Gu Anxi sneered: "You and Boqing are the madman."

After she said that, she stretched and wanted to continue sleeping, but Song Jiaren refused to let her, so she grabbed her hand: "Gu Anxi, please make it clear."

The little creamer had already lay down, his voice a little lazy: "Zhou Yunduo, I have nothing to say with you. If you can make up your mind, you will blow your brother away without a single hair."

Song Jiaren glared at her: "My name is not Zhou Yunduo."

"Okay, okay." Gu Anxi slowly lay down, "Your name is Song Jiaren, a loveless and unnamed wife, okay?"

Song Jiaren was furious again.

Gu Anxi was lying there alone, surrounded by darkness, and she seemed to be integrated into the dark night, so quiet that it was a little unreal.

After a long time, she spoke: "No one doesn't miss his relatives. Song Jiaren, you just think I bet on a Zhou Yunchen that is your relative, but I have so many relatives here too."

Her eyes were particularly clear in the night, like the only star in the night: "There are so many innocent people, and they all have relatives. Their lives should not be victims of unrestrained ambitions, aren't they?"

Song Jiaren was a little speechless for a moment.

Gu Anxi didn't say anything else, just lay quietly, her shoulders were very painful, and she must have suffered serious injuries, but her personality was like that, and she didn't want to show weakness in front of Song Jiaren.

Song Jiaren stared at her, her voice very cold: "Gu Anxi, I will not be soft-hearted, absolutely not."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

As soon as she left, Gu Anxi spitted out a mouthful of blood—

Alas, it’s still useless when you get old, and Song Jiaren is so hurt like this.

She started to touch her and drank water, but she only took a sip and sprayed blood... Finally, she had to touch her back to the bed and lay quietly...

It hurts very much, it hurts very much.

She misses Siyuan's relatives even more.

I don't know how my uncle is now.

North City.

late at night.

Control Center.

Chu Yan was staring at the screen and suddenly exclaimed: "News from Anxi."

"What news? Let's take a look." The old brother came over immediately and asked anxiously.

Chu Yan said in a daze: "Anxi asked us to close the interception system department in Beicheng."

The old brother rubbed his hands, "How is it possible? Is she crazy? Turn off we all go to heaven?"

Chu Yan came back to his senses and spoke softly: "She only has two words, saying that in addition to the eastern part of the North City, it was also aimed at by South Africa."

"Absurd." The old brother took out a cigarette and lit it, smoked half of it before saying, "It's just that if you turn it off, you can solve it?"

Bo Nianyao and Xichen were not there, and there was not even a person to discuss. The old brother was very irritable.

After a moment, he said to Wang Jingchuan hoarsely: "Call Min Xin over."

Wang Jingchuan was solemn: 'Okay." After saying that, he went to call someone immediately.

After a moment, Min Xin came over, and was also a little anxious: 'Why, is there any news about Anxi?'

Wang Jingyao pointed at Chu Yan and signaled her to say.

As soon as Chu Yan told the matter, Min Xin said, "Is this unlikely? Could it be a trick made by love? There is danger in the east, but if it is closed now, the North City will also have to play tricks, this..."

Min Xin said this, and Chen Ming and Wang Jingchuan also agreed: "Yes, the North City is important, this is not a trivial matter."

Wang Jingyao looked up and looked at them: 'But if this is what Anxi means, and it is the most favorable news that we don't follow, it will be the sacrifice of the people from the east.'

He continued to be irritable and took the cigarette cartridge a moment, "Let me think about it again. By the way, Jingchuan invited Mr. Lin and Mrs. Bo Nianyao over. By the way, Zhou Yunchen also called him. They all know the little bastard very well."

He had to confirm what the little bastard was thinking, whether the news was sent by the little bastard.

Wang Jingchuan agreed and went to invite someone in person.

In the gap between this, Wang Jingyao looked at Chu Yan and smiled: "What do you think?"

Chu Yan's eyes were very quiet and he said softly: "I think this is what Anxi means."

Wang Jingyao slowly smoked his cigarette, narrowing his black eyes...
Chapter completed!