Sheffield's early morning, shrouded in a thick morning fog.

From stepping out of the living room, Murong Mian felt the moisture coming from the shop.

At this time, the day will not be bright, and there is a mist all around. There is a feeling of cloud mountain and fog. The visibility is not high, about 10 meters away.

None of the servants got up. Murong Mian stood alone, as if he could be swallowed by the dense fog in the next second.

The phone rings again: [I think you should know that in this case, it's better to be alone. 】

Murong Mian sneers. He is really a crafty man. He needs to find him at this time.

The person he was looking for was exhausted and impatient. He found him at 4 a.m., when human beings fell into deep sleep.

Does she think that's really going to work? No one can stop the people he wants to kill and the things he wants to do.

Murongmian turned to the garage and started the car calmly. Soon, the car was out of sight in the fog.

Upstairs, Ji Mianmian is still sleeping, but when Murong is sleeping, her expression is very quiet, but now she frowns frequently. She turns her body on the bed every other moment, as if looking for the posture she usually takes.

Murongmian drove slowly on the road alone.

It's still early. The fog doesn't disperse. On the contrary, it seems to be getting worse.

Murong Mian's car is very slow and rickety. Now he values his life very much. He will never speed up in order to be in a hurry.

About half an hour later, his mobile phone rang, and Mrs. Jones sent another text message. She wrote: "one hour has passed for 40 minutes, and you haven't come yet. It seems that you are going to collect her body. 】

Murong Mian glanced and gave a cold smile.

It seems that he hasn't had many, but the other side is anxious.

He picked up his mobile phone and slowly typed out a line: "then you can put down the body, and I will take it away when I arrive. 】

Murong Mian could imagine that Mrs. Jones would be angry to tear him up when she saw this sentence.

What he has to do now is to make the other party believe that he doesn't care so much about Mrs. Murong. He wants to disturb Mrs. Jones' rhythm.

Murong Mian looks at the thick fog outside the car and turns his mouth. This old bitch doesn't look at the weather outside. Does he want to drive fast? I really think this fog is his home. Can you drive as fast as you want?

Murong Mian is very calm in his heart. He will try his best to ensure that Mrs. Murong will not die.

But

He won't compromise more to save him.

People are selfish, so is he.

For example, he would not exchange his life for Mrs. Murong's.

He lives for Ji Mianmian, not for her, even if the other party saves her.

No matter who can't surpass Ji Mianmian's position in his heart.

Half a day later, Murong Mian received another text message: "you almost cheated me. I believe this woman is special to you. You won't watch her die and give you another half an hour 】

also sent him a photo.

In the photo, Mrs. Murong was hanged, barefoot, with blood dripping down her feet.

Across the screen, Murong Mian smelled the smell of blood, and his eyes became chilly.

He put down his mobile phone and didn't look back. His eyes were deep in front of the low visibility. It was cold and seemed to condense the water vapor in the fog.

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