1101. Chapter 1101: Mu Wanqing, you don't want to live anymore 4
Tianhu fell to the ground dying, his face covered with blood. Looking at Yang Mufan's eagerly disappearing back, he was worried and filled with resentment at the same time.
Even though they were his subordinates, when he bought them from the black market, the first rule he told them was: From today on, I am your master, and you have no choice but to obey me.
They had accompanied him through more than ten years of bloody chaos. Although they had not forgotten their identities, their relationship for more than ten years had turned him into their brother.
However, every time, he made them bloody because of that woman.
They had no complaints about the bloodshed, but they couldn't tolerate it. There would be such a person in the world who would risk his life...
When Yang Mufan climbed to the fifth floor in one breath, through the thick smoke, he saw firefighters in firefighting suits, dragging heavy water pipes, lingering at the door of Mu Wanqing's house.
He seemed to be thinking of some way to break down the door.
Seeing someone coming up again, the fire chief immediately stepped forward to stop them: "It's very dangerous here, get out quickly."
As he said that, he had already summoned two firefighters and motioned for them to send him downstairs.
However, Yang Mufan ignored their attempts, rushed to the door, and kicked the door open.
Thick, choking black smoke and a wave of heat immediately hit our faces.
Yang Mufan felt that his eyes were so smoked that he could not open his eyes. He instinctively raised his sleeves to protect his mouth and nose, and then searched in the room with extremely low visibility.
The place where the fire started was the kitchen.
The fire spread from the kitchen.
And he found Mu Wanqing at the door of the master bedroom.
She fell there, seemingly unconscious.
Seeing this, Yang Mufan quickly stepped forward and carried her out of the room.
The fireman, when he kicked open the door, had already rushed in quickly, dragged the water pipe and began to rush towards the fire place.
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downstairs.
Mu Wanqing, who had fresh air in her respiratory tract, coughed urgently, and she began to wake up dizzy.
Yang Mufan put her on the ground and immediately roared at her angrily: "Mu Wanqing, you don't want to live anymore?! If you want to die, please find a place where no one is around and die more simply, okay?"
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"..." When Mu Wanqing woke up, the first thing she saw clearly was Yang Mufan's almost twisted and ferocious face.
She looked at him, wanting to say something, but who knew, Yang Mufan got so angry that he pushed her hard, and she fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Mufan glared at her fiercely, then turned to leave.
However, before he had taken two steps, his trouser legs were suddenly grabbed by something, and his legs were unable to move.
He turned back coldly with anger.
At a glance, he saw the hands that were holding his trousers, stained with black ash.
"I admire Fan..." Mu Wanqing's voice was extremely weak.
She tried her best to look up at him. At the moment when Yang Mufan violently wanted to kick her away, she suddenly raised the other hand that she would tightly pull into a fist even if she was unconscious, and slowly spread it out.
In an instant, under the dim light of the street lights, Yang Mufan clearly saw: a cufflink with a faint, deep red light, lying quietly in the palm of her hand.
At that moment, Yang Mufan's breath was inexplicably suffocated. At the same time, he also remembered: Another ruby cufflink seemed to be still on the bedside table of the master bedroom of the Black Castle.
Mu Wanqing shed tears and choked up her voice: "Yang Mufan, these are the cufflinks you accidentally left at my house. I have kept them all these years. I have been looking for opportunities to give them back.
You, however, never had a chance."
As Mu Wanqing spoke, she struggled to climb onto his legs, standing up bit by bit, and then stood precariously with her thin body hunched over.
She lowered her eyes, her expression serious and focused, and pinned the cufflinks on his shirt with extreme caution. Looking at the dazzlingly beautiful cufflinks shining against the backdrop of the white shirt, she raised her eyebrows
At the corner of her lips, she seemed to be speaking to Yang Mufan, or murmuring to herself, she said: "It's great to finally put on the cufflinks."
ps: I later discovered that today is actually the weekend. I actually updated on the weekend. o(╯□╰)o. It’s my grandma’s birthday tomorrow, not to mention.