"Hey, is this going to go against the will? The first killer is going to marry Ye Cong. It seems that the Interpol is going to be busy this time." The policeman said, looking back at Qian Yikun who was standing behind Xiao Zhao and watching the internal news. "Cross Qian, I heard that you knew that killer before. How about it, are you big and thick? "

Whether it is Ye Cong or not, they have little to do with them, because these two are international celebrities and don’t think they will come to China.

So now they are just watching the fun.

The internal news only announced the news, and the funny leader told them: The second generation of the strong united unit is coming.

The so-called killing of the second generation is the child of the killer and the killer. Although Ye Cong is not a killer, he is doing big business of killing, which can be regarded as the word "kill".

Qian Yikun's face turned even more ugly when he saw this sentence.

Anger, pain, helplessness, and extreme madness almost suppressed his chest at the same time, leaving him completely unable to control it, so he turned around and walked out and went to the training room to make sandbags.

If the sandbag was Ye Cong, he might have been beaten to death by Qian Yikun hundreds of times now.

Sweat like rain, but cannot exude the boredom in his heart, which will only make the depression concentration ferment more and more intense and erode his heart.

Could it be that the woman who was still by his side yesterday is going to marry someone else today?

This woman who dared to do anything for her own purpose gave up on him and married someone else.

Qian Yikun lay on the ground in the training room, watching the ceiling seem to be spinning, spinning out one whirlpool after another.

And in the center of the vortex, what was lingering was Mo Fei's face. His face became clearer and clearer, and he finally pressed directly on the face in front of him.

"I promised to marry me, it turned out that it was really just because of your purpose." Qian Yikun whispered, and endless self-deprecation seemed to have whirled in this space and returned to his ears.

The deputy captain came in from outside and sat directly beside Qian Yikun. "I knew this woman was not simple for the first time I saw her."

The deputy captain did not name or name, but Qian Yikun knew who he was talking about.

So Qian Yikun didn't say anything.

"Although I don't know why you were with her, it's okay. Unless she is willing to spend her life with you incognito forever, something will happen sooner or later." The deputy captain said, reaching out to pat his shoulder.

Mayfa will never be able to hide his identity? This is something he discovered during this period, because Mofa's restraint made her lose her most authentic posture.

And that's where he fell in love.

Could it be that she has never killed a good person?

She just did something that the police could not do on behalf of the police. Who had no life on the hands of the person she killed?

"If she is willing to hide her identity, then she is not her." Qian Yikun spoke happily, perhaps just like what Mo Qi said, he was still not worthy of it.

Not worthy of a girl with such independent characteristics and vitality.

"Strengthen the recent patrol. Recently, we may take over a human trafficking gang with Tianzi No. 1." Qian Yikun said, and sat up directly. Since she chose to cooperate with Ye Cong, he could only do the work of aftermath and acceptance.

At least, let her have no worries.
Chapter completed!