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237. Chapter 237 Entertaining and cultivating sentiment

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she glanced sideways with cold eyes: "Substitute?! Are you... looking down on me or belittling me?! Or are you doubting my ability?!"

"Wanqing, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it like that!" Ji Lianjing immediately explained. He looked at her deeply, his expression full of worry. Although he had brought her out by himself, he could see all her progress and abilities.

In front of his eyes, he didn't need to worry about her skill and adaptability.

However, the opponent is A An. If he is not a powerful ruthless character, how can he rule and control An Yue?!

He didn't have any confidence, so how could he let her take the risk?

Mu Wanqing didn't take it seriously, turning the pistol while lying on her side: "You don't know your adoptive father's temperament. If you ask him to replace him temporarily and mess up his arrangement, aren't you looking for death?! I'll do it later!

The time and address tell me that I must participate in this mission!!"

In the past five years, she and Ji Lianjing had gone on missions together and never failed. She really didn't believe that A An was as powerful as the legend said.

In addition, two years ago, she was on a mission in the Golden Triangle and accidentally broke into An Yue's drug smuggling, which made their deal clear. That bastard A An was so angry that he directly issued a fatwa to kill her. Then

Once, she was injured and almost died. She had not yet taken revenge, but she finally caught the opportunity to kill him intact. How could she miss it in vain?!

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the next day.

In the midsummer afternoon, the sun is extremely hot and scorching.

Mu family.

Yang Mufan sat at the front of the car, smoking one cigarette after another.

Looking at the Mu family's house that had become exactly the same as in his memory, complex emotions surged in his dark eyes.

——Brother Mu Fan, are you unhappy?! Let me dance for you, okay?! I danced the swan dance very well and beautifully.

——You don’t like me dancing?! Then I’ll sing to you, twinkle and twinkle...

——You don’t like my singing?! Then I’ll do a magic trick for you. I just learned it...



Thinking of how every time he came to Mu's house, she would be jumping up and down in the yard to make him happy, and admire Mufan's mouth with a slightly upward curve.

However, after the short-term happiness and happiness, all that was left was bone-gnawing pain and endless loneliness, which made him realize more deeply: no matter how he missed her, missed her, how he never forgot her, and called her name in his heart.

How many times, she will never appear in his life again.

In this world: there is no more Mu Wanqing.

For five years, he wandered repeatedly to the place that held the beautiful memories of him and her.

Five years of yearning, five years of longing, and five years of yearning made him deeply understand a truth: only memories are the most heartbreaking in the world.

However, no matter how much the bones were eroded, no matter how sad and uncomfortable he felt, he still couldn't bear to dig out the rotten flesh on his chest.

He couldn't bear to forget her.

He couldn't bear to erase her from his life, even a little bit.

He sat in the front of the car smoking until evening, then got into the driver's seat and wanted to drive away.

The moment he opened the car door, he immediately heard his cell phone ringing.

Yang Mufan twisted Yingting's eyebrows, quickly answered the phone, and asked in a low voice: "Sirius, what's the matter?!"

Sirius called him over and over again, until he almost hung up. The moment he heard Yang Mufan's voice, he burst into tears.

He said seriously: "Second brother, why did you just answer the phone now?! I'm so worried! News came from Tianmu's informant that they hired the SSB's ace killer and wanted to take action against you. Second brother, tonight

Do you need to change the address for your meeting?!"

"Ha~, kill me?!" Yang Mufan raised an eyebrow handsomely, his dark eyes becoming more and more deep and blurry. He paused for a moment, and then continued to speak in a low voice, "Notify me, the meeting location will not change. It just so happens that today I

If you are in a bad mood, use them for entertainment, entertainment, and to cultivate your sentiments..."

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