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Name:Unromantic Mr Leung Author:
As expected, he was vicious and vengeful.

After Jiang Musang heard this, he took out his phone, opened the password, and handed it to him.

Without knowing what was being said, He Liancheng asked for the address of Jiang Musang's hotel.

When he finished speaking on the phone, Jiang Musang had already finished bandaging him up.

Jiang Musang took her phone and threw it into her pocket, then got down from the bed.

"Since someone is here to pick you up, I'll leave first." Just now, Chen Yike had given her a call. Although it was an accident, Jiang Musang did not like it when others were waiting for her.

"Wait until my people arrive before you leave." He Liancheng blinked his eyes, as if he could not hold on any longer, "If anything happens, wake me up again."

Jiang Musang still did not agree to it, but He Liancheng closed his eyes and fainted.

He couldn't help but want to explode, but as he cast a glance at the large pile of bloody cotton on the ground, he stopped himself from kicking to wake him up.

That's right, after losing so much blood and being able to support himself talking so much and arranging everything properly, He Liancheng was not an ordinary person either.

But no matter how extraordinary he was, and no matter what kind of status He Liancheng had in the underworld, as long as he passed tonight and punished those who touched Zhuo Xiao and Sister Zheng once, Jiang Musang would plan to stay far away from him.

The more he came into contact with her, the more he felt like a demon. Currently, when he dealt with Demons, she would be the one at a disadvantage because she had other things on her mind.

Half an hour later, Jiang Musang's phone rang. It was the number He Liancheng had called.

She picked up the phone and asked someone to come in and take He Liancheng away.

The owner of the inn was a little frightened because He Liancheng was wearing black clothes and black pants and there were even scars on his face. He didn't look like a good person and was about to call the police, but Jiang Musang stopped him.

"Silence is the safest thing for you to see, do you understand?" Jiang Musang's tone was very cold, and inexplicably had a deterrent effect.

The owner did not recognize Jiang Musang, who had changed his hairstyle and lost most of his makeup, but he still had a face full of fear. He put down his phone and turned around, saying that he did not see anything and did not know anything.

Seeing that, He Liancheng's men did not touch him, and carried him out.

Jiang Musang threw down her money and walked out as well.

It was indeed unaccustomed to stay in such a hotel overnight.

Just as He Liancheng carried her into the car, the man with the knife scar on his face took out a gun and pointed it at her. In the darkness of the night, his expression was so fierce that it seemed like he wanted to kill her immediately.

The fox eyed the gun in front of him, and then lazily looked at the knife-scarred man. "To point a gun at your master's savior, is this how you repay your debt of gratitude?"

Her calmness surprised the knife-scarred man. After all, this was within China, and most people would be terrified of guns. However, this beautiful woman before her didn't seem affected at all. Instead, she had a relaxed expression.

"You said you saved Brother He, what evidence do you have?" The knife-scarred man still had to confirm, although there was a woman's voice on the phone, He Liancheng did not say who the woman was. Now that He Liancheng had been shot, it was better to be cautious.

"I took out the bullets from his body. The call was made using my phone." Jiang Musang remained calm, "Perhaps you can wake him up now and ask him who I am."

The knife-scarred man had no guts to do that. He pointed his gun at Jiang Musang, and moved his body towards the car, asking the doctor who was in the IV drip, "Did Brother He take out the bullet?"

The doctor gave him an affirmative answer, "Take it out in time to save Brother He's life. Otherwise, it might be dangerous if we delay it any longer."

Only then did the knife-scarred man believe Jiang Musang's words, "My apologies, it was my fault."

Jiang Musang rolled her eyes, pretending to be unhappy, "Next time I'll wipe some light spots off."

"When your Brother He wakes up, remind him not to forget about his deal with me."

"Yes."

"Go back." Jiang Musang continued, "Tidy up your injuries, I will call for a carriage."