When will he eat this pot of vinegar?

"It's none of your business, ex boyfriend!" Mu yuan couldn't help being provoked. You broke up. What's the acid now? It has nothing to do with you if he wants to develop with he Chunwang.

Jack, "..."

Mu yuan seldom yells at him. They get together less and leave more. When they get together, they want to give each other their best side. After the breakup, the man's little bad temper was gradually cultivated.

How can a commander who has been dictatorial all the year round be a good tempered person.

He doesn't know how to answer this.

Mu yuan stepped on the accelerator and went to the main road. The light of the city was warm and brilliant, but it could not warm his cold heart. Mu yuan glanced at the dirty glass.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the police siren constantly sounded behind him. Mu yuan kept driving unconscious and didn't know what he was thinking. Jack coughed, "stop on the right."

"Why?" Mu yuan asked unhappily.

The siren sounded frantically in the back. Mu yuan looked at it and his face was black. A car mirror was broken, and the glass was all broken, leaving only a broken rear-view mirror. The siren sounded all over the sky in the back.

"There are so many broken things in your country!"

The traffic police are busy!

Mu yuan thought nobly and coldly that his multimillion dollar sports car would be afraid of the police car.

Jack seemed to know what he was thinking, "your car is yetingyun's, and it will cause him trouble."

"What are you afraid of? It's not my car."

Jack, "they'll shoot."

"...." Mu yuan scolded, and pulled over to the right a little irritably, followed by three police cars. Mu yuan sat on the ground in the driver's seat.

When the traffic policeman came over, Mu Yuan said, "I don't have a driver's license. You can fix it yourself!"

Jack accepted his fate and opened the door to go down. He took out his certificate. A little farther away, he could hear them talking. Mu yuan had listened to them, but he didn't see a dark red trace in the co driver's seat, because the seat cushions were all red. Looking at the slightly darker color, Mu yuan stretched out his hand and put it on the tip of his nose, which was full of blood.

Jack is extremely strong. After handling his documents, he casually made up a reason and wanted to rush back to the office. The traffic police dare not stop them. Who dares to stop the lieutenant colonel fighting in the front line of counter-terrorism? If there is a terrorist attack, no one can afford it.

Even if Mu yuan looks at a Chinese face, they dare not ask.

As soon as Jack got on the bus, Mu yuan glanced at his arm. He was injured by a sniper. It was just another violent exercise, and the wound must have left.

This pig, don't know to say.

Endure what endure.

As soon as Mu yuan's car left, a traffic policeman called.

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel Anderson, there is a Chinese American man on the car, very young, with the license plate of XXXX. I checked that it is yetingyun's car in Miss building."

"Yes, it's definitely a Chinese man... Yes, very young."

……

"Yes!"

……

"Your hand doesn't hurt." Mu Yuanzhuang asked unintentionally, and then picked up the corner of his mouth with disgust, "ye Tingyun's leather seats are quite expensive. You've stained people's blood, so you're not particular."

Jack, "..."

He was dragged away by Mu yuan as soon as he came out of the hospital. Besides, he was injured in the execution of the task. Who was the shit stirring stick that destroyed his task, causing him to fail in the task and never recover from the injury.

He tried every means to choose a place, but he Chunwang's people came after them to assassinate them... Oh, no, it was to assassinate him. He Chunwang was very kind to Mu yuan and was reluctant to touch his hair.