Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【278You, believe me or not】

At the south beach of the island, it was already dusk when Zhizhi arrived. Through the dense palm trees, she saw a man standing on the beach, his hair flying in the sea breeze, and his independent back against such a dark blue background.

, slightly aloof and lonely.

Zhizhi ran forward, grabbed Nangong Mo, and pulled him over, facing him.

Nangong Mo turned around, his eyes still gentle and with a slight smile on his lips, he stared at her quietly without speaking.

Zhizhi grabbed him and said urgently: "Nangong Mo, stop! Don't do anything, you know! Even if you really find the murderer of your mother, don't do anything stupid impulsively. This is Nangong's headquarters.

, if they find out, they will not show mercy to you, your plans..."

"plan?"

The words "low" made Zhizhi, who was panting, suddenly stop his voice.

She ran as fast as she could and shouted loudly. She just saw his figure pulling him from behind, and shouted out when she saw such a face. But now when she looked clearly, she could see something in Nangong Mo's eyes that she had never experienced before.

So cold and unfamiliar.

Nangong Mo's eyes were not so cold, so sharp, and even filled with a bit of warning.

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight. She looked at the man who was looking directly at her, and slowly backed away. A series of deep footprints appeared on the beach...

She looked at the man in front of her with increasingly cold eyes, and her thin lips moved with difficulty, "You are not... Nangong Mo..."

The same body shape, similar back, and same face, but this look in his eyes doesn't belong to Nangong Mo, but looks very much like another man.

She stepped back, and something cold and hard was pressed against her waist, which was a gun.

Zhizhi paused and looked back. The entire beach was filled with dozens of men in black. The leaders were none other than Lu Wei, Meng Yao and Lu Qianning. The one holding a gun against him and standing behind him was An.

Yan and An Yi.

The sea breeze was strong, and the salty strong wind blew Zhi Zhi's hands and feet cold. She stood still in place, looking at the man who was staring at her motionless, and asked in a cold voice: "What does this mean?"

The man hid his body and began to move forward step by step. He raised his hand, took off the special mask covering his face, and threw it on the beach. His cold and expressionless face appeared in front of everyone.

"Miss Song, you haven't answered me yet." Nangong Jue's face was cold and his voice contained no emotion. "What's the plan?"

Zhizhi swallowed hard, turned around and wanted to move, but found that in just a few seconds, her left and right hands had been restrained by An Yi and An Yan respectively, and she could not move at all. She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Let me go!"

"Miss Song," An Yan's voice rang in her ears, "Two cadres of the Nangong family died tragically in the room, and the old man suddenly disappeared... It took less than half an hour for the two cadres to die tragically, and the second young master and his two friends also disappeared.

On the island...how should you explain?"

Zhizhi felt a little cold in his heart and shook his head, "If I say I don't know, will you believe me?"

An Yi's hand on her arm tightened, "Xiao Zhi, since you don't know the second young master's plan, why do you want to rewrite my monitoring program to deal with the suggestive scenes between the second young master and Han Ze?"

Zhizhi was shocked. The rewriting program she used was so perfect that it was extremely difficult to crack. And because she knew An Yi's surveillance methods, she knew them clearly and made time connections. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible

After being discovered, she turned to look at An Yi. When she saw An Yi, she also frowned in pain and said: "Xiao Zhi, your technique is indeed superb, but that video is not a surveillance video at all, it is yesterday's video! I will check the video carefully.

It is an indisputable fact that you entered my room when I was away and modified the video while I was away. Now, you say you have no idea about the plan. Not to mention that the young master doesn’t believe it, I can’t believe it either!”

"Miss Song," An Yan said in a low voice, "The young master entered your room this afternoon to check the computer records. It was found that you were the only one who had invaded the Nangong headquarters database and browsed and stolen the information of two cadres. Those two cadres were...

They were the two cadres who were killed..."

After An Yan finished speaking, Zhi Zhi became quiet.

Everything was connected in series, and she seemed to be the best helper in colluding with Nangong Mo to commit murder.

She looked at Nangong Jue, who was standing directly in front of her, and said quietly: "It turns out that you already doubted me when you came to my room today."

Looking at Mr. Lu on the left who was smiling at her conspiratorially, she already understood why there was such a perfect guide, Nangong Jue disguised as Nangong Mo, and the black-clad troops standing on the beach waiting for him to enter the urn.

Zhizhi lowered his head, feeling a little sore in his heart.

It was really a perfect scene, a good scene he performed for her, Miss Song.

This scene could land her in jail, and even her explanations would be feeble.

"Nangong Jue," Zhizhi explained quietly to the man in front of him who had been staring at her silently, "It was right that I begged you to let Nangong Mo enter the headquarters, but if I just tell you now, I don't know

What kind of plan is it? Even if Nangong Mo has a plan, it won't be murder. He won't do such a stupid thing and let his weak power go against the entire Nangong family."

"Do you believe him?" Nangong Jue looked at her, eyes flashing, Zhizhi couldn't tell whether it was cold or warm, but she felt that he was still struggling.

"I believe it." Zhizhi acquiesced.

Lu Wei suddenly coughed, stepped forward, and sighed in a low voice, pretending to be pitiful, "After Miss Song reminded me, I suddenly remembered something. Because my Lu family accidentally concealed the news of Miss Song's disaster,

Miss Song, you suffered a great disaster. I heard that Miss Song was rescued by a friend. Do you remember who this friend was?"

Zhizhi froze, a cold light shot towards Lu Wei, and he frowned.

"Miss Song, have you ever heard of the MZ organization?" Lu Wei chuckled, "I heard that you once had a romantic tea and movie watching with the MZ leader in Italy. You must know who this leader is, right?"

"Grandpa, the person with Miss Song is Nangong Mo. I saw it with my own eyes." Lu Qianning pretended to be surprised and spoke up.

It is impossible for Lu Qianning to have such a deep city. Because of Master Lu's adviser, the Lu family has been hiding this clue that she has almost forgotten until they wait for the best time to reveal the truth.

It was like sprinkling a handful of salt on her when she was being punished and adding fuel to the flames.

All the evidence and all the spearheads pointed at him. Zhizhi no longer wanted to explain, so he just replied to Nangong Jue: "The person who saved me at that time was the leader of the MZ organization, Nangong Mo."

This statement shocked everyone, especially Meng Yao.

When she heard Zhizhi's words, she couldn't help but hate herself: "Nangong Mo, he dares to gather troops again, we must eradicate him!"

Zhi Zhi Leng replied, "Old madam, the Nangong family's treatment of the second young master is excessive enough. Now isn't he even allowed to protect himself?"

Meng Yao threw his dark black sunglasses at Zhi Zhi and said angrily, "How did you know that he entered the Nangong headquarters with ulterior motives to protect himself, and now he abandons you after committing murder? Is this also called self-protection?"

Zhizhi's tone was calm and determined, "Old madam, this is the reason why Nangong Mo is not the murderer. Just because he entered Nangong headquarters knowing that it was my help, he will definitely not kill anyone."

I'm left here alone to escape. Although I don't know who the murderer is, I can be sure that Nangong Mo will not kill anyone, because he is kind-hearted that you people can never understand!"

As soon as Zhizhi finished speaking, Meng Yao's face suddenly turned full of hatred.

She walked up to Zhizhi, smiled coldly, and whispered to Zhizhi: "That's because, Miss Song, you don't know Nangong Mo well enough. When you truly realize how terrifying he is, Miss Song, I believe you won't."

Mention the word kindness to this person again."

Zhizhi frowned, while Meng Yao turned around and said coldly, "Ah Jue, you heard it, she has a conspiracy with Nangong Mo, and she entered the headquarters with evil intentions. Tomorrow morning is the headquarters meeting, the cadres died tragically, the boss disappeared, this woman can't escape

The relationship must be dealt with immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, people in black surrounded Zhizhi and pointed the gun barrel at Zhizhi. The black gun barrel was pointed at her forehead, her nose, and her ears. The infrared rays were densely concentrated on her body.

She is surrounded by nothing.

Zhizhi gave up the explanation and saw An Yi and An Yan gradually retreating into the crowd, holding the gun and facing him.

Only Nangong Jue stood motionless in the middle, confronting her.

He whispered: "No one is allowed to touch her."

Everyone was shocked, Meng Yao shouted: "Ah Jue!"

Zhizhi raised her head to look at him, and when she met his gaze, she felt that she was met with a chilling frost, which cut to the bone.

His voice was obviously so soft, but in her ears, it was so clear and loud, "I'll do it myself."

Zhizhi looked at him, put his hand on his waist, and touched the cold short gun.

There was no longer any smile on her lips, only the brief sentence, "I never thought we would have to fight."

He didn't answer, lowered his eyes and asked, "What did you promise me back then?"

Don't hide it.

Zhizhi thought of the day when he forced her and wore an apron to cook for him, and she suddenly felt the urge to cry. It would have been great if she had not chosen to forgive at that time, but just walked away resolutely.

Never before had he faced such a decisive person and put himself in trouble.

Zhizhi raised his head and stared, his throat dry, "Nangong Jue, I only want to ask you five words. Do you believe me?"

"I really want to believe you."

Nangong Jue's answer was also so quiet, as if there was no howling wind or rushing waves in this world, only his deep and mellow voice, "But I can't."

But I can't.

Four words were enough to make Zhizhi's remaining hopes fall to the bottom.

The sea breeze was so strong that it made her hair flutter, and her whole body felt like she was in an ice cave. Her blood was almost frozen and she couldn't breathe...

It had nothing to do with love and affection. In the end, he was unwilling to give her even a single letter.

I wanted to open my mouth to say something, but no sound came out. The only sounds coming from my ears were the sound of wind, water, and the sound of something breaking...

At that moment, everything was silent and lifeless. Zhizhi's mouth opened with a pure and gentle An Ran smile, facing Nangong Jue, her smile was very sweet and beautiful, just like meeting him for the first time, with a gentle face, "

Isn’t it clear to the young master why I concealed it from you?”

Nangong Jue clenched his fists tightly and said slowly: "The person in your heart is not me."

She is still laughing.

It seemed like he was talking to himself, but also like he was telling everyone, "Well, that's right, it's Nangong Mo, not you, and it's never been you."

At this moment, the sea breeze was blowing wildly.

The messy hair covered her face and blurred her eyes. She saw Nangong Jue taking long steps with a gloomy face, approaching like an underground Shura.

Looking up at her, he raised his hand and waved at her, so close.

Zhizhi bent down to avoid it, only to feel such a strange and cold fist blowing on her face, almost causing her to burst into tears.

She would not shed tears for this man for the fourth time.

Zhizhi rolled sideways, leaving a mark on the beach. She took out the long whip from her waist, stood up and swung it, hitting Zhongnan Gongjue's arm with the whip, causing bloody marks.

Nangong definitely didn't hide, he grabbed her whip, pulled it with both hands, and broke her long whip. He pulled her with both arms and pulled her in front of him with the whip. Zhizhi took out the short blade of the whip handle and pointed at it.

He stabbed her in the chest. He raised his hand and hit her wrist. Knowing that his arm was weak, his right arm trembled, and the knife fell to the ground majestically, leaving a mark in the sand.

The whip destroys people and defeats them.

Nangong Jue grabbed her wrist, she gritted her teeth and kicked him up, hitting his chest, right in the middle of the mouth. There were white sand footprints on the black shirt, but his figure was like steel.

Standing still, he grabbed her feet. The moment she landed, he pulled her back with all his strength and pulled her into his arms...

Her body was as cold as ice, without any warmth.

Zhizhi suddenly began to tremble all over, his chest rolled with salty smell, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed on his body, nose, and ears, and he began to bleed. He tried his best, but he couldn't exert any strength, and he collapsed weakly on his body.

In my arms, I couldn't move.

The sky was dark, as if it was the end of the world.

Zhizhi felt the strength of his body gradually disappearing, and looked at the figure on the beach gradually turning into two shadows in his eyes, and almost disappeared...

It feels like I'm about to die.

It's neither useful nor wrong.

Zhizhi raised his hand to wipe the blood that was pouring out of his nose. He opened his eyes and looked at the man above his head. His tears were blurred, "I don't want to lose... let me go... I didn't lose..."

Nangong Jue held her on the beach, his face pale and ugly, without a drop of blood, "What's wrong with you? Why are you bleeding so much!"

"It hurts..." She patted her chest, grabbed the front of his shirt, and pinched the beating position of his heart with one hand. Her blood and tears were blurred, and her whole body was shaking with cold.

"It hurts so much... My chest hurts so much, my body hurts so much... Nangong Jue, I hurt so much..."

He had never seen her cry before. She fell into a pool of blood and cried like this. She cried without any restraint and shouted that it hurt.

At this moment, Nangong Jue felt that his heart was being torn apart, being eaten away, and having countless knives shot into his chest.

Zhizhi couldn't see clearly, and her consciousness gradually faded away. She saw An Yi running over, grabbing her and shouting her name. Seeing Nangong Jue's face filled with panic and fear that she had never seen before, she stretched out her hand and wanted to struggle.

, I wanted to grab it, but I couldn't exert even half of my strength.

What if she...?

A kind of pain of separation between life and death tied her in a cocoon, unable to break free and escape, and the bond became tighter and tighter.

"Master, Miss Song is in fear of her life."

"Master, Xiaozhi was hit by something strange and must be treated immediately."

"Ah Jue, don't be stunned, be careful that woman is deceitful!"

"Brother Nangong, be careful with her left hand..."

An Yan's voice, An Yi's voice, Meng Yao's voice, Lu Qianning's voice, all kinds of mixed voices mixed together, could not be as clear as Nangong Jue's words, "I will handle her personally."

Disposal...

With her last bit of consciousness, Zhizhi raised her hand to wipe the heat on her face. She couldn't tell whether it was blood or tears, but she knew not to lose.

He couldn't open his eyes, but he could lift the gun and press the muzzle against the chest of the man holding him.

The smile on the lips was gone, and the tears had dried up. Zhizhi's voice was faint, like clouds coming from the sky. It had no warmth, but was so clear and cold, "Nangong Jue, the shot that blocked me is still there."

return."

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang.

Blood color covered his eyes, and a thick fishy smell sprayed out from above.

Zhizhi lowered his hands, closed his eyes, and lost consciousness...

The sound of gunshots in the night wind woke up the entire Nangong Island.

The sea breeze whimpered, seabirds fluttered their wings and flew away. After the gunfire, there was a deathly silence on the beach...

"Ah Jue!"

Meng Yao shouted sharply, rushed forward, and supported Nangong Jue who fell to the ground, "Ah Jue, why are you so stupid? I told you that she doesn't love you, why don't you run away, why..."

Lu Qianning stood there stupidly, watching Nangong Jue break away from Meng Yao's arms, pick up the unconscious Song Xiaozhi, take difficult steps, pay no attention to anyone, and walk away with a cold and cold expression...

She held Lu Wei's arm and murmured to herself, "Grandpa, Brother Nangong, can I go back... He seems to have never been mine, never... Should I... give up...

…”

Lu Wei looked at the bloodstains on the beach and patted Lu Qianning's hand, "My dear granddaughter, it's rare that you have someone to help you this time. Don't let your guard down at the critical moment. Besides, look, haven't you eliminated one of the obstacles?"