In the morning news at 7:30 a.m. Rome time, the tragedy happened yesterday in a villa in a wealthy suburb of Rome.

According to reports, a large number of underworld fighting traces occurred in the manor, killing and injuring countless people. Among them, the Mafia participated in the fight, which was listed as a huge terrorist attack and the private resentment of gangs. Up to 7 am, 138 dead bodies were confirmed by the police.

As soon as the news came out, a large-scale search and rectification work was formed in Rome, and the government immediately responded to appease the panic stricken masses.

But the news did not take long, the matter was quickly suppressed.

Many political and business tycoons also took part in the battle, and some even witnessed it. If there is an in-depth investigation, a large number of officials will find out.

The only way is to quickly suppress the whole thing with thunder.

However, although the government used tough means to suppress it, it still made people's hearts a little broken, and many forces of the Mafia in Italy were wiped out one after another.

Of course, those who can do such a thing are naturally those of the big and the little of the Bai family.

Time goes by slowly.

In the Dark Island, after Robert's surgery one day and two nights, the operation of the Oriental war was finally completed, but the man was still in a coma.

"Don't worry, auntie. I've already dealt with it, but pay special attention to it at night, for fear that the wound may cause infection and fever. If there is any situation, you should inform me in time."

Robert's tired eyes are full of blood. He looks at mu Qingwan.

"Well, please, go and have a rest."

After all, he is a good friend of his daughter. He is tired enough to study the blood curse on her daughter for several days. It is another operation, which makes people worried.

Robert is light smile: "good, then I'll go first, if you have something to call me!"

Mu Qingwan nodded. After Robert left, he walked into the ward and looked at the Oriental war lying on the hospital bed. Mu Qingwan's eyes were slightly moist.

At the door of the ward, he was stunned for half a sound. Finally, he sighed and walked over and sat down in front of the hospital bed.

"Why do you have to be like a child after all these years

Mu Qingwan words with a full of blame, that cold face is gentle flow, with a distressed eye light blink on the face of the eastern war.

The original spirit of the face pale, closed eyes, chin grew a lot of small debris mustache, but this is the East War lying quietly, but mu Qingwan more and more tight the whole heart.

In the end is love, once she thought she could forget, but even after so many years, she will still be emotional because of him, or involuntarily indulge in the tenderness he gives, a little sink.

Sometimes she always thought, if that year she did not meet him first, first met her fiance, then is not all the same outcome!

But in fact, she never regretted falling in love with Oriental war, and never regretted marrying Oriental war. Even though she knew that she had a blood curse on her body, even though the man pushed her away by betraying himself, she still loved her deeply.

Love, sometimes really is a mysterious thing, reluctant to give up, can not put down, even if the end of a disaster, but still happy!

In this life, she was defeated, defeated in the hands of the eastern war!

And she did not know that the eastern war was also defeated in her hands!

Oh!

There were only two people left in the ward quiet strange some fear, even the lightest sigh is also clear in this ward.

Mu Qingwan's hand gently placed on the comatose face of Oriental war, from the forehead, to the eyebrows, to the closed eyes, to the upright bridge of the nose, and then to the tight and sexy lips, the outline of each time makes her nostalgic.

"Qing'er doesn't go, Qing'er, don't go, don't leave me, I love you, Qing'er..."

A big hand suddenly seized the small hand still free, tightly grasped, clasped her wrist, not a bit loose, as if as long as a little loose, the owner of that small hand would be far away from him.

There is hesitation and helplessness in the low husky voice, as well as deep feeling and fear!

It is like that pulling mu Qingwan's heart, affecting her soul!

When mu Qingwan grabs the big hand suddenly, the whole body is startled. She thinks that the eastern war wakes up, but she doesn't want to just talk in a dream. It's just like this, which still makes her soft hearted in a mess.

"No, I'm not going, brother Zhan, I'm here!"

Holding on to the big hand tightly, mu Qingwan murmured in the ear of the eastern war again and again. However, the powerful hand was still holding tightly, not relaxing for half a minute.

That night, the eastern war really started a high fever, a pale face showed the color of pain, rose red, tightly frowned, and kept talking nonsense, calling mu Qingwan's name again and again.As a result, mu Qingwan had to call Robert.

Fortunately, the eastern war is not serious. Mu Qingwan calls Robert to come over as soon as he finds out.

Robert was given two anti-inflammatory needles, and for a long time, the eastern war's fever subsided.

"Well, the fever is gone. Pay attention at night. There should be nothing wrong with it."

"When, then, will he wake up?" Seeing that the burning of the eastern war had subsided, mu Qingwan was also relieved.

"It's almost OK tomorrow morning. Don't worry, auntie. I'll go to nameless island to see elder Mu!"

"Well, it will be hard for you."

Mu Qingwan looks at the men who are surrounded by her daughter, who are also somewhat loved by them, and almost all of them look at them as their own children.

"Auntie, don't be so polite to me. I and boss Mu grew up in open crotch pants, regardless of you and me!"

As soon as he said this, Robert's face turned red with embarrassment.

Oh, let me slip. What did you grow up with in open crotch pants? If it came to the ears of Mr. Rong, he would not have blinded his eyes. What if he thought he had seen the elder mu in open crotch pants.

Mu Qingwan didn't think much about it. Looking at Robert's embarrassed appearance, he just gave a gentle smile.

"OK, go ahead, Yan Yan will work hard on you!"

Seeing the smile on mu Qingwan's face, Robert was relieved, nodded and left the dark island.

Mu Qingwan returns to the ward and covers the quilt for the eastern war. He wants to get up and pour a glass of water. His wrist has been tightly grasped by the Oriental war again. His strength is great.

"Don't go!"

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