Recently, a pair of mercenary couples on the website has attracted much attention, not only the high-level executives behind the dark web, but also those employers who need them.

I heard that as long as the target task is a bad person and the money is enough, they will take it. Usually, the task can be completed within two days at the latest. More and more attention from those employers, and they also bring revenue to the site.

People who can be wanted by their employers on the dark web are unlikely to be good people.

So their principle is almost the last one left, money.

And today, Owen sat in the car so nervously because someone told him that his opponent had hired the couple to kill him.

More importantly, he is indeed a villain who has done all kinds of bad things, but he has no power, so he can only hang out in a small area. No one can protect him. He has always relied on himself. This time, he might not be able to return alive.

He deliberately chose a road with a lot of people. It seems safer to be in the car. It is easy to notice dangerous people and quickly evacuate. This seems to be a better idea.

However, in the next second, he felt that this was simply terrible.

Because of that man, he entered from the roof.

Unpredictable way of appearance, if he knew today, he would definitely not buy this car.

It only took the man 1 minute to get rid of the people in the car.

He opened the car door, and after throwing the person out, he squeezed into the driver's cab from behind. After sitting down, he picked up the communicator. As soon as he opened it, the voice from there came over, with a very bad tone, like a kidnapper Threats when preparing to tear tickets.

"Damn you, a task took so long?"

Before he could explain, he said, "I don't want to hear any explanations. All explanations are excuses for not loving me. Have you started looking for Miss Zhanjie outside?"

After all, after cursing people in a short and fancy way at the beginning of F, they said, "Bastard, get out, dare to go home and beat you to death."

Pregnant women are the largest and pregnant women are the largest.

Even if he is not pregnant, his sweetheart is still the biggest.

Wade flattered, "What my wife says is what she says, brother promises not to go home."

What I want to say later is that brother promises to protect Sweetheart and Little Sweetheart at the door of the house.

But before he finished speaking, the voice over there suddenly became ghostly.

"you try?"

Wade swallowed, and immediately said courteously, "How could I really not go home outside, I am a good man recognized by the world, I swear on Captain America's chest, I will definitely come home, don't worry sweetheart."

"Do you dare to go home?"

Is this him a proposition!

His sweetheart is getting less and less cute!

Sweetheart's temper after pregnancy is twice as bad as before. How should he coax Sweetheart well? !Wait online.

Wade, whose mind was spinning fast and whose desire to survive was so strong that he broke through the sky, said, "Sweetheart, I feel that my presence is needed at home to neutralize the female hormones in the air. Too much female hormones will definitely bring trouble to my little sweetheart." This will have a certain impact, which will not be conducive to her future plan to fight invincible all over the world, which is a great pity."

"Forget it, I don't want to listen to you, remember to buy plums when you come back."

Wade breathed a sigh of relief, and he tentatively said, "Sweetheart, can that brother touch Little Sweetheart today?"

There was silence for a while, and then he hummed awkwardly.

So when he got home, he hummed a ditty and made dinner, then washed the plums and put them in the fruit bowl, and bounced into the bedroom door. The light was off, and it was pitch black inside. He, with long black hair scattered on the bed, a back view, and he is willing to give everything for it.

His heart became soft, and a calm smile rarely appeared on his face, watching his sweetheart.

Before meeting Sweetheart, he had missed too many things, he didn't care, and he was unwilling to catch those.

However, he doesn't want to lose anything anymore.

He wants to protect his sweetheart, and the future little princess.

He endured the extreme danger outside, as long as he gave them a safe house.

That's it.

Night falls quickly, especially at this time of year, when it gets dark earlier and earlier.

"Why are you at home?"

Chessia squinted at him, her whole body exuded the unhappiness after getting up.

"Brother thinks that Sweetheart may need someone to help her massage her shoulders. She must be very tired after sleeping all day. I think, really, pregnant women are too hard. I have a duty to do it. I must do my best for Sweetheart."

Seeing his expression of eagerness to survive, Chessia nodded lazily, not saying yes or no.

Then she sat on the chair, because after she was pregnant, Wade was very careful, put all the guns and knives in the house in a cabinet and locked them, and wrapped all the angular things in the house with soft cloth, and Upholstery is placed on every chair.

Carefully protect her.

He never said it.

Cecilia took a few bites, but couldn't take any more, and went to the toilet after a while, locked the door with her backhand, and vomited faintly inside, feeling a little exhausted.

Wade outside the door was squatting at the door of the toilet. The small wooden door could be opened with just a slam, but he reserved her dignity and gave her space. An imperceptible tension.

"Brother said that pregnant women are the hardest. How about sweetheart? Does it feel like eating expired crayfish sold by unscrupulous merchants so disgusting to the stomach?"

There was no response from inside, but another retching sound.

After a while, he heard the sound of flushing the toilet, and the tension in his heart slowly relaxed.

The door was opened, and Cecilia's face was a little pale. She looked at Wade, a big man close to 1.9 meters, who was squatting on the ground and looking at her, his eyes were like a dog wagging its tail looking at its owner.

He stood up, looking up instantly turned into looking down, and Cecilia, who was shorter than him, had to look up to meet his gaze.

So he immediately squatted down again, so that Cecia could be at peace with him without raising her head.

"Does sweetheart want to go out for a walk? The weather outside can give people the feeling of holding a beautiful woman with a slim waist and long legs in their arms."

He was planning to say a few more words to make Sweetheart happy, or to divert her attention, at least not so uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Cecilia buried herself in his arms, her body was thin and soft, and he hugged her carefully, without saying a word.

He knew that these days, she was particularly uncomfortable because of morning sickness.

So, let his very bad-tempered girl vent all her unhappiness on him.

Don't be a good girl, don't let her swallow her unhappy, don't let her think about what she should do.

Everything is done by him.

Honey, just keep being grumpy and being a wayward girl.

The author has something to say: tell me, is it sweet or not!

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