The man in black, who was about to stab the man's back with a sword, had fallen from the float before he could react.
I didn't get up from the ground for a long time.
"This Old black
Just when the other people in black were caught off guard by the sudden change, they lost their attention for a second or two, and then came back again.
The figure of the assassin is no longer on the float.
……
It turned out to be a festive festival for thousands of people to celebrate.
But because of this sudden change, the streets began to be closed.
All the time, a large number of officers and soldiers patrol the open streets, as if searching for something.
Murongsheng stood by the window and looked down. He saw another group of officers and soldiers passing by. Suddenly, a little noise came from his ear. Murongsheng closed the window and turned around.
Eyes straight toward the bed, just wake up, open the eyes of the people looked in the past.
A pair of eyes without a trace of emotion, cold as if not like a person.
"Now that we wake up, let's settle the accounts."
Suddenly heard such a cold words, lying on the bed just woke up the man some stupidly turned his head, and saw Murong Sheng sitting on the chair.
Clearly in the eyes of a wealthy body, arm big waist middle-aged businessman. But now there is no smell of copper money in my eyes. Instead, it's cold like a murderer.
Looking at him is more like looking at the dead.
See is murongsheng, this man in want to come over time or ten thousand guard, now unload. On the contrary, it was because of the presence of murongsheng that I felt a little relieved.
Relieved?
This is already a very strange thing.
Murongsheng is quite sure that he didn't see the relief in his eyes.
It's just
Why is this man relieved to see her?
"Liu Zhongyu."
Murongsheng's eyes were fixed on the ugly one, and he opened his mouth word by word: "originally called Jiang Zhongyu, now the Secretary of the Department of the white tiger state." These are the information that people in the white tiger country can get by asking them casually.
It's not a secret.
During the conversation, murongsheng stood up from his chair and walked slowly to the bedside. Looking at Liu Zhongyu who has been made by the bed, there is a sharp flash in her eyes.
"I don't care what identity you are now, I only know what you have done to my body?"
Murongsheng did not beat around the Bush, straight to the theme.
Although there is no proof, but she has seen it clearly from the eyes of Liu Zhongyu. I'm afraid that the first look at each other on the float just now has made this person see through her disguise!
I've recognized who she is!
Murongsheng thinks that her appearance is almost flawless, but she can feel that Liu Zhongyu already knows that she is the person in the town that night.
"You'd better think about it now, and then answer me! I don't like people who don't tell the truth at all! Do you understand? "