All the romance she thought seemed so desolate at this moment.
"I'm at Shawan Bay." She said in a low voice into her cell phone.
"Wait for me, I'll come find you soon." Fang Fang Chi breathed a sigh of relief and immediately promised.
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The man who hit Ke Zi before quickly left the place. He called the organization again to confirm the name of the target of the mission.[
"You have to question it when you are halfway through the mission. This is not the behavior you should have."
"But she is just a girl, less than twenty years old." There was a hint of confusion in the man's voice. He couldn't figure out what kind of employer he wanted to kill the girl.
But from now on, he must protect her!
"After accepting the employer's gold card, that life is already organized by our organization. Don't forget the rules of the Hell Palace! Even if it is a five-year-old child, kill him."
The superior's voice was cold and ruthless, with a hint of severity.
The man didn't answer anymore, and heard the voice of his superior commanding again: "Go and execute it as quickly as possible. Don't forget that people who join us cannot have emotions and desires, and neither can they have compassion!"
After retracting the line, he stood on the top floor of a building, looking up at the night sky.
The night sky is really beautiful when viewed from this height, but it is still not as beautiful as that ancient town. Everything is filled with antique tenderness.
The man changed to another mobile phone, which only had one number stored in it.
Press the shortcut key 1 to broadcast.
The phone kept beeping, indicating that the owner was hesitant to answer the call.
But in the end, she answered, "Wuji, what's the matter?"
His name is Mo Wuji. Mo Fei and everyone in the Mo family thought that the eldest young master of the Mo family was dead. Since he joined this organization ten years ago, he had to break away from the family.
Otherwise, once he does something wrong, he will implicate the Mo family.
The history of the Mo family's fortune is actually divided into black and white. At that time, Mo Wuji was in black, which brought a lot of benefits to the Mo family and even the entire Mo family.
However, for so many years, no one has asked him whether he is willing or not, and whether he regrets it later.
Perhaps, they had long forgotten his existence. He also created a fake death explosion for himself three years ago, and Mo Wuji disappeared from this world.
The only people who are alive anymore are those without traces, those who have left no traces in this world.
However, it was not without traces of his heart. He was saved by a woman. From then on, he knew what caring was.[
At this time, listening to her hesitant but still gentle voice, his face hidden in the night became a little softer, "Yun, how are you doing lately?"
"Stop calling me that." Han Yun sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV.
The room was extremely quiet. Over the years, she had become accustomed to such silence, but why did she feel so lonely now when she received his call?
Such a mentality was inappropriate, and she corrected him promptly.
"We have known you for more than three years, should I still call you Miss Han? I want to know what happened. You suddenly became very strange."
There has always been an indifferent relationship between them.
More of a confidant than a friend, but not as much as a lover.
Probably because of some scruples, neither of them knew anything about each other. When he was not performing tasks, he liked to go to this ancient town for vacation. She would accompany him to visit the historical sites. Those times were the most peaceful for him.