The Gang Boss Has Been Stripped Again

Chapter 6: Clay Hero

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It was almost instantaneous.

So quickly the gangster didn't react, and the others didn't react.

When the police reacted and rescued the man, they went to find the clay figure hero.

She was long gone.

In the opposite window, the sniper retracted his sight from the magnifying glass.

The young handsome face was dumb.

I go!

Is this Spiderman?

Mo Luan did not leave because there was not enough time.

She walked across another street in a clay suit.

Entered a room on the top floor of the hotel.

Why did you choose this room.

Of course it was because she saw the wheelchair in the room.

Since her legs are inconvenient, she can't be threatened.

In fact, even if her legs are healthy, she is not worried, just afraid of trouble.

She didn't want to reveal the identity of her previous life.

At least I don't want to be exposed so quickly.

After entering, she smoothly closed the glass door of the balcony.

Keep out the storm.

Since she chose to rest on someone else's site, she should also take care of others' bodies.

Mo Luan curled his lips.

Look, how kind she is when she is in a good mood.

It also takes care of patients with leg inconvenience.

The room is very quiet, with a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Emerald potted plants are placed on both sides of the glass windows, which are elegant and quiet.

It seems that no matter the wind and heavy rain outside, it can't disturb the cleanliness here.

Mo Luan glanced away and sat down on the sofa.

Take the silver-gray notebook on the coffee table and turn it on.

password?

Ok……

She pressed it a few times and unlocked it successfully.

The whole body was so slimy and uncomfortable, she tore off the windbreaker from her head.

Start typing on the keyboard.

The right hand habitually went to the pocket to take the spicy strips, and finally felt empty.

Mo Luan smacked boringly.

I think I must buy a pack later.

To her, spicy strips are just like cigarettes for people who like to smoke.

They must carry cigarettes with them.

She must bring spicy strips with her.

The bedroom door rang behind.

Mo Luan didn't look back, and said casually: "Don't panic, I'm just using your computer."

For a while-

"Can you help me push the wheelchair in?"

The gentle male voice is like spring snow, with a touch of coolness, and more of the softness of snowmelt flowers.

Very healing anime voice.

With just one sentence, Mo Luan fell in love.

She turned her head, her phoenix eyes swept up and down.

Raising his eyebrows, he almost whistled with a flirting "Wow".

"Sick, weak and beautiful man, I like it."

She joked and blinked at him, then turned around and continued to work.

"Wait a minute."

Xunhou supported the door frame, and his well-knotted right hand pulled the chair hard to sit on it.

It's such a simple movement, because the legs are not able to exert strength and the breath is uneven.

Hearing the sound of closing the notebook in the living room, he glanced at the watch on his left wrist.

Exactly one minute, one second is not bad.

Mo Luan pushed the wheelchair over to him.

By the way, kindly suggested, "You can prepare a pair of crutches."

Xun Houwen smiled and shook his head, "I don't like crutches."

"Some people with myopia don't like to wear glasses, but can you do it without them? Don't talk about people and animals on the street, just step on the river and shout for help at the street light."

Xunhou smiled at the words, and his fair complexion was like a pear blossom blooming.

It's so beautiful.

Mo Luan remembered a common sentence.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Although this sentence was used badly.

But she felt that the person in front of her really matched this sentence.

She thought, if he put on the ancient snow clothes with long sleeves and loose robes, he would stop to the bamboo forest.