Quick time travel: the male lead, let’s have a pop

Chapter 173 The Mermaid's Patient Lover ([-])

Murphy looked around and pulled her to the side mysteriously.

"Something interesting happens all of a sudden, let's eat something!"

"Fun? What's the fun?" She took a glass of red wine and leaned against the wall, looking around with her eyes around, ignoring the people coming and going.

Now she found that there were a few more policemen with rifles, a few special police officers, and many people were also seen in the seats on both sides.

"This auction is very thoughtful, and the police were specially invited to maintain order..." She took a sip of wine, shaking the glass lazily, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making her eyes even redder. .

Murphy also leaned against the wall, shaking his head and sighing disdainfully, "It's a bit stupid to use a Type 95 automatic rifle!! If you use an AK47, you will have a better chance of winning."

"What's the difference? What's the difference between a long-range and a short-range?" she asked puzzled, knowing little about these rifles.

She noticed that one of the police officers with long legs kept casting unfriendly glances. Qian Xun tried her best to hold back her discomfort and looked at that man with a smile.

That long leg was a little distracted, but immediately looked at it intently.

Murphy didn't notice the strange gaze, lowered his voice, and looked a little gloomy, "Actually, this is because of the boss, who is good at close combat. In fact, 95 is not good for him. In fact, I really want to see AK47 in my heart, so I said that."

Qian Xun nodded, remembering what she said to 11 in her mind, and there was something stuck in her heart. When she saw Murphy walking towards the door, she also followed.

"By the way, does Juefeng have a chronic disease that cannot be cured? He is a killer leader but he is always sick?"

"Qian Xun, how do you know?" Murphy retracted his eyes and looked around, his expression became serious.

"Don't forget, I said that I have the ability to read emotions." I had expected her to ask this question, so this answer was also in preparation.

Murphy didn't doubt her words either, "Actually, it's nothing. He just got hemoptysis, a disease he's had since childhood, but he hasn't told anyone. He's always been strong..." She spoke with a choked voice.

Qian Xun heard the throbbing pain in the hemoptysis, took a deep breath and replied: "There must be a way." She patted her on the shoulder, but at the same time accepted her sad emotions and the memory of Juefeng. Zi's ​​heart aches like a knife.

That sad memory is what a little girl saw at the crack of the iron door outside the house——

In the middle of the night, a man tied a little boy to a chair in a dark hut. The little boy was naked to the waist, with countless whip marks on his body. The boy cried and begged, but the man's ruthless whip still fell on him mercilessly. In the end, the little boy was beaten until he coughed up blood, and the cruel man let go, and said, "As my son, you accept those weak tears, you have no right to cry."

Qian Xun stopped his hands and found that tears were streaming down his face. Sometimes the hardships in life are born, and he can't escape.If so, he was forced to be cruel.

He took a deep breath and came back to his senses. The night wind was very cool, but it couldn't blow away his melancholy.

When she and Murphy entered the inner hall again, the auction was already going on unknowingly, but Juefeng and Tianyu still couldn't be seen.

"Look..." Murphy raised his eyebrows.

In the Mi-shaped staircase on the second floor, there were bodyguards in black with neatly combed hair, and among the five bodyguards, two of them looked very familiar.

Qian Xun took a closer look that Juefeng and Tianyu were wearing the same black clothes and sunglasses, but what were they carrying in the black bags?
　The mentality of the sick and delicate is a little distorted.This story is a little longer than the others.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)