We arrived at the basement where Grace was specially used to imprison important prisoners. Many people were imprisoned in it. According to Grace's words, we successfully found the room where Ouyang Zheng was imprisoned.
Opening the cell door with the key, a burst of blood came out.
Looking at Ouyang Zheng, whose limbs were chained with iron chains and without a single piece of intact skin on her body, Mo Zihan's eyes narrowed into slits.
Ouyang Zheng felt someone coming in and realized that he was going to be tortured again. Ouyang Zheng subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the person. The next moment, his eyes widened.
"Yun'er..."
Thinking that his eyes were hallucinating, Ouyang Zheng closed his eyes and shook his head. When he opened them again, the face he had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of him so vividly.
Walking up to Ouyang Zheng, she hugged his body gently, rested her head on his chest, listened to his heartbeat quietly, and murmured: "Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Looking at the girl leaning on his chest, Ouyang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and a smile appeared on his lips. But the next moment, his face turned pale.
"Yun'er, how did you get here? This is the den of a mafia leader. How did you get here? Have they discovered you? Are you in danger?"
Listening to Ouyang Zheng's rapid-fire questions, Mo Zihan raised his head, smiled sweetly at Ouyang Zheng, and his eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons.
"No, Grace has gone to hell."
After saying that, he took out his pistol and fired with great accuracy at the four chains that tied Ouyang Zheng.
The four iron chains broke in response, and Ouyang Zheng's body fell forward uncontrollably, but the moment he fell, he was caught firmly by Mo Zihan.
Carrying Ouyang Zheng, she walked out of the basement and walked slowly to Grace's manor.
Looking at the devastation and corpses on the ground, and thinking about the four precise gunshots just now, Ouyang Zheng's heart slowly sank. He asked softly: "You killed these people, right? Who are you?
people?"
Mo Zihan's feet suddenly stopped in place, and then continued to move forward.
"You were seriously injured. I'll take you to the hospital first. When you feel better, we can talk about this again, okay?"
When she said this, she had no confidence at all. She had never regretted her career, but she felt embarrassed because of Ouyang Zheng's problem.
Among them, one is a cat, one is a mouse, one is a policeman, and the other is a gangster.
Their feelings are like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror.
After all, she and him are not the same person.
Maybe there is love between them, but they are destined to never be together.
He raised the corners of his lips helplessly, thinking of his parents again.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce her. Her mother’s name is Xu Huanji. She was once a young and promising Interpol police officer, but because her father was a killer, she gave up her career and has been living as a married couple with her father ever since.
This article is a story about a time-traveling female protagonist, with affectionate feelings, domineering favors, sinister plots, wars, palace battles, supernatural powers, comedy, fights, and attacks.
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