Chapter 673

There was only a sound of footsteps coming towards the warehouse. The first one was a middle-aged woman. Seeing the people in the warehouse, she stopped and said solemnly, "where are the things?"

The man opposite motioned to the person behind him to take out the things.

Only two men took out a picture from the sealed safe. It had a delicate gold frame and could be seen clearly under the weak light. It was the famous Renaissance painter Raphael's "the virgin of Sistine". The beautiful shape of the Virgin Mary was simple, without any artistic hypocrisy and artifice. It was just astonishingly simple, simple and profound.

Two men showed the painting in front of the middle-aged woman, and the first man said, "housekeeper fissa, this is the portrait of Lady Sistine that Mr. sizol wants!"

Fissa pointed to the portrait with a flashlight in her hand and looked at it carefully. The reason why the president's wife was willing to help the countess this time was that the president's wife was very fond of collecting valuable classical portraits, while the president's wife was very fond of Raphael's the virgin of Sistine. So this time, the countess promised to hand over the painting to the president's wife, She would offer to help.

"Put it away!" Feisha said.

Only a man, who had just led the group, asked, "is it time that Mr. sizol spent so much time rebuilding this port?"

Feisha looked at the man seriously and said, "I've worked hard for you for so many years. The next thing will be arranged by the count. You just have to obey orders."

Several men at the same time bow respectfully replied: "yes!" Unswerving voice.

And these men are actually Xizor's confidants, who have been secretly acting according to orders!

"All right! Now go back with this painting, and you're going to leave! "

Several men answered, then strode away and walked towards the door of the warehouse. But just as they walked out of the warehouse, they suddenly stopped and took out the pistol from their coat pocket with skilful action.

Feisha, who is aware of the change, rushes out and looks at the men who surround her. She is shocked. What's the matter?

They're being followed?

Tightening eyes, looking at the men around, the sign on the chest, a black eye, wide eyes, unable to hide the shock, panic, this is

For a moment, the bottom of my heart can not hide the panic.

When a figure appeared slowly, his beautiful face could be seen clearly under the weak light.

"It's you!" Feisha looked at Nangong shaojue tightly, and her eyes were full of shock and inconceivable.

Nangong shaojue looked at the people who were surrounded in front of him. His cold eyes couldn't hide his terrible anger.

Then the man in a black suit on one side wore a silver gold badge on his chest, which was obviously different from other people's, with a black eye embedded in the badge.

He said something in Nangong shaojue's ear.

Feisha and several men on one side recognized the man next to Nangong shaojue, Jackson, an important insider of "black eye", who had fought with him many times before, and this man also killed many of their brothers.

So when Locke and a few other men saw him, the hatred in his eyes could not be concealed, and the gun in his hand kept tightening.

But looking at Jackson's attitude towards Nangong shaojue, it is obvious that Nangong shaojue is his leader, and his leader means the leader of the whole EE.

But for so many years, they didn't know who was his successor except that they knew that tros parson had abdicated?

But now it's very obvious.

So when Feisha looks at Nangong shaojue at this moment, even if her serious and indifferent look can't hide her confusion, it's this man!

He suddenly appeared now. Obviously he had been wondering what to do, secretly investigating the count, otherwise, how could they track down here, and Nangong would not hesitate to meet fesha, the cold and cold eyes that could not hide his terrible anger.

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At noon the next day, Su Wei Yi, lying on the big bed, unconsciously turned over and tried to lean towards the embrace. Suddenly, he was stunned.

Suddenly, Su Wei opened his eyes and looked to one side. He didn't see Nangong shaojue's figure. Subconsciously, he got up in a panic, looked around the room and called: "husband!"

In the past, no matter when she woke up, he was always by her side. She was used to seeing him at the first sight when she woke up, leaning in his arms and feeling his breath. As long as she didn't see him when she woke up, she would be very unaccustomed, and even felt a little restless at the bottom of her heart.

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He suddenly opened the door and called out: "husband!"

But there was no one in the bathroom.

Then he hurriedly went to the bedroom door, suddenly opened the door and rushed downstairs. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He kept calling: "husband! husband! Husband

The more she called, the more upset and flustered she was.

The servant who was cleaning the corridor heard the opening of the door. He turned to see Su Wei run out barefoot. He put down his broom and called, "madam!"

Then the servant picked up the slippers from the bedroom and followed them.

When Mr. Wang left, he asked him to take good care of the lady. If something went wrong, he would be responsible for the consequences.

Su only rushed downstairs in a hurry, as if frightened.

At this time, the person who is in a hurry to come back, has not gone to the living room, then he hears Su's only confused footstep and call.

Nangong shaojue strode into the living room, and saw Su Weiyi wearing thin pajamas, disorderly curly hair, casually put on the chest, not even wearing shoes, and Su Weiyi looked at the thin body as if it was so weak.

"Only one!" Flustered call a way, say to rush to Su only.

Su only looked at Nangong shaojue. Her nervous and flustered heart relaxed instantly. She laughed and called: "husband!" Say, direct toward South Temple little decisive bosom pounce at past.

Before she took a few steps, her whole body had fallen into the warm and generous arms. Nangong Shao never had time to blame her. She only heard Su Weiyi ask excitedly, "husband, where have you been? Why are you back now? "

Then, holding Nangong shaojue's strong waist with both hands, he leaned toward his arms.

Nangong shaojue hugged her tightly, then picked her up, walked towards the sofa, put her on her lap, looked at her with drooping eyes, "don't you know how to cherish your own body! The injury is not good yet! What do you look like running out like this? " A gentle, reproachful tone.