You Are My Rare Passion

But when death was really so close to him, he felt a kind of fear that he had never felt before.

He lay on the ground, desperately breathing the fresh air, gasping for breath.

Qiao Zui kicked him hard in contempt and left the reception room.

A total of 17 people participated in the assassination of Xiao Shumiao'er this time.

Eight died and nine were captured.

Gu Jun met the other eight one by one, and told them one by one the "good news" that they would soon bring their relatives and friends over to reunite with them.

The other eight people were begging, roaring, or cursing, but Gu Jun pushed it in from the left ear and out from the right ear, without taking it to heart.

Judging from the reactions of these nine people, it is more uncomfortable for them to bring their relatives and friends to prison to reunite with them than to kill them.

That'll be fine.

Gu Junzhu didn't care what the nine prisoners thought and scolded.

It was enough for him to know that his decision would cause pain to the gang of desperadoes.

After leaving the detention center, Gu Junzhu returned to the carving time.

After taking a shower and walking to the bed, he saw Ling Yue sleeping next to the little tree seedling, which was a bit of an eyesore... But, forget it, how can there be so many perfect things in the world?

He endured it.

Moreover, it was obvious that Ling Yue was very knowledgeable.

Sleeping on the far right side of the bed, the body is close to the edge of the bed, and it will roll off the bed one centimeter away.

Also, he is alert.

He opened the door and came in. Little Shumiao'er and Ye Xingbei didn't respond, but Ling Yue immediately opened his eyes.

Seeing that it was him coming in, Ling Yue wanted to get up and say hello, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand, so Ling Yue lay still, closed his eyes again, and lay upright against the edge of the bed, like a dead body, and it was pitiful. .

Since it was his son who called him, he didn't bother to argue with Ling Yue.

Anyway, in today's situation, even if Ling Yue is not around, he can't do anything.

He sat down beside Ye Xingbei, half turned his body, stared at Ye Xingbei and the little tree seedling for a long time, and then turned off the light and went to sleep.

The next day, when Ye Xingbei woke up, Ling Yue and Xiao Shumiao'er were no longer by his side, but Gu Junzhu was still there.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, she immediately regained her spirits, sat up, and asked Gu Junzhu, "Where's Xiaoshu?"

"Going to school," Gu Junzhu pressed her to lie down again, "Didn't the doctor tell you not to wake up too fast in the morning, and tell you to wake up slowly before getting up?"

"Go to school?" Ye Xingbei didn't know what to say for a moment.

Why is their Gu Wuye so big-hearted?

Such a big incident happened yesterday, how many children will be sent to school today?

"It's okay, don't worry," Gu Junzhu said: "We just want to cultivate the children's attitude of not changing their colors in front of the collapse of Mount Tai. Only if we don't take it seriously, the children will think that what happened yesterday is no big deal."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

The problem is, she thinks what happened last night is terrible!

Seeing her speechless look, Gu Junzhu smiled and held her hand, "Don't worry, they are all fine, one by one, they are in good spirits! They are all my apprentices, children who have seen the world How could it be possible to frighten them with mere assassination?"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Such a big battle yesterday became explosive news in the entire capital. Was it a mere assassination?

Gu Jun held her hand in one hand, and lightly stroked her forehead with the other hand, "Beibei...I want to apologize to you..."

"Huh?" Ye Xingbei was a little confused: "What did you do to offend me?"