Chapter 1610 Disaster for the Country and the People
When getting in the car, Bao Jingchuan sat in his arms, and he helped to fasten the seat belt.
But from the beginning to the end, he kept his face sullen and his lips tightly pressed together without saying a word.
Even now, he hasn't said a word.
Needless to say, Shen Fanxing knew he was angry.
The gloom and coldness emanating from him seemed to be the worst ever.
It's not that she hasn't seen him angry before, but it's completely incomparable with now.
He is suppressing.
Also, today is different from the past.
"...Sorry, I can't sit at home and wait for the news! And there are some things that I need to do in person."
Shen Fanxing's voluntary apology did not elicit any response from Bao Jingchuan.
He didn't even give her a look.
Shen Fanxing leaned back on the seat, sighed softly, and closed his eyes wearily.
Bao Jingchuan drove the car silently, all the way into a huge European-style manor.
This manor still maintains its magnificence and majesty, and it seems to be well maintained. In this turbulent place, it is no different from an alternative, special, special existence.
When he got off the car, Shen Fanxing was still drowsy.
Bao Jingchuan opened the car door with a sullen face and got out.
He was not there, and the people who took care of the manor were his closest subordinates, who did not belong to the Bo family, but only his personal subordinates.
At this moment, both sides of the car were already full of people standing neatly, bowing their heads respectfully, welcoming his arrival.
Although his face was not good, he still hugged Shen Fanxing himself.
There is no shortage of gentle and careful actions.
Enter the manor villa, find the room, and put Shen Fanxing in the soft bedding.
When he got up to leave, his neck was suddenly encircled by a pair of slender arms.
The breathing of the two of them was close at hand, and Shen Fanxing's eyes, which had just been slightly closed, had been opened at this moment. Although he was still a little sleepy, those star pupils were still exquisitely carved.
"You have your own business, far water can't save near fire, and I know Qi Mohan, so please ask him."
She knew that Qi Mohan's question was the culprit of Bao Jingchuan's mood at the moment.
Bao Jingchuan stared at her for a long time, before finally speaking.
"Rest first. My mother is fine now, and Yuan Sichun won't do anything to her easily until you have news."
His voice was still indifferent, and his face was still ugly.
But what he said had nothing to do with her apology just now.
The main purpose of appearing here now is to bring Ji Fengmian back intact.
Whether it was Shen Fanxing's insistence on coming here, or her dependence on Qi Mohan, now was not the time to worry about it.
Shen Fanxing also knew the truth, nodded, but did not let go of Bao Jingchuan.
"are not you going to rest?"
Bao Jingchuan didn't speak, and Shen Fanxing was silent for a while, then got up and printed it on his lips.
"I miss you."
Bao Jingchuan's breathing sank a little quietly.
At this time, do you have to hook him like this?
"If you say mother is fine, I will believe you."
It took a long time before Bao Jingchuan let her go and covered her lips again.
Shen Fanxing panted and turned her head, holding his face, her eyes were full of mist.
"You will definitely let me go with you, right?"
She kissed him again, "You will definitely take me to the mother, oh?"
Bao Jingchuan stared at her with dark and deep eyes. Although he took advantage of the woman a lot, he didn't seem to be completely relieved.
"Know what you look like now?"
Shen Fanxing bit her lip and shook her head.
"It's just a goblin who will bring disaster to the country and the people, and she specializes in luring you men to easily agree to all your requests at such a time."
Shen Fanxing blinked, as if... He was right.
A moment later, Shen Fanxing suddenly hooked his lips, lay down on the quilt, rubbed his head, ran his hand along the collar of his shirt, and stuck it to his collar again, committing all sorts of evil deeds.
Completely upright and attractive.
"Then you agree?"
Bao Jingchuan looked down at her messy hands in his shirt, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Holding her hand next to her head, she raised her eyes to look at her, "Are you sure you want to continue?"
Shen Fanxing paused.
His eyes trembled slightly, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared.
Instead, calm and indifference.
"I want to resolve the grievances with Yuan Sichun with my own hands."
Bao Jingchuan's hand supporting her head gradually bent, getting close to her.
"A few more times to seduce you, maybe I will really agree to you."
Shen Fanxing: "..."
Naturally, he didn't continue, but Shen Fanxing asked another question.
"Tell me, what kind of existence are you here?"
Bao Jingchuan buried her neck, "Didn't you already guess it?"
Shen Fanxing's hands clenched his shirt tightly.
"They are all afraid of me. Their lives are under my control. Not only them, most people in this world are afraid of me."
Bao Jingchuan said so.
Shen Fanxing knew that these words sounded a little out of touch with reality, but monopolizing the weapons and equipment of several countries in the center of the world was indeed an absolutely terrifying existence.
"This is a gray area that everyone avoids. Mobs and thugs abound. Why do you allow this kind of place to exist?"
At this moment, Bao Jingchuan had raised his head from her arms and sat up.
"This is the law of survival in this world. The existence of gray areas is inevitable. You are far from knowing what is behind some countries. They can live in the sun or in the dark.
And here is where they need to solve certain things most. Because there is no law here, these so-called mobs and thugs are their shields and fig leafs.
The reason why Yuan Sichun brought his mother here was because she would not break the law if she killed people here.
Ava chose the people here to work for her because, even if the truth came out, no one would think that she was in cahoots with the people here.
As for the death of mother and you, she can completely cover up the past with mob riots.
Before this, too many people have done the same thing.
Similarly, in my hand, I hold their fatal evidence. "