Wang Changdong was very hard tempered and insisted: "no one sent me to assassinate you. It's my personal behavior."

He Chuan went up and gave Wang Changdong a mouth: "do you believe this lie? Don't tell me. You see that my boss is too beautiful and envy her beauty."

A Cheng couldn't help laughing. He Chuan was really the funny comedian in them. How did he make up such nonsense and say it with such a serious expression? He almost didn't laugh himself to death.

But he Chuan gave a white look at ah Cheng: "what are you laughing at? Isn't what I said the truth? Our boss is beautiful originally. Dare you say that this grandson is not jealous, and this woman is also jealous of our boss. Otherwise, why do you want to attack our boss's beautiful eyes?"

As he said this, He Chuan felt a burst of fire in his heart and kicked Xu Hui, who was stunned. Anyway, he fainted and couldn't feel the pain.

Wang Changdong's face was vicious: "no one asked me to assassinate your boss. You can do whatever you want."

Cheng ran saw that Wang Changdong's mouth was still very hard. She sat on the incomplete chair with her legs folded, but she was very stable and her body didn't shake at all.

"If I'm not wrong, you should be the top 107."

This place works for a professional organization, and the people trained in it are also professional. They start hard and never procrastinate. He and Xu Hui should retire from above, because once they reach the age of 40, their organization will consider that your reaction ability and your reception ability will deteriorate, and they will choose to cultivate a group of new people.

It can be seen from their skills, and when she fought with Xu Hui, she saw 107 characters in the cuff texture of Xu Hui's clothes. It was a special sign of 107. People outside that sign could not imitate it.

Wang Changdong didn't say anything, but his face changed. Cheng ran tried to convince him.

"You 107 can only earn money when you are in office. Once you leave, you won't be given a penny. I think the person who gave you the task also gave you a lot of money, otherwise you won't take it. Just, why didn't you think about it and why he gave you so much money."

"I know that you are a man trained by the third master. I can see from your skill."

Cheng ran looks at ah Cheng and smiles.

"It seems that you admit it."

Ah Cheng patted the stick on his hand: "I advise you to speak quickly, otherwise it will be hard to suffer later."

Wang Changdong hummed coldly, but he was stubborn and came to grandma's house.

"So what if I admit it? What if you know I'm 107?"

Cheng ran sat calmly. Even if he couldn't see it, the momentum was not affected at all. Wang Changdong was a little nervous. He had never seen a woman with such a powerful aura.

Is this woman just under the hands of the third master? Is there no other identity?

It seems that he can't earn the money. Even if the woman's eyes can't see now, it doesn't seem to affect her moves. He can still remember clearly that the silver needle pierced his neck accurately. Can ordinary people achieve it?

I'm afraid even with your eyes open, you may not be able to achieve it.

Wang Changdong was about to tell them the truth, but Xu Hui suddenly woke up, picked up a knife in his hand and jumped up to stab Cheng ran in the back.

He Chuan and a Chengdu turned their backs to Xu Hui. It never occurred to him that the comatose Xu Hui would wake up at this time.

When they reacted, it was too late, but Cheng ran reacted. The bloodthirsty spirit of killing wiped her ear with a fierce wind. She leaned slightly and avoided Xu Huifeng's sharp knife.

However, Xu Hui seemed to rush towards Cheng ran with the momentum of killing, and He Chuan was shocked.

"Boss, be careful!"

He wanted to jump, but the distance was too far and it was too late.

All of a sudden, a gunshot rang, which stunned everyone present.

Xu Hui was stunned and fell to the ground.

Several people looked back, but Cheng ran couldn't see who it was. Only ah Cheng and He Chuan knew that their Savior was coming.

Feng moye is dressed in a suit and shoes. The cold wind outside is bleak and fierce, blowing his hair freely and wildly.

He Chuan shouted in surprise, "President Feng!"

As soon as Feng moye stepped into the door, his eyes fell straight on Cheng ran. He saw Cheng ran close his eyes and covered it with a layer of gauze. The man's momentum was crazy and his sharp eyes were surging with the potential to destroy the sky and the earth.

He Chuan noticed it and took a sympathetic look at Wang Changdong.

"You wait for the end."

Here comes the one who supports their boss.

Cheng ran heard that He Chuan was calling Feng moye, and her heart clicked. Even in such an environment, she was fearless, but when she knew that someone was thousands of miles away and could find her in this place, she still went through difficulties and obstacles.

When they came in, it was not easy, and they knew that it was not easy to get out of here.

Feng moye said to Che Jin, "tie them back. I want to see the controller behind this in person."

Che Jin nodded: "yes!"

The people at hand quickly came forward to detain Xu Hui and Wang Changdong. Wang Changdong originally wanted to tell Cheng ran the truth. Now he was more and more sure when he saw Feng moye's aura and style, as well as his cold eyes without any feelings.

They offended the wrong people.

Now he doesn't expect to get the money. It's not easy to pick up his life.

In particular, the shot just now did not hurt Xu Hui's life, but accurately aimed at a few millimeters next to the heart. He had never seen this accurate shot.

Who the hell is this man!

Che Jin took Xu Hui and Wang Changdong out, and He Chuan and ah Cheng followed out. If they stayed here again, their two bulbs would be on.

After they went out, Feng moye raised his feet and walked towards Cheng ran. He stretched out his hand and took the man into his arms.

"Wife, you have suffered."

Cheng ran was overwhelmed by his sudden hug. She spoke in a dumb voice.

"You... Shouldn't you be angry with me and ask me why I didn't tell you so far?"

"Silly wife, I'm worried about your safety. What are you going to do to get angry with you? Besides, is our little wife willing to be angry with others? When I get angry, I have to find a way to coax."

Feng moye patted Cheng ran on the back and frowned.

"How thin?"

Cheng ran was amused by his words: "I've only been out for a day. It's not dawn outside. What's thin?"

Feng moye clasped his hands on her shoulders. Cheng ran could tell from his tone even if he couldn't see his worries.

He was really worried about himself. He was afraid of his own accident. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a big formation to find himself.

If you say you are not moved, how can you not be moved? No one has ever been so worried about her safety that he will leave everything and come to her thousands of miles away.

Feng moye's warm finger belly suddenly gently caresses Shangcheng Ran's eyes: "wife, does it hurt?"