Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

This guy is really a big trouble.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let him go without mercy.

Mu Zhentian's eyes couldn't help but flash with a sinister and vicious light.

He turned and strode towards the gate, intending to run out, lock the factory door, and then set a fire to burn them all inside.

When Mu Wanxi saw Mu Zhentian turning around to escape, she would never give him a chance to escape.

But when he looked down at the two people's tightly clasped hands, he found that while An Qing was fighting, he did not forget to hold his hand.

Mu Wanxi had no choice but to whisper in his ear.

"Brother An, wait for me, I'll be back soon."

An Qing frowned, then punched the man in front of him viciously, knocking him to the ground.

Mu Wanxi suppressed her smile and patted his head.

"Believe me."

Mu Wanxi blinked her eyes, her eyes were extremely sincere.

An Qing pursed his lips tightly, looking at his own shadow reflected in her clear and bright eyes.

After a while, he reluctantly let go of their clasped hands.

Mu Wanxi curled the corners of her lips, stood on tiptoe and kissed An Qing on the lips, then ran away quickly.

The people who were surrounding her only felt a shadow passing before their eyes, and when they reacted, they found that Mu Wanxi had disappeared from the encirclement.

Only An Qing was left standing there, with the corners of his lips raised, his fingers gently touching his lips, a look of aftertaste on his face.

Someone wanted to take advantage of An Qing's distraction to attack him, but unexpectedly An Qing suddenly turned around, snatched the iron rod from his hand, and hit the man on the head with his backhand.

An Qing's eyes had completely changed at this moment, and were even more fierce than before. It was as if a sleeping beast was released from his deep eyes.

He moved his neck and flexed his wrists.

Just now, Mu Wanxi was there, and he was worried about her safety, so he didn't let go of his hands and feet. Now, he had to deal with these people quickly so that he could go find Wanwan...

An Qing looked at the people in front of him who were holding iron bars and hesitating and not daring to move forward. He sneered and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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Mu Wanxi on this side flashed and stood in front of Mu Zhentian, blocking his way.

When Mu Zhentian's men saw that Mu Wanxi was the only one chasing after them, they all bravely wanted to step forward and capture this delicate young lady to get a chance to show off.

However, they were all unexpectedly knocked down easily by Mu Wanxi with one move.

Looking at the people lying on the ground, Mu Wanxi patted the non-existent dust on her skirt.

If she had known earlier, she would not have worn a skirt today. It would have damaged her image as a lady.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Zhentian who was shocked.

Mu Wanxi gave him a sweet smile as if she wanted to save her image.

"You... who are you? You are not Mu Wanxi."

Mu Wanxi has been an exceptionally weak and willful young lady since she was a child, and she is well protected by her father.

How is it possible to have such amazing skills?

It seemed like Mu Zhentian's IQ had finally come online and he reacted.

That’s right, it’s impossible for Mu Wanxi to know so much.

When he looked at Mu Wanxi, a hint of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

"You don't deserve to know."

Mu Wanxi smiled freely and brightly, but her tone was unusually cold.

"Your mission has been completed."

Mu Zhentian finally understood everything.

With her and An Qing's abnormal skills, it would be impossible for his stupid subordinates to capture the two people so easily.

The reason why she came here obediently was to let herself admit in front of An Qing that he killed his parents, so that they could be together without any burden.

He reacted belatedly, but found it was too late.

He had been planning and laying out his plans carefully for his entire life, but today he was careless and fell into the hands of a little girl...

Facing Mu Wanxi's approach, he felt a huge sense of panic and oppression that he had never felt before.

Mu Wanxi raised her hand, and Mu Zhentian was lifted into the air as if someone was strangling him by the neck.

His feet kicked helplessly in the air.

"One last question, is Shen Lingyue's death related to you?"

Mu Zhentian struggled in pain, his hands scratching his neck desperately, but he couldn't grab anything, only leaving a few bloody marks of struggle.

He kept trying desperately to breathe, his face flushed, and he had completely lost his previous smugness and elegance. Mu Zhentian shook his head desperately.

Mu Wanxi raised her eyebrows, seemingly thinking seriously.

"Well, it seems like you can't answer this question."

Mu Wanxi muttered to herself.

“But it doesn’t matter anymore.

Anyway, you can't leave here today. If there is a debt, it means you are helping her get revenge. If there is no debt, it doesn't matter.

Just think of me as cleaning up the mess for my cheap dad, and that will make you feel better."

There was a faint smile on Mu Wanxi's lips.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Don't take it too seriously, my good second uncle."

Mu Wanxi was murderous and heartbreaking, and she exaggerated what Mu Zhentian had just said.

After hearing this, Mu Zhentian began to struggle even more violently, but the invisible force holding his neck was getting tighter and tighter.

Not until he gradually stopped struggling and lost all sound, his body was thrown to the ground like a piece of rag.

There were hurried footsteps behind her, and Mu Wanxi raised the corners of her lips.

The next moment, I fell into a warm embrace.

I leaned my head on his chest and listened to An Qing's rapid heartbeat.

Mu Wanxi smiled with her eyebrows curved, and hugged tightly the extremely nervous person opposite her.

He patted his back soothingly.

"Brother An, I'm here to help you get revenge."

Mu Wanxi said in a brisk tone.

An Qing held the person in his arms tightly and refused to let go. For some reason, his heart was filled with joy of regaining what he had lost, and he nodded vigorously.

Looking at An Qing, he looked frightened.

Mu Wanxi suddenly stopped smiling, broke free from his embrace, raised her head and looked at An Qing with a conflicted look.

An Qing was a little confused and stared at Mu Wanxi seriously, then heard Mu Wanxi say.

"Should I leave him a breath and let you do it yourself?"

Mu Wanxi frowned, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

When it comes to revenge, it's definitely more satisfying to do it in person. How could she have forgotten all about it in her excitement just now?

An Qing had said before that he wanted to take revenge on his own.

Mu Wanxi's expression was extremely serious, with a hint of regret in her look.

An Qing was amused by her cute appearance.

The tension was relieved instantly.

He touched Mu Wanxi's head with an extremely gentle look in his eyes.

"Wanwan avenged me, it's the same. Thank you, Wanwan."

Only then did Mu Wanxi smile again.

Jumped happily onto An Qing's body.

An Qing held the person firmly in his arms.

The look is indulgent and doting.

The two men didn't care about the corpses and mess on the ground.

An Qing, who had just been in a fight, was not affected at all and walked out of the abandoned factory steadily carrying the person.