Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

He walked back immediately, as if he was going to leave directly.

But not long after, Chen Sui came back, looked at Xia Chen, and bowed.

Then said.

"Anyway, I want to thank you for saving those people, the workers on the subway and the chemical factory. Although it is not because of you, these things may not happen, but you are the one who prevented them."

To stop it all, you saved so many families and I want to thank you.In the future, I will try my best to prevent these things from happening again, but please listen to me, don't be a lone hero anymore. "

After speaking, Chen Sui stamped his feet and left.

Still looked pissed off.

Xia Chen, who was lying on the chair, couldn't help laughing.

But such a smile didn't last long, and a figure entered the door.

Holding a gun, she stood in front of Xia Chen and aimed the gun at Xia Chen.

That face full of mixed-blood amorous feelings was filled with forbearable anger.

she says.

"You killed me."

……

91 death at my hand-

The church bells again.

In this dimly radiant morning, it seemed quiet and peaceful, pleasant and peaceful.

It's as if it will protect you like the radiance of the Holy Lord.

In this week's festival.

For many people, it is just an ordinary rest day, which does not cause any disturbances.

But under the gigantic sculpture, two people reappeared.

Mr. Chen, who was wearing a robe, stood here again, the expression on his face was quite different from the last time he saw Su Xiuzhe.

There was a faint smile on his face, without the restraint and humility.

The current Mr. Chen is confident and relaxed, with ease.

And this time the person standing in front of him was no longer Su Xiuzhe.

Su Xiuzhe had already died in that explosion and poisonous gas, and with almost no bones left, he would naturally not reappear.

But it is because of this relationship that Mr. Chen seems to be more at ease.

And what about this person in front of him at this moment?

But he was sitting in a wheelchair. The man in the wheelchair looked at each other with a smile, as if there were full smiles on their faces.

Mr. Chen looked at the other party and said slowly.

"I knew that Xia Chen couldn't be solved by him, but it doesn't matter. I've already got his 'nucleus'."

Mr. Chen held a small black bag in his hand.

Said so with a smile.

The man in the wheelchair nodded.

"This is indeed the best result. The people above you will not suspect us, and we can get what we need. It can only be said that this person is too confident."

"If you are not confident, how can you be a supernatural person who is wanted by the S-level? This move is very good, Old Jiang, I will leave the things to you, and the matter of the slate will be speeded up. I don't have much time. I know you also want to Do

thing, but I believe this can be done at the same time? "

That's right, standing in front of Mr. Chen.

Impressively, it is Mr. Jiang, the controller of NO.18 on Huangquan Road.

At this time, the two chose to meet here, which seemed confusing.

No one knows why these two people met, when they met, and why they had an intersection over this matter.

But obviously, Su Xiuzhe's death did not make Mr. Chen afraid, on the contrary, he was very relieved.

After he handed over the thing called 'nucleus' in his hand to Mr. Jiang, he looked at the other side seriously and said.

"Don't worry about Xia Chen's affairs now, let's do our job well, and it's not appropriate to provoke him now. I've got the latest deciphering method of the slate from Su Xiuzhe, and you should get the latest one as soon as possible."

For the last part, time is running out. "

Mr. Jiang nodded with a smile.

"Of course I know, don't worry. This is the best way. The people above you will not know the connection between us, and you will not have any risks. I will hurry up. It's just public opinion behind the scenes, I

It is suspected that people from the Scarlet Wangeting are directing recently.Maybe the recent turmoil will be relatively large. I don't know what they want to do for the time being. "

Mr. Chen waved his hand.

"That doesn't matter, it's just a group of tech freaks, thinking that they can use scientific methods to copy supernatural beings and achieve their own goals. This is obvious. They can't make it to the end.

It is enough for us to prepare everything, I only believe in the slate. "

"Okay. I'm leaving, you take care."

"The same to you."

Two so-called big men met here and parted ways.

It seems ordinary, but how many storms are behind these two people?

No one knows.

For Naoe City, this is not a calm day.

Everything seems to be rampant.

But at this time in a small courtyard, it seemed so tense and weird.

Lying on the bamboo chair, the still calm and leisurely boy looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him.

And the half-blood girl who pointed the gun at her.

His eyes are clear.

The voice is also calm.

"Where did you get this? Do you know how to use it? Toy guns..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I've already remembered!"

When the girl looked at Xia Chen with a complicated expression, her voice trembled.

It seemed that it was not easy for her to point a gun at the boy who had saved herself.

"I remembered?"

Xia Chen looked at each other, narrowing his eyes slightly.

In fact, after some things are over, new problems arise.

Xia Chen knew this, because for him, the problem was his own.

Memories.

Damn memories.

Xia Chen also thought of something that night.

Just when I rarely felt the threat of death.

He did remember something, and this thing was completely different from his dream, because at least he still remembered the details, clearly.

But Xia Chen didn't expect that during this process, Tong Si also remembered something, and he was basically sure of the connection and karma between this girl and the story of his previous life.

Only now, it seems that the other party has got a more convincing reason.

"That's right, I remembered, it's just... you killed me."

Tong Si said this with some hesitation, but her eyes were full of complexity.

Maybe she didn't even think about what her memories represent, and why she must point a gun at the other party now.

Such an action is very unfriendly.

But just before the eve, he was obviously the one who saved himself.

contradiction.

It was a lock tangled in Tong Si's heart.

Knowing what and why is more complicated and uncomfortable than not knowing what.

The girl doesn't know.

"I do not understand."

Xia Chen shook his head and said slowly.

Tong Si didn't let go of her arm, she still aimed her gun at Xia Chen, and said.

"The previous life... is the previous life you mentioned. I remembered everything that day. I died for you. What were you planning in your previous life? For this planning thing, you designed me to die for you.

It turns out that the woman I dreamed about in my dream was me! "

Tong Si's voice trembled.

When she said this, the lingering fear in her heart did not disappear.

When she saw that the woman was her face, she was also startled.

When she also saw Xia Chenshi in that picture with different clothes but the same face.

She understood it instantly.

This is the so-called past life, this is the connection between himself and Xia Chen.

Xia Chen looked at Tong Si calmly.

Then say.

"No matter what happened in the previous life, it is not the reason for you to point the gun at me now. You know, if I don't want to die, it is useless for you to put the gun on my forehead, so you have other reasons

Right or wrong. "

Tong Si bit her thin lips, hesitated for a moment, and seemed to confirm Xia Chen's statement.

Only then slowly lowered his arm.

She knew that it was useless to point a gun at Xia Chen.

And things from previous lives. ... What is the use of this life?What did the old man mean when he said that his illness would be resolved here in Xia Chen?

It's just that recalling these things seems to be useless at all, it's just adding trouble to myself.

Moreover, Xia Chen saved herself, and her mood at that time was still very clear.

Why did I feel so uncomfortable when I aimed a gun at Xia Chen.

Damn feeling.

Tong Si slightly lowered her head and shook her head.

"I don't know. It's just... in my memory, a voice keeps telling me.

After I died by your side, I kept saying..."