Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Flames shot into the sky, and everything in sight was a mess.

When Finn died, the entire Bruce organization fell into disarray.

The fighter planes in the sky have stopped dropping bombs, and the sound of vortex rotation hovers in the sky, whipping up a gust of wind.

Jian Qing raised her eyes and looked for Jian Luo's figure.

"sister!"

Jian Luo's voice sounded from behind.

Jian Qing turned around and saw that he was holding a person in his hand and walking quickly towards her.

Jian Luo threw the person he was carrying on the ground casually, as if he was throwing a rag.

"Ouch——"

The sound of pain rang out, who could it be if it wasn't Baggot trying to escape.

With his old bones, how could he withstand such a fall from Jian Luo? All the bones in his body felt like they were about to break.

"Sister, what should we do with him?" Jian Luo looked past him and looked at Jian Qing, who was standing behind Baggot.

As soon as he finished speaking, the pained expression on Baggot's face froze, and he felt a thump in his heart.

The footsteps behind him gradually approached, and a pair of black boots walked in front of him.

Moving his gaze upward, the woman's cold face came into view. Baggot froze in place and did not dare to move.

"Ha!" Jian Qing lowered her eyes and looked at him condescendingly, a sneer escaped from her red lips, "Bagot, long time no see."

The cold voice fell into his ears, a bit colder than the cold night, and Baggot felt as if the blood in his body was frozen.

"Jian... Jian Qing!"

He met her frosty eyes and couldn't help but tremble as he spoke.

"I was wrong, please let me go...I, I don't dare anymore, please let me go, please..."

Jane glanced at him and looked away lightly, "Bagot, you should know more or less about my temper. You hurt my grandpa, do you think it's possible for me to let you go?"

"I..." Baggot stepped back with fear in his eyes, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me who fired the gun. It was Finn who asked his people to shoot. It's none of my business."

Suddenly, Baggot's hand supporting the ground touched something. He turned his head and saw Finn looking at him with wide eyes.

"ah--"

He screamed in a hoarse voice, crawling and rolling in an attempt to escape.

"Bagot, where do you want to go?" Jian Luo moved and blocked his way.

"Jian Luo, I really know I was wrong, please let me go, please..." He grabbed Jian Luo's trousers and begged humbly.

He didn't want to be like Finn, he didn't want it.

A flash of disgust flashed in Jian Luo's eyes, and she kicked him away unceremoniously.

If he had known this, why would he dare to hurt his grandfather in the first place? Even if he died ten thousand times, it would not be an exaggeration.

Baggot covered his chest and coughed, his face turning red.

"Luoluo, do it." Jian Qing said calmly, which fell in Baggot's ears like a reminder from hell.

Jian Luo smiled knowingly and raised his gun.

Seeing the dark hole pointed at his head, cold sweat broke out on Baggot's back.

"no, do not want……"

Baggot shook his head desperately, got up and ran away.

But no matter how fast he was, there was no way he could be faster than a bullet.

Jian Luo raised his lips and sneered, and pulled the trigger with his fingertips.

"boom--"

The bullet pierced the air and flew out like an arrow.

A shot hit the red heart, the bullet penetrated Baggot's back and passed through his chest.

"Um--"

Baggot stopped, his face twisted, and a muffled groan escaped from his mouth.

He looked down at his chest, and saw a blood hole constantly overflowing with blood.

His body went limp, and he fell down with a "plop", staring blankly.

Jian Luo walked over and checked his breathing to make sure that he was really dead. Then he stood up and walked back to Jian Qing.

At this time, Black Jack also came back. His body was stained with some dust and blood, and he looked like he had just experienced a fierce fight.

"Black Jack, what's wrong with your hand?" Jian Luo's sharp eyes saw a cut on his elbow, which was so deep that the bone was visible.

"It's okay, just a minor injury." Black Jack said nonchalantly, "Jian Qing, I have already dealt with the killer who shot at the old man."

Jian Qing curled her lips, her eyes falling on his injured hand, "Let Bai Jue take care of your injury as soon as possible to avoid infection."

Jian Luo frowned, took his hand, and inspected his wound. The bright red blood stained his fingertips, which was a bit dazzling.

"Why is it hurt so badly?"

"Don't worry, it's okay." Black Jack withdrew his hand and comforted him.

"Miss, most of the Bruce organization has been wiped out." The captain of the Underworld Army came over and reported with a calm face.

Jian Qing hummed, then turned to look at Black Jack, "I'll leave the rest to you."

Black Jack nodded and made a phone call to have his people come and take over.

"Let our people evacuate first." Jian Qing commanded.

The captain of the underworld army said, "Yes."

The sky-high firelight illuminated the dark night, and the screams came one after another, making the late night even more eerie and terrifying.

Black Jack's blue eyes reflected the ruins, and he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

No matter how ambitious a wolf is, it still depends on the target!

The Bruce organization was destroyed overnight, and now there was another shock on the road.

After Black Jack's people came to take over, Jian Qing and his party also got on the fighter plane and went back.

In the fighter plane, Jian Qing sat by the window, looking down at the dark clouds outside the window, and couldn't help but think of the man's seductive and cold face.

Xiaojing, I miss you!

Beside, Jian Luo was cleaning Black Jack's wounds.

There was only a medical kit on the fighter plane, so he could only give her a brief treatment for the time being.

"Be patient." Jian Luo took disinfectant alcohol and cotton swabs, looked up at him, and said.

Black Jack nodded slightly.

As the alcohol was poured on the wound, Black Jack frowned, his eyes fell on Jian Luo who was treating the wound in front of him, and a touch of softness flashed deep in his eyes.

He lowered his head and gently cleaned the wound. His long eyelashes drooped lightly, brushing against his heartstrings like two small brushes.

It's itchy, I really want to reach out and touch it.

In fact, he did just that.

"What are you doing?" Jian Luo blinked when his eyelashes were touched unexpectedly, and looked at Black Jack with a bit of surprise on his face.

"Cough!" Black Jack retracted his hand and coughed lightly, "You just got something on your eyebrow."

Jian Luo didn't doubt anything else. He said oh, lowered his head and then applied the medicine to him.

Black Jack breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, saw the narrowness in Jian Qing's eyes from the corner of his eye, and tilted his head in embarrassment.

Jian Qing withdrew her gaze, leaned back, ignored the two of them, and closed her eyes to rest.