My Cunning Little Wife - Chapter 390

He referred to the handwriting in the second half of the diary, which is indeed very similar to that written by his mother, recording in detail the little things in life, the big and small affairs at home. How can a person in a state of depression describe all kinds of trivial things in life in such detail?

Theoretically speaking, overemphasizing something can reveal something fishy in itself, but Mucheng is not sure, but ye Ning’er’s expression tells him that his guess is not wrong, his diary is false, and his mother did not commit suicide, but homicide.

Muzhan was full of scorn and rampant, “yes, I can tell you clearly that your mother was killed by my mother’s medicine. It’s not a pity that a dancer died, so what about you?”

The man standing in the middle gradually clenched his fists, blue veins on the back of his hands, and the anger in his eyes kept churning, like a steady stream of flames, which would ignite and burn everything at any time.

Luo Jingchen bowed his head in his ear and said, “his purpose is to irritate you and let you do it first.”

Mu Cheng pursed his lips, black eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, “want to get the key, unless I lie still.”

Mu Zhan’s eyes a Li, slowly raised the gun, “do you think I dare not shoot?” He wanted to get the key, but he wanted him dead more!

Luo Jingchen frowned. One hand had already touched the handle of the gun in his pocket. Sweat was oozing from the palm of his hand. Awei’s hand holding the gun was also shaking, except that the stiff faced man didn’t move.

Suddenly, “bang!” I don’t know whose shot it was?

At this moment, the woman in deep sleep suddenly opens her eyes, her forehead overflows with sweat, and her small face turns white. She seems to wake up from a nightmare. She sits up and touches the position beside her, and the other side is empty and cold.

“Mucheng…”

Aunt Fang heard her cry and came up in a hurry. “Miss Luo, are you awake?”

“What about Mucheng?”

“Mr. Mu left early in the morning.”

Roy nodded, she remembered, he said yesterday to go out today, she forgot, she opened the quilt out of bed, may be the cold is not good, this will be dizzy brain swelling, heart is very depressed.

The mobile phone on one side rings and picks it up. It’s Xiangduo. She’s coming with Dongdong today. She’s almost there. After washing, she goes downstairs and has no appetite. She drinks a glass of milk. It’s not long before Xiangduo comes.

Every time she sees Dongdong, she wants to put him in her pocket and hurt him. It’s so cute. Although it’s very fleshy, her eyebrows and eyes look like old four. It’s a small replica. Sometimes, she can imagine what the baby will look like. Is it more like him or herself?

……

When the gunshot rang out, at the critical moment, ye Ning’er broke free from the shackles and rushed to her. The shot hit her. Mu Cheng held the woman covered with blood, and her eyes couldn’t hide the rupture. She didn’t think that she would do so. The mouth of her back kept bubbling blood. Her face turned pale and she said weakly, “ah Cheng I am interested in I can’t afford you… ”

Next life, she reincarnated, also don’t do against conscience, so she can clean love him.

Muzhan lowered his face and aimed his gun at the man holding the woman

Suddenly there was an explosion and smoke. Luo Jingchen hit the censer on the altar and pulled up the man squatting on the ground

The two sides fell into a fierce battle, and their ears were full of random gunfire. Mucheng and Luo Jingchen bent over and rolled several times on the ground to avoid the barrage of bullets.

Ah Wei gritted his teeth and cursed, “Damn, I’m fighting with you.” Holding a gun, he sweeps it out of order, but doesn’t hit the muzhan hiding behind the pillar.

Mu Cheng stares at Ye Ning’er lying on the ground. His eyes accumulate scarlet. He raises his gun to his head one by one. His shooting is extremely accurate. Bang bang! The people outside have been controlled by his people, and that’s all that’s left.

At the same time, the bomb on the roof cracked, the helicopter buzzed, several thick ropes landed, and the well-trained man in black climbed down the rope.

Muzhan saw that the situation was not right, and put several people around him in front, “go!” He stepped back slowly, touched a switch, pressed it, and the back wall opened. He went in and ran away.

Mucheng slowly got up and surrounded the remaining ten people, “do you want to die or pick up a way to live?” After all, these people are cultivated by the Mu family. It’s a pity to kill them.

One of them threw his gun on the ground and asked for mercy at the critical moment of his death. “Two little, two little, spare your life!”

Su Feng came in with a group of people and asked directly, “ah Cheng, where is the Mozhan?”

“Run away.” He looked at Su Feng with a fierce face, “uncle, they’ll leave them to you to take a breath.” The woman in the family said to let him accumulate some virtue for the child.

“Ah Cheng, your mother’s death has something to do with muzhan.” Even though he was only a five-year-old boy, he was as vicious as a man of the same age. He knew how to instigate his mother to kill another innocent woman.Mu Cheng closed his eyes, “I know.” Voice low dark, “uncle, really killed him, my mother also can’t live.”

Su Feng was stunned. His wrinkled face was full of deep laments. He looked at several senior figures who were shaking under the table and sighed, “after so many years of waiting, it’s time to change the dynasty.” He and Mucheng cooperate in order to wait for this day.

Ah Wei came to him, “brother, there are several small sub halls brought out by muzhan outside. I’ll solve the commotion.”

Mu Cheng raised his eyes and looked up at the dark sky. The dark clouds had dispersed and became bright again. Luo Jingchen put away his gun and said, “let’s go.”

At 11:50, the car drove towards the airport. On the highway, it was still Mucheng driving. Suddenly, his brow was wrinkled. His eyes swept both sides of the road, squinting and murmuring, “there’s an ambush.”

As soon as the words came to an end, it was the sound of bullets penetrating the window glass. Luo Jingchen sat up straight, took out his gun with his hand, turned his head and looked at the hole in the window glass of the back seat of the car. “Damn, these days, being kind-hearted and soft hearted is always leaving a way for others.”

Mucheng also frees up a hand, takes out a gun, and calls awei, asking them to come to the rescue. He glances through the rear-view mirror at the car coming up behind him. He and muchan share half the same blood, but on the day when they don’t mix, “there is a forest of trees under the highway, we jump.”

After a pause, he continued, “if I die to go back, please tell her that I love her and the children.”