Mu Rulan and Mo Qian got on a helicopter, and a warm blanket was sent over immediately. The two were wrapped in a blanket. Mu Rulan's slender body was almost buried in his arms and was hidden. trace.

"Is the body really okay?" Mu Rulan asked, worried. A dozen drugs were injected, is it really okay? Speaking of which, she was so weak that she couldn't tell whether she had hallucinations or not. How could she be alive in such a short time?

"It's okay." Mo Qianren looked down at her. The policewoman on the opposite side only saw his lowered eyelids and eyelashes blocking his eyes. He didn't see the streamering gentleness left to Mu Rulan. Thanks Ivey. "

"Huh?" Mu Rulan's chin reached his chest and looked up at him curiously, Ivey?

"Ivey almost got the Nobel Prize in Medicine before he was in prison. The reason for the award was that he developed a drug that has good solubility for any drug, which is equivalent to a drug killer."

When Ivey was not in jail, Mo Qian went to the Royal Institute where he was. Ivey injected him with the test drug of the medicine when he was not paying attention, and the test product was tried out. Of the five mice, three mutated, became extremely hot and aggressive, and died ten minutes later, and two died directly.

Ivey lost his patience, and after a little improvement, he couldn't wait to try it on the human body. He wanted to try it on the patient, but Mo Qianren suddenly appeared. Special people have a certain attraction for special creatures, and I ’m not aware of the dangers of Moqian. Ivey is naturally interested in Moqian. He was afraid of dying. He injected medicament to Moqian and wanted to see the medicine. Effect, some of the central components in the medicament unexpectedly fused with Moqian's cells, with certain antibodies.

The results of this research have been greatly affirmed. As long as the drug killer enters the body, no matter how drug addicts think about drug use, they will find that the drug is getting refreshed and getting shorter and shorter, and there is no happiness at all. However, Ivey had not yet received the prize, he was arrested because he had killed the patient, so he was selfishly perverted and destroyed his medicine. He said nothing about how to make it. As a result, only Mo Qiang had the drug in his body. antibody.

The simpler the poison is, the slower it is broken down in the body, the longer it takes, because the stimulation is not enough, the activity of the antibodies in it will be less, but the stronger the poison will be broken down and swallowed faster, the shorter the time, and then Coupled with the fact that the Mo Qian people had deliberately prevented them from accurately calculating the time, the deputies and others were naturally played by the Titans to read the full text of the Anti-Japanese War.

what? save the world? Are you joking? Ivey would have such a great ideal for this pervert? His ideal now is to eat the sweet and tempting Mu Rulan ...

So this is ah.

Mu Rulan nodded secretly, Ivey, it ’s really good, but it ’s very bad that you should type that kind of thing into the human body without security permission. It ’s not polite, and help him correct it next time. All right.

The helicopter took them back to California. After overnight scrutiny of confessions, etc., they were busy working until the middle of the night. Due to the large number of rescued and many corpses, everyone was recorded, and everyone skipped Mu Ru tacitly. Lan's killing may have been forgotten because it was replaced by other stimuli. Maybe they felt that the collective had an illusion. In short, it didn't matter what the girl did not hurt them.

Because it was too late, the police arranged a recent hotel break for Mo Qianren and Mu Rulan. The two were dirty, and the first thing was to take a shower, but there was only one bathroom in the bedroom, so they had a bath. not bad.

Mo Qianren refused.

Mu Rulan looked at him for a while, then turned to wash himself.

The bathroom door closed gently, and the sound of water soon came.

Mo Qianren looked at the samurai sword leaning against the wall silently, with too many scars on his body, ugly and dazzling. He didn't want Mu Rulan to see, she would feel uncomfortable. Even for men, sometimes the scar is a medal.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Mu Rulan was barefoot wrapped in a white towel, and a wet towel came out on top of his wet head. "Go wash it." Those clothes were thrown away.

"hair……"

"I will dry it." Mu Rulan whispered softly.

Her skin was white and snowy, and she looked as delicate and tender as a baby. At this time, her shoulders and arms were barely exposed, and the water droplets slid into the bath towel on her chest, but Mo Qianren did not He didn't feel eager, because his attention had been attracted by the bruises on Mu Rulan's arms and shoulders. There were many bruises on his arms, rubbing marks on the ground, and bullets. The traces are even darker on the knees ...

Mo Qianren suddenly felt a little regretful, and it really was right to kill the man.

Mu Rulan followed his eyes and looked at his injuries, all of which were skin traumas. There was no problem at all. "Qianren, do you want me to take a bath for you?"

Mo Qianren looked at her silently, her indifferent eyes were like a deep pond under the calm night, reflecting her figure, and beautiful moving ripples whispered quietly. Eventually everything became speechless, you know what I know.

He went into the bathroom and locked the door. Although his body was broken, the shirt that was enough to cover the traces was slowly taken off. The large mirror inlaid on the wall reflected the slightly pale back and felt distressed. Scars, those that were rubbed on the ground, and those that were scratched by sharp blades, were criss-crossed and tangled with bruises.

He looked indifferent, as if it were just a humble trauma.

The warm water slid from head to toe, through scars, and stings spread to all limbs, and he did not frown.

To get something, you have to pay a corresponding price. As far as Mo Qianren is concerned, as long as the price is not Mu Rulan, not the Mo family, then it is not large, and it cannot be paid, even by himself.

But now, it seems impossible, because she will be angry.

Mo Qianren was silent after taking a bath. Under normal circumstances, he could go out with a towel around his lower body, but he did n’t want Mu Rulan to see the injury on his back. There is no bathrobe here, and he ca n’t follow a woman. Put a towel around your body and take a look at the unbearably dirty clothes thrown into the trash ...

"The latest chapter of the hacker." The bathroom door was knocked, and Mu Rulan's soft and sweet voice came from outside. "Qian, come out, I'll give you medicine."

"..."

In the end, Mu Rulan showed it.

Mo Qianren was lying on the bed, Mu Rulan was sitting on her knees, and the cotton swab gently swept through the traces. Mo Qianren felt her leaning down, and some soft, silky hair fell on him. Her skin is cool, her warm breath is sprayed on the wound, and she blows gently, gently ...

That kind of tenderness spread to all limbs, softened the corner of his hardest and cold heart, and softened his soul wandering alone outside the world.

The girl leaned down, the black hair fell on the tip of his nose, stained with the faint mint smell of her body, and her own comfortable and mild taste. The girl's face was close to her eyes, and her lips flapped slightly, and she touched On his skin, he heard the girl's soft, vocal voice intruding into his own corner, "Human, you are mine."

He heard his soul answer for him: Yes, I am yours, everything I have is yours.

...

The next day.

Joey jumped out of bed as soon as he was notified. After a month of restless sleep, the cloud disappeared. He quickly changed his clothes. He seemed to be aggressive and wanted to show off something, and rushed to the prison on the third floor.

Hans was eating breakfast, with elegant movements and noble gestures. It didn't look like in prison, but in the Royal Hall.

The moment he saw Joey's appearance, he knew what Joey wanted to say, his eyes narrowed for a moment, and he suddenly closed his mouth when he had just opened, and took a step back. Why didn't he say that, and Hans was so scary? !! Scared him!

Joey was about to leave when he just came up and walked around for a while, no matter what, he just came up to check if he was honest or not!

"Mr. Deputy Dean." Hans's voice came out, and Joey's footsteps were nailed in place.

"... What?" Although Joey was very nervous, he always put on a serious and serious look on his face, so because of his facial features and contours, he looked mean, although she was indeed A little bit marketable.

"You haven't said anything yet, where are you going?" Hans stood up slowly, his long black hair wavy gently as he moved, and a few strands fell in front of him. It makes him exceptionally handsome.

"..." He clearly knew what he was about to say, okay!

Hans walked to the iron fence, suddenly reached out and grabbed the iron fence, his face was sandwiched between the two iron fences, his face with a gentle smile had been twisted slightly, obviously weird and abnormal, "Amon is back with his cute little fiancee? What a disappointment! Not fun at all!"

Joey was so scared that he ran away and crawled with cold sweat on his forehead. He walked out with stiff legs. He was so stupid that he ran to look for abuse early in the morning. He was so excited that he forgot Hans but it was a psychological discomfort. Normal psychopath! A very serious psychopath!

"It's so boring! It's so disappointing! I really want to see a desperate look on Amon's face!" Hans shouted with a distorted expression, and his expression became calm again in the next second, his lips The corner evoked a smile, and a strange twisted and crazy light was drawn in his eyes. "If that girl died, would amon be perverted? Ah ... it's just exciting to think about it, so excited , Ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ... "

On the third floor, Hans' twisted and crazy laughter echoed, and the female prisoners in each cell narrowed their necks and hid into the quilt with a little fear.

...

The sun is right, with the cool breeze in the autumn, not hot or cold, and staring at Han Yu.

The curtains fluttered gently in the wind, and the room was silent.

On the large white bed, dark hair fell on the pillows, and the two figures lying on the right side leaned against each other tightly. The man's strong but not muscular arms wrapped around the girl's thin waist, and her head was buried in her hair. The girl's back clung to the man's chest, and she slept peacefully and quietly.

Time passes slowly and slowly ...

The girl suddenly turned over, stretched her arms, hugged the man's waist, and touched her fingertips, so that the girl woke up suddenly, stared at the man's chest for a moment, then looked up and saw The man lost a circle and became more pointed.

I just touched his scar.

Mu Rulan bowed his head, and under the quilt, he also had bruises on his stomach, apparently being taken out ... Which one was it? It's a pity not to cut off my feet ...

Speaking of them, who are those people? c—d1 detachment ... what? army? force?

Mu Rulan got up while thinking, and called for food and clothes. Then she went to the room to brush her teeth and wash her face.

The door bell for the customer service delivery rang, and Mo Qianren on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were clear, and his nerves from Mu Rulan left his arms and began to return to the alert and dormant state when he was alone. , A little bit of wind and grass can make him wake up.

Mu Rulan came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel, and was ready to open the door. Mo Qianren quickly pulled her behind, opened the door, took things, and closed the door. The waiter waiting for the tip at the door was stuck in place, ha?

Mu Rulan, while eating, looked at Mo Qianren's expressionless expression and laughed silently, even though they did nothing.

Pick all the things he does n’t eat into the bowl of Mo Qianren, and quietly put the things she does n’t eat into his bowl. The girl smiles softly and her eyes are clear and innocent. “Qian is thinner, so much more Eat a little and make it up. "

"... these things are fat-free, and they don't grow meat when eaten." Mo Qianren's chopsticks fiddled with a small bowl of ginger, garlic, onions, and carrots in the next bowl. Even now he still hates them and wants to dump them all In the bucket.

"Qian Ren will eat a little more, otherwise he won't feel comfortable holding it." Mu Rulan smiled again without hearing what he said.

Mo Qianren bowed his head in silence ...

The smile on Mu Rulan ’s lips was deeper, too cute, so silent but tender and considerate, but still lovely, it always made people feel ascetic and proud. What should I do? I want to bully him ...

Mo Qianren, who did not know that he was bullied by his beloved, was still struggling silently with the horrible **** and garlic ... These are the most failed products in the world!

...

Boston.

Harvard University.

There is still a methodical rehearsal in the theater, but some people just feel restless.

Qin Izumo frowned as she watched the **** the stage performing the witch rehearsal instead of Mu Rulan.

The girl performed very well, and performed the perverted and homosexual witch in the script to the fullest. At the beginning, it made people want to smash her stinky eggs and scold the disgusting goosebumps. When a **** horror film makes you feel sick It already means the success of this film. Similarly, when a villain role is acting to make the audience hate its teeth, it also means that the interpretation is very successful, although this success will bring some trouble to the life of the performer. It was as if Rong Hong's performer had been scolded by people at home in real life.

But Qin Izumo looked at her, thinking about putting Mu Rulan's face in her head, and thinking of the distorted expression on her face, what made people look wicked ... What did Nima think? So difficult to accept? The latest chapter in Azeroth's Eternal Legend! And it is impossible to imagine that she would become such a disgusting witch!

Qin Pofeng was sitting on the top auditorium, with one foot on the back of the front auditorium chair, holding a bag of potato chips in his arms and eating, rubbing and looking very seriously on the stage In fact, I did n’t know where the divinity went.

"Hey!" Qin Izumo grabbed the script and walked up. The script in his hand flickered before his eyes, pulling Qin Pofeng's soul back. "What are you doing?"

"... What?" Qin Pofeng looked at Qin Izumo.

Qin Izumo put her hands on her hips, "The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was strange for Mu Rulan to play the witch, and she would ruin our entire stage play!" That face and that temperament don't seem to be suitable for acting as villains. There is still less than two weeks for the friendship celebration between White Emperor College and Harvard. This stage play serves as the finale. If they mess up, how can they see each other? boss! They have n’t been laughed at by Black Panther!

"... So what?" Qin Pofeng snapped a potato chip and asked Qin Izumo a little strangely.

"What's the reason? Come on for someone else, I think she's doing a good job." Qin Izumo looked at the witch on the stage who was disgusting and wanted to kiss Her Royal Highness Princess. Emma ... So disgusting, I want to smash eggs! I want to yell: Witch get away! let me do it!

"... No." Qin Pofeng glanced at the witch, and Mu Rulan said in his mind that he hated him, his eyes were sinking, and the corners of his lips evoked a mockery of laughter. I was angry at her popularity. "

"..." Don't you think it's too stingy to say that you want to publish personal revenge? Qin Izumo rolled his eyes and wondered if Mu Rulan had offended Qin Pofeng without knowing it, otherwise they all hated Ke Jiamu's family including Mu Rulan, but hated to hate, boss Without speaking, they insisted that it was not good to put together private affairs and business affairs, but the boss of the drama club was Qin Pofeng, and Qin Izumo was too lazy to argue with him, and there was no need to quarrel with his brother for Mu Rulan.

Forget it, it wasn't her role at that time, it wasn't her who was laughed at, and it wasn't her who had been smashed.

Qin Pofeng chewed potato chips fiercely and hated him ... Huh! He wants to show you if you are qualified to hate him! Arrogant woman!

Student Union President's Office.

In a quiet space, an upright man stands at the window, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and the light gray eyes do not reflect the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, like a gloomy sea that suppresses the storm.

Bluetooth earphones were plugged into the ears covered by hair, and sound came from them.

"... is the c-d1 detachment? That kind of junk still exists? Still wanting to return to the center ..." Morse's pleasant voice was cold and ruthless, and his gray eyes were cold, "Take out ... Gimino's idiot It ’s not enough, but Miller can consider recycling, and it ’s a personal talent. ”

"Let Ruijiu come, I want to train another Ivey Spasner ..."

...

Cohen mental hospital.

The Moqian stood in front of the black iron fence, looked inside and smiled at his Hans.

"If you can't be honest in jail, I will consider putting you in handcuffs, and you don't need to talk anymore." Mo Qianren said coldly, without the slightest emotion.

The smile on Hans' lips was deeper, "Are you ready to let go because you don't need me? It's ruthless, amon."

"People who are smart enough know how to seize the opportunity. When I give you the opportunity to tell you, you choose not to say, now I don't need it, you can take your stupidity and the mind of going to the theater." Mo Qianren Putting your hands in your pants pockets, the tone is smooth and hard to hear the ups and downs, and it looks cold and indifferent, just like the supreme king is sentenced to death. You don't care as if you just wipe off a dust. Read the full story.

The smile on the corner of Hans's lips gradually converged, and the gloomy eyes looked at Mo Qianren. "This game is not fun at all."

"It turns out that the loser will always be the loser. You're still standing still, I've dumped you several streets." Mo Qianren turned to leave, and dropped indifferently, "The game is over."

Hans had a terrible look like a poisonous snake chasing Mo Qian, but suddenly he radiated again, with a weird and strange voice. "It's an unbeatable opponent ... I can't help but want to play for real ..."

"Really? Then maybe I should apply for you to see God." Mo Qianren's voice floated coolly from the front,

...

The case of the disappearance of the woman was successfully solved, and Mo Qianren was reported wildly again. The rescued girls' families thanked him, but Mo Qianren didn't feel much. If it was not because of Mu Rulan's sudden appearance, he actually I also want to incubate for more days to get more information, and in this case, there must be some innocent people in this group to die.

He is not pure, and he has selfishness and evil thoughts. It's just that people are always used to thinking about evil too much, and thinking about good too good.

The only thing that made Mo Qianren feel good was that he got a two-week vacation, of course, as before, paid.

Moqian's holiday from last year to this year has broken his previous record. The holiday he requested and the holiday they volunteered to him were far more than several times since he took office. The Mo Qian people have been in the Cohen Psychiatric Hospital for two years and refused to go out. It is also that period of time that made the skin pale because of not seeing the sun for a long time. Even now, it is still faintly visible. Pale, but perhaps born with natural beauty, even so, it is still gorgeous and eye-catching.

Mu Rulan had to go to class, and Mo Qianlan accompanied Mu Rulan on the plane back to Boston, accompanied by Eber, who was ridiculed by Mo Qianren from time to time, who asked him to take Mu Rulan there. Where to go? What if I'm really wrong? Too reckless!

Five hours later, he arrived at Boston International Airport.

Mo Qianren and Mu Rulan walked in front of each other holding hands. Eber was still the appearance of the gentleman and aristocrat. In fact, his heart had become a bitter face. He had a kind of dog and followed him. The back feeling.

The three were preparing to leave the airport gate, and a very aggressive spirit suddenly struck from the side.

The Mo Qian people stepped on their feet, looking sideways to the other side, indifferent but sharp as if they could see through all appearances, facing the last pair of cold and sharp eagle eyes that seemed to invade all the cities.

Mu Rulan poked his head from behind Mo Qian, saw the group of black men, saw Bai Moli, who almost threw her downstairs, saw Xue Ke behind him, and almost on the island Shelled her young man in black mitts.

Ah, a group of people from the White Empire.

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Shout: Tickets come! Heiguo, this hard-working little bee, is so swollen that he is so reluctant to hide the ticket and not give it to me! There are two more in the afternoon! Are you not excited?

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