MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 457 While persecuting and hurting, at the same time guarding

  Chapter 457 While persecuting and hurting, but also guarding

   "Sorry, I was doing chores in the yard just now, and my mobile phone was left in the house."

  In the microphone, Old Tang's voice came, filled with a respectful apology.

  But it will not appear humble and low.

   "It's okay," the brows eased a little, the lingering feeling in Gong Jiu'an's heart faded, he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "How is grandpa?"

   "Don't worry, young master, Dr. Jiang has been here two days ago, and all the indicators of his hometown are still stable."

   "Well, keep an eye on the main house. Uncle Tang will take care of the things before I go back."

  She's here, and she won't be here for long.

  When the battle starts, she should return to her normal position.

   "The young master is serious. This is what I should do. Everything in the Qing Pavilion is fine, so you can rest assured."

  On the phone, Old Tang's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, he said:

   "Recently, the actions over there have suddenly quieted down. I don't know if it is really a heavy loss in the fight with the dark pavilion, or if it is holding back some big moves against you. The young master must be careful."

  When the civil war was raging, as the chief steward of his family, he could only stick to the camp.

   Leaning against the wall, Gong Jiu chuckled softly: "It's all in front of me, are you still quiet? It's just a trick to confuse people."

  Old Tang over there visibly shuddered: "So, they're attacking you again!"

"What I'm afraid of is that they are bored children." He lifted his lightly foot and fell back to the ground steadily. Gong Jiu put his other hand in his pocket, his eyes were indifferent: "Go, take everything that I gave them. return."

  The boy leaned against the wall lazily, very carelessly: "Let's start with Gu Shihuai."

  Hanging up the phone, Gong Jiu kept leaning against the wall for a long time. In the corridor on this floor, even the doctors and nurses coming and going could only be seen occasionally.

   Quiet, mixed with the unique smell of hospital disinfectant.

  She inhaled and exhaled, her eyelids slightly closed in a dangerous arc.

   In the end, what is wrong?

  Gu Shihuai is nothing to fear.

  But Gu Zhi...

  The eyes of the person in the car were gradually portrayed in my mind, as if filled with the most sparkling water in the world, but bottomless.

  Put his hand in front of his heart, lowered his eyes, for some reason, Gong Jiu felt a little flustered inexplicably.

  It seemed that something was moving away from her.

  The air is silent.

  She dropped her hand into her pocket, and glanced at the ward.

  Concentrating her eyes and lowering her head, the delicate lines disappeared and half of her side was in the shadows. After a long time, her lips breathed lightly.

  When he touched his forehead to hers, it seemed as if he wanted to pass on all his tenderness to her.

  Some people, you seem to have nothing to do with them.

   This feeling of being treasured, like poppy, is addictive.

  She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it and take it for herself.

   "So... as soon as possible, escape..."

   Otherwise, she will almost lose control.

  In the ward.

  Jiang Xiying just pulled up a chair and sat down, when he saw the person on the hospital bed staring at him quietly.

  It seems that there are still a little bit of ice light shining inside.

   Looking directly at him, his spine felt chills, and he couldn't help touching the tip of his nose: "Your eyes make me feel that my life is not long."

   "If you can't speak, talk less."

  Jun Gu's eyes were dim, and the cotton swab he was playing with snapped and snapped between his fingers.

  Sincerely recommend.

  For no reason, Jiang Xiying shuddered.

  For some reason, he felt a killing intent.

"Well, I also ran forward and back for you, how come..." He hissed, but paused when he scanned the things on the bedside table, as if he didn't realize it: "Wait, Jiudu That hand that is like wrapping a mummy, you bandaged it?"

  The eyelids of the person on the bed were lightly raised, and three large characters were written all over his eyes: otherwise?

  Okay, then he knows how he provoked this master, and he probably listened to what he complained at the door just now.

  Jiang Xiying didn't panic, and changed her words without blushing:

   "I'll just say it! This wound, which was bandaged by someone, is simply a contemporary work of art!"

  Looking at his hypocritical appearance, Jun Gu's eyes gathered black suspicion, and his lips spat out:

   "Master Jiang is really flexible."

   "Hey, Gu Shen, what you said is right, I am a real man." Jiang Xiying retorted poorly, which made Jun Gu Piaohu look like a knife.

   Not resistant to cold and cold.

   Covering her lips and coughing, Jiang Xiying changed the subject: "I just went to the doctor's. Your leg is hurt to a bone. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to move for a while."

  He put his eyes on Jun Gu's leg: "But speaking of it, your leg injury is really interesting."

   "How's the investigation going?"

   "There are so many people at the scene, and there are people from all over the country. It's hard to check, but one thing is certain, this person is inseparable from the Genetic Research Institute."

  Throwing the cotton swab in his hand into the trash can, Jun Gu paused: "Oh? Gene Research Institute?"

   Sure enough, it came out again, right?

   No wonder Gong Jiuhan’s emotions fluctuated so much at that time.

  Jiang Xiying nodded: "Yes, if I'm not mistaken, in the shooting incident that year, someone intervened and dropped the bag, and the main culprit, Lou Ying, is probably the escapee."

   "Tsk," the darkness in Jun Gu's eyes surged and deepened, "Gu Zhi, this game was really early enough."

   Frowning between her brows, Jiang Xiying was suspicious: "You mean, the operation behind this matter is Gu Zhi? Shouldn't it be Gu Shihuai?"

  How old was Gu Zhi at the Genetic Research Institute? Do you have the ability to do this from under the noses of thousands of people?

  Looking faintly at his own lap, Jun Gu's eyelids drooped slightly, and underneath was the thin coolness who knew everything:

   "How can the pawns played by those in power in the hidden world be simple."

  He tilted his head to look at Jiang Xiying: "Otherwise, he wouldn't have successfully changed from a puppet to a master at such an age."

   Burned in the desire for power every day, even a puppet will have ambitions.

   What's more, what about a puppet who was already forced to operate?

   After a moment of silence, Jiang Xiying's brows loosened and then frowned: "So, what happened this time was also caused by Gu Zhixia?"

   Glancing at him, Jun Gu didn't say a word, which was his tacit consent.

  Jiang Xiying's pupils deepened: "So, from the beginning, the strongest opponent was not Gu Shihuai at all, but this Gu Zhi. Gu Shihuai is probably just a **** in her hands."

   I sighed in my heart.

   Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, such a self-proclaimed master of the hidden sect, would one day be buried alive in a pit dug by himself.

  According to Gu Shihuai's arrogant and aloof temperament, I'm afraid he hasn't realized that he has been played around.

  He took a deep breath: "I don't know how Jiu'an dared to yell at such a family, an ancient trifoliate, an ancient master, it's not as simple as death!"

  However, I have to admit that Gong Jiuhan is more evil.

   After all, a person who can live so well under the hands of such two characters, can he not go against the sky?

   "However, there is one thing that I don't understand. It's the time for power and profit. Why does Gu Zhi spend extra effort to attract outsiders? Are the branches of their ancient clan not enough for her to worry about? What do you think she is trying to do?"

   Is it a tone of voice?

  What the **** did Gong Jiu do to make people miss her so much?

  Although Jiang Xiying knew that both his brother and Gong Jiuan were related to the Gu clan, he didn't know that Gong Jiuan was a member of the Gu clan, and he didn't guess like this, so it's normal if he can't figure it out.

  In his opinion, Gong Jiuan is a more majestic character than Gu Shi.

  Mysterious enough to challenge Gu Shi, and still not lose the wind.

   Countless times, he wondered if there was a family like the Gu family behind Gong Jiuan.

  His words made Jun Gu pause for a moment, caressing his fingertips carelessly, his eyes seemed to be thinking:

   "Maybe, what she's after is not just power?"

  He knew that Gu Zhi was sitting inside the glass car window that Gong Jiu was slamming.

   This answer is more certain after learning that the man who fought with Gong Jiuan is very likely to be a survivor of the so-called genetic research institute.

  Gu Shihuai may also be involved, but those young eyes are not him.

   And, to hurt his leg, that man did it on purpose.

  Obviously at that time, a better chance was to inflict fatal damage on him, for example, be more ruthless and aim at his heart.

  But the other party didn't.

   Instead, the shot hit his leg without pain and pierced into the bone.

  Like a playful prank, the purpose is to make you hurt.

  A blunt and provocative warning.

  Through the countless fights across the air, something gradually became clear.

  Jun Gu has an intuition that this Gu Zhi didn't simply come here for Gong Jiuan.

   Today, they just looked at each other for a moment, and he read warning and hostility from those eyes.

  She seems to have an inexplicable possessive desire for Gong Jiuhan.

   While persecuting and hurting, at the same time guarding.

   Haven't made formal contact yet, but Jun Gu has already felt what the so-called hostility means.

This is intuition, just like a stranger appears in your loved one, with an emotional aura similar to yours, the moment he appears, without too much thinking, your brain will analyze it for you immediately Judge it.

   "Not just power?" Jiang Xiying narrowed her eyes: "Aside from power and money, what else is there to gain?"

  The eyelids are lightly closed, the fundus of Jun Gu's eyes are as dark as night, and the thin lips are not in a hurry:

   "Also, man."

  Jiang Xiying's pupils widened.

   "You mean..."

   I’m going home beautifully tomorrow~ Go back and add more updates to the babies~

  (end of this chapter)