Chapter 1781

Mu yuan held the mobile phone. He just gathered his courage and was broken. As he was about to put down his mobile phone, a familiar number jumped onto the mobile phone screen, and Jack called. Mu yuan was nervous and opened his cell phone. His hand shook and he almost fell down. He breathed less,

"Major Mu yuan!" The cold voice came from the microphone, and Mu yuan's heart trembled, major Mu yuan? It's been a long time since he heard Jack call him so formally.

I vaguely remember the last time such a formal address was introduced to them at an international conference. The man politely extended his hand and called him major Mu yuan. In full view of the public, he held his hand and hooked it.

On formal occasions, their subordinates were present, and he rarely called him major Mu yuan. His fingertips trembled slightly, and he could hardly hold his mobile phone. As soon as the steering wheel turned, he drove off the highway from the emergency lane and stepped on the brake. There was a pasture around, so quiet that he could only hear his heartbeat.

At the beginning of the night, he looked at him curiously, and Mu yuan's Adam's apple slipped slightly. That cold call seemed to be a cup of ice water rolling into his throat in the morning, all the way to his internal organs, cold.

"How do you know it's me?"

Jack said, "where are you? Stop immediately and send a locator."

"Aren't you checking the location?" Mu yuan seemed to be innocent. "I didn't kill those people. Someone came to kill us halfway. I ran for my life with Yechu. If I didn't run, I would die myself."

"I asked you to send a location. You can run faster than a group of mercenaries with a little girl in the United States?" His voice was restrained and restrained, mingled with anger.

Mu yuan laughed at himself, "don't you want to see me?"

"I won't see you. Someone will deal with it." Jack said coldly, "the grudge between me and you is our business. This group of mercenaries killed our police, and this matter belongs to me."

Mu yuan was silent for a moment. "The killer's arm was covered with Green Dragon Tattoos, all on his right arm. I guess Bruce hired a mercenary team to catch Yechu. This is the only clue I can give you."

A technician next to Jack is about to locate Mu yuan's whereabouts, but mu yuan and Jack are very clear that they can only locate a general range. Even if Mu yuan is unstable and upset, he and Jack both know how many seconds it takes to talk with a mobile phone to locate a person.

He will hang up in advance.

"Major Mu yuan, is it so difficult for you to call for help when you have an accident in our country? Do you want Yeling to call for you?"

Mu yuan gritted his teeth and hung up the phone. Yes, how humiliating. It's more humiliating than playing in person. He didn't hate himself so much for a moment. Obviously, he wanted to play, but he never had the courage. He was like a watch with a heart to seduce a man, still holding a lute and half covering his face. When someone got hooked and wanted to strip his clothes, he began to erect a memorial archway again.

Mu yuan, you are so shameless!

At the beginning of the night, he silently handed him a piece of paper and looked at him with concern in his eyes. Mu yuan was almost happy. After being served for several days, the little ancestor finally had a conscience and knew how to care for him.

"What are you doing?" Mu yuan asked.

Before he was happy, he made up a knife at the beginning of the night, "I think you want to cry. I'll pass you a piece of paper."

Mu yuan, "..."

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