Picked up a wicked man

With a "pop", this was already the second cigarette being lit, and the smoke was enchanting, lingering on the man's face, blurring his handsome cheeks instantly.

But the more blurred it is, the more frightening people feel, especially the slightly narrowed eagle eyes behind the smoke, making people dare not look directly at it.

Those who are familiar with him know that Mu Zecheng is a little irritable at this time, but he is waiting, waiting for the boy's explanation or justification.

In the end, the boy sitting on the bed sighed softly, looked at the most important man in front of him, and opened his thin lips lightly.

"I'm sorry sir, I shouldn't have acted privately, and I also know what kind of trouble I will cause my husband if I am captured by their people, but this opportunity is hard-won, and there was no time to wait at that time Mr.'s people are here, so I broke in alone..."

Mu Zecheng still didn't speak, every time he was silent like this, Wu Jun'en was always very nervous.

"But I succeeded and did not cause any trouble to Mr., which means that I can..."

Mu Zecheng suddenly stood up and stared at Wu Junen's eyes, which had already ignited raging flames.

"You should know that I hate people who disobey my orders the most, and you should know best in your heart that I don't want you to!"

This brat, because of an accidental luck, actually said that he can face the huge power behind the old man alone?

Did he know that it was because the old man had a private deal that some people were evacuated at zero hour today, so that he had the opportunity to escape from the base?

Otherwise, relying on him alone, still want to get out of there alive?

That is wishful thinking! ! !

Several other servants and doctors in the room, because of Mu Zecheng's roar, their hearts were shaking all the time. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe out.

There are two new maids who are not so calm. They don't usually see Mu Zecheng very much. Just hearing other servants describe him is enough to make them fear him. Now they see Mu Zecheng with their own eyes. When he lost his temper, all four of them went limp at the same time. One hurriedly supported the table closest to him, while the other fell limply to the ground with a plop.

It's so scary, it turned out that when the husband was furious, he was so scary...

A few roars made Wu Jun'en's eyes widen in shock, and he sat on the bed and stared at him blankly.

Since I met Mr., this is the first time I have seen him so angry. Even Mr. who failed in the last mission and lost two bases, has never seen him so angry.

Especially when the husband looked at him, the anger in his eyes hurt his heart severely.

Although the husband's temper is not very good, but it is definitely not this kind of irritable and violent. There will be such a reaction, all because the husband doesn't believe him, and he is afraid that he will ruin his plan!

In the past, he never gave him a real task. He didn't believe in himself, and thought he was too young to help him!

"If there is a next time, I will definitely give up on you and drive you out of here!"

Once Mu Zecheng said what he said, he would definitely do what he said, there is no doubt about it.

The boy who has been with him for many years knows this best.

Driving him away from his side is also the cruelest punishment for Wu Junen. From what the husband said, we can tell how angry and disappointed he is.

but……

The boy looked at him with seriousness in his eyes.

"Although I am young, I am the top hacker in the entire empire. If Mister loses me, although it will not pose a threat to his own power, there will definitely be a huge loss."

Seeing his bushy eyebrows move slightly, the boy hastily added: "I'm not threatening sir, I just want to tell you..."

Wu Jun'en met the man's eyes calmly and calmly, and said every word clearly: "If there is another opportunity that is beneficial to Mr. today like today, I will still choose to seize it."

Mu Zecheng was silent, but the sound of breathing was a bit rougher than before.

The boy who was always so obedient before, who would obediently do what he asked him to do, no longer exists.

No, to be precise, he should have grown up... This kid started to have his own ideas.

However, the only thing that hasn't changed is his loyalty to himself.

Mu Zecheng squinted his eyes, and his eyes finally fell on his injured hand. There was clear pity in his eyes, but the man who was used to being indifferent to him could never say a word of comfort. He snorted coldly: "Before you want to help me, shouldn't you learn to protect yourself? The most important thing for you is your hands. If you are crippled, do you think I will let you stay?"

Wu Jun'en's heart was shocked, and when he looked up at him, his eyes instantly became hot.

Sir, forgive yourself!He finally accepted himself!

When Mu Zecheng saw the light shining in his eyes, he felt that something was wrong, he just gave him a little good face, and he was so excited.

However, his cautious but expectant look is still the same as the little boy hiding in the corner under the heavy rain with bruises all over his body.

He, too, was just a child.

Swallowing the reproaches he wanted to say, Mu Zecheng pursed his thin lips, a little helpless: "Don't over-understand my meaning, and then disobey my orders..."

"Sir will kick me out."

This is the third time he said that he would drive himself out!

The boy smiled, it was the first sincere smile in the past few days, the rare immature aura on his face almost made the butler standing at the door burst into tears.

This is the expression and smile that should belong to the young master at this age!

It has been the tenth year that the young master has been here, but since he first stepped into this villa, they have rarely seen him smile. Except for the husband, no one knows what happened to the young young master kind of thing.

A seven-year-old child only has one expression every day, and that is expressionless.

He doesn't cry, he doesn't laugh, he doesn't even talk much.

Sometimes, the cold and aloof aura about him is a bit colder than that of Mr.

It was also in that year, and for the first time in his life, he saw a sense of maturity and vicissitudes in a child, as well as a little cynical eyes.

The young master is only 17 years old this year, and he is still the little boy who can't laugh. Although the husband treats him very well, his temperament has not changed at all. When dealing with others, the young master's eyes... are very cold , It was so cold that the blood all over the body could freeze into frost in an instant.

It was only in front of Mr. that he would have the side to let go of his guard.

Sneaking at the corner of his eyes, the butler raised his eyes, but couldn't help but look at the boy on the bed more.

"It's good to know."

Mu Zecheng snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the door, the black shadow formed by the tall figure enveloped the few people standing at the door, forming an oppressive trend.

Seeing this, the housekeeper immediately opened the door respectfully.

The man stopped suddenly after walking to the door. He looked back at Wu Jun'en, as if he still had something to say.

The boy who sat on the bed and kept looking at him, as if he knew what he was going to ask, jumped off the bed at the same time Mu Zecheng turned his head, walked to the table, and when he was about to turn on the computer, the housekeeper Immediately walked a few steps forward, looked at him worriedly and said.

"Young master, please be careful of the wound on your hand!"

Although the butler usually had a gentle smile on his face, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and no details would escape his eyes.

The boy froze for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the white gauze wrapped around his hands, and then chuckled lightly.

"It's all right."

Now the happiness in his heart has overshadowed everything else, and the pain in his palm is nothing.

The man standing at the door casually glanced at the servant in the distance, and the man who received Mu Zecheng's gaze immediately understood, strode to Wu Junen's side, turned on the computer for him, and waited respectfully for his instructions .

The boy licked his lips again, then pointed at the computer and said something to the servant beside him. After a while, the servant removed the USB flash drive from the computer and went straight to Mu Zecheng's side to respectfully handed it to him.

The man glanced at the things in his hand, before he could speak, Wu Junen's voice came over.

"Something happened on the way to escape. I secretly stuffed something in a woman's bag. The husband can find her according to the above address."

At that time, he was afraid that he would be chased by those people, so he hid it on the woman's backpack in a hurry, and he also put a tracker on the USB flash drive. No matter where the woman went, they would can find her.

The chill on Mu Zecheng's body also seemed to subside, his voice was still a little heavy, but it was soft: "I understand, as for you, you are not allowed to leave this room until the wound is completely healed."

The boy didn't react much to his words, but just looked at him quietly.

Even the housekeeper was a little surprised at this point. He didn't know what happened to the young master today, but he was able to face the matter of his master not letting him go out so calmly.

If it were normal, he would have jumped out to resist.

Because the punishment of not letting him go out is the most desperate thing for the young master.

Although the young master respects his husband the most, his meekness is only on the surface. In his bones, he is unruly and domineering, and he is not easy to give in. He is simply a miniature version of his husband!
Last time, my husband only forced him to stay at home for two days, and after less than half a day, the young master was so anxious that he almost set fire to his Bailin Garden.

The thrilling scene that day, just thinking about it can make them break out in cold sweat.

Now, the master actually ordered him to stay at home for a month, which was clearly enough to kill the young master, but now he is allowed to face it so calmly?
Isn't this a bit abnormal?