741: C741 Can't Catch Her Soul

C741 Can't Catch Her Soul

Gong Mingchuan pulled out a chair and sat down, casting a sidelong glance at Yeh Zhan.

"You're so tender. Le Youyou, can you take a bite too?" He looked at Yeh Zhan, but his words were directed at Le Youyou. There was no expression of joy or anger on his face.

They were in a cold war, but the moment he opened his mouth, it only made things worse.

Le Youyou did not want to implicate Yeh Zhan because of her relationship with Gong Mingchuan. She smiled apologetically to Yeh Zhan, "Little Ye, I'm sorry. My husband is here. I'm afraid I can't eat with you. . . "

She got up and wanted to leave.

Yeh Zhan stood up in a hurry. "Sister Youyou, it's my fate to treat you to a meal. There will be many opportunities in the future. Let's talk next time we meet. "

That man was obviously a possessive man. He did not want to be suspected by this man.

So it was better for him to leave.

Before leaving, Yeh Zhan decided to explain to Le Youyou, "Sir, you must have misunderstood your wife. Didn't you see? I'm still young. It's not too late to date when I grow up. . . "

Yeh Zhan blinked and ran out of the restaurant.

His gang of hoodlums and friends ran away with him.

Yeh Zhan and his friends ran out of the zoo. Along the way, they saw unlicensed off-road vehicles heading towards the Gong's zoo.

Many roads had been cordoned off. There were patrols from Country Z's military inspecting pedestrians and vehicles everywhere.

It was as if something big was about to happen.

. . .

Le Youyou frowned when she saw that Yeh Zhan had been forced to leave by Gong Mingchuan. Her expression was calm.

"Youyou, come back with me. . . " Gong Mingchuan finally spoke.

Le Youyou ignored him and just picked up the menu and shouted, "Waiter, give me a set of sardines. . . "

There was still an hour before Huo Zhiqian arrived. She would soon break away from this painful relationship, so she would not leave easily.

Le Youyou calmly ordered the dishes, as if Gong Mingchuan did not exist.

What they did not know was that outside the zoo, the soldiers quietly sneaked into the zoo and quietly surrounded the restaurant.

In the command vehicle outside the zoo, Huo Zhiqian was sitting there smoking while staring at the commander's screen.

The lighter knocked out a bright flame, and a trace of joy and ruthlessness flashed across Huo Zhiqian's elite eyes.

He waved his hand.

Clusters of black shadows rushed over, and the restaurant's door was silently opened. The group of well-trained special forces quickly stopped the Gong family's bodyguards who were closest to the entrance. All of them had their throats slit and died.

Gong Mingchuan and Le Youyou sat face to face, but he could not catch a trace of her soul.

Ever since she found out that Gong Mingchuan had died in the ancient tomb, she had become very strange.

It was like a puppet that had lost its soul, without a soul.

She calmly looked at the menu, but did not look at him.

"Le Youyou. . . " Gong Mingchuan said, "I am about to leave Z Country. I only want to ask you one question. Do you want to follow me?"

Le Youyou looked up and finally looked at him.2

He actually wanted to leave?

Could it be that the Heng Hua Project had finally produced results?

But. . . If he was no longer Gong Mingchuan. . .

Why did she still want to leave with him?!

She lowered her eyes. "I will not leave Jiang City. "

"If you are afraid of me. . . I will not force you to be close to me. . . But. . . " Gong Mingchuan was about to say something when suddenly, a gunshot came from the door.

He stood up desperately. There were already several bodyguards lying on the ground at the entrance of the restaurant.

A few armed special forces soldiers rushed in with guns in their hands. The red light dots on the guns were concentrated on his forehead. "Gong Mingchuan! You and your men are surrounded. Immediately disarm and surrender!"

There were very few customers in the restaurant. When they saw such a horrifying scene, they all ran out of the restaurant screaming.

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