1270: His Heart Is Black

His Heart Is Black

By the time she had stumbled and escaped from the smoke, she had already been hit. Her eyes burned and her breathing became difficult.0

When she'd finally managed to catch her breath, her tears and snot started to flow out uncontrollably. She could barely open her eyes.

The feeling was 100 times more painful than cutting an onion, even though she did not inhale much gas. Her throat and nose stung painfully.

Yun Xi closed her eyes, wiping away her tears as she took a deep breath. She retreated quickly, and soon she was surrounded by flat grassland. It was not easy for her to step back into the range of the smoke.

After a long time, Yi Qianmo finally walked up to support her elbow, preventing her from hitting the big tree looming before her.

"Teacher Yi, you are digging a hole for me! Compared to Li Zilan, your methods are even more ruthless."

Swallowing the saliva that had built up in her throat, Yun Xi couldn't tell where she was going until Yi Qianmo came to help her. As soon as she stopped, she couldn't help but complain about Yi Qianmo's abnormal methods.

Indeed, the more handsome a man was, the more his methods would make one's hair stand on end.

Li Zilan had thrown a grenade at her directly to test her courage, but the bomb Yi Qianmo threw was a tear gas bomb disguised as a time bomb.

She was stunned speechless at such a crazy training method.

"I just wanted to remind you that you did not make the right guess."

"How could this be? If it's not a blue line or a red line, could it be a yellow line? But according to normal logic, it shouldn't be like this..."

"Then what are you hoping for? Many booby traps do the opposite of what you expect. Sometimes, you do need to rely on luck. However, if you don't have any confidence, you won't even be able to recognize the trap, let alone differentiate one from another. Then you can only wait for death."

"Can't you have higher hopes for me?"

"Do you think I don't want to? But if you want to stand beside Mu Jinzhi, his identity means that you're not destined to be an ordinary person. If you don't have all the skills, you won't even know when you're about to be beaten to death. This is your first lesson. You can't employ wishful thinking when it comes to these things."

"I'll remember that."

"Let's go. You can wash out your eyes at the base. Otherwise, when the tyrant comes back and sees you suffering, he'll definitely attack me. Mu Jinzhi has too many tricks up his sleeve. I can't guard against him."

"I didn't expect you to have someone you are afraid of."

"When he was young, Mu Jinzhi was the devil among us. He stayed with his father in the military all year round and came back to play with us during the holidays. We thought we were experts at playing tricks, but when it came to him, we were all defeated. This guy looks harmless on the outside, but his heart is black."

Hearing Yi Qianmo mention Mu Feichi's childhood, Yun Xi closed her eyes and carefully followed him into the car. The image of that proud and noble man's childhood appeared in her mind.

He must have been the same as he was now. The same high-spiritedness, the same freedom, and the same childish need for dominance...

Not long after the two of them returned to the Mu residence, Mu Feichi returned and brought Yun Xi a copy of the Qiao family's financial report and a piece of good news.

The moment Mu Feichi returned, he noticed that something was wrong with her. Her eyes were red and swollen and her nose was red. Even when she was receiving the folder from him, her movements were slower.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her chin, making her look up at him. Looking at her pitiful appearance, he could smell that something was wrong.

"Tear gas? What did Yi Qianmo do to you?"

He had only been gone for less than half a day, yet the girl he had left had suddenly become like this. His temper flared.

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