He pressed the switch on the top and Mingyue heard a thrilling and unforgettable thing for her to be intoxicated.
"Brother, what should I do now?"
A man's voice came from the recording pen, his voice was hoarse as the whimpering sound of the midnight wind, which was a bit unlike a human voice. But Mingyue still heard that the voice was Chen Xianzhao's voice that he saw in the video Zhong.
There was a hint of panic in the voice, and it sounded like something unexpected happened.
After asking this sentence, Mingyue suddenly held her breath and felt nervous and almost jumped out of her throat. Her hands were clenched together uneasy, but after half a day, it was just silent inside. After a while, Mingyue felt her heart
When it was about to stop beating, another sound rang out
It's her dad!
"Are you sure that the child didn't run away?"
Ming Zhengnan's voice seemed a little low, and it sounded like something extremely heavy was suppressed in his heart.
When Mingyue heard this, she suddenly understood who the child they were talking about. She felt her heart fall into an invincible abyss, and her legs became weak.
It's really Dad...No! No! Why is this happening?
Mingyue felt that she was about to lose her position, and the words in the recorder continued.
"I'm sure I shot him and wouldn't be saved even if I was discovered."
Chen Xianzhao continued, his tone full of confidence
Mingyue heard the sigh from Ming Zhengnan, and then she could no longer listen and fell to the street stall.
Why is this happening? Dad, tell me why do you do this?
Before falling to the ground, Mingyue felt her heart hurt as if she was torn apart by a pair of big hands, and asked at the same time...
Why do you want to lie to her? If she knew that this was the case, then she really hoped that she would sleep under the sea forever and never wake up...
Near Hokkaido, Japan, on a tree with lush branches and leaves, Zhong Muyan blocked his body with leaves and looked at the men in black below the hillside through the gap. His handsome face was almost wrinkled
Unexpectedly, his famous deputy hall master was forced to this point by these Japanese sluts.
Frowning and checking his body carefully, he found a pair of sturdy poay outdoor shoes, and he didn't even have any useful weapon daggers.
Looking at those guys holding pistols really made him feel a headache. He was very confident in his skills, but if those bullets shot at him at the same time... He said that he had never practiced clamping with his fingers.
A unique skill to hold bullets
If I had known this, I would have taught him one more trick for the old man who didn't know where to take advantage of the beauty.
But how should he rush out of these people now? Yehen is still waiting for his things
Thinking of Ozawa Nakamakuhara reaching out and stroking the big backpack behind him, there were a bunch of bottles and jars he stole from the laboratory of Kurosawa Base, and a few taken out of his office safe.
Bottle of mysterious potion
He had a sense that there must be a drug in it that made Ozawa become what he is now
He must ensure that the things in his backpack will not be destroyed at all before returning to China. If he does not say that Yehen will be disappointed in him, he will not forgive himself.
Thinking of this, Zhongmuyan showed a sense of determination on his face, his eyes quickly turned, and he thought of a countermeasure