21: C21 The Crown Prince of the Dark Department

C21 The Crown Prince of the Dark Department

The man with a mouth full of nonsense seemed to be shocked. He staggered a few steps back. "Bo Qian, what are you doing? Everyone is watching!"

Bo Qian looked at him with an indifferent expression. His body was covered with a layer of murderous aura. He walked towards him step by step.

The man looked like an emissary who had seen hell. He turned around and ran.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Bo Qian grabbed the collar of his shirt and slammed it into the windshield with a bang.

"Ah!"

The man screamed in pain. His face was covered in blood.

Bo Qian raised one of his feet and stepped on the front of the car. He bent down slightly and said in a relaxed voice, "Well, who are you talking about?"

The man bit the glass dregs in his mouth. He did not dare to tell the truth.

"I, I, I am talking about me!"

"You?" Bo Qian frowned. He seemed very dissatisfied with this answer. He grabbed the man expressionlessly. The man did not stop there. ‘ With another bang, his head smashed down again. Bo Qian's voice was as light as a feather amidst the screams. It did not seem to be a threat. "Think about it again. Who are you calling a loser? If you answer incorrectly, there will be punishment."

Violence and calm, at the extreme, made one's hair stand on end.

The man's entire body is covered by death.

He screamed involuntarily, begging for mercy: "You, your lover, your lover is! I'm sorry, Young Master Bo. I was wrong. Please forgive me! Please, spare me! I'm kneeling down for you!"

Under the moonlight, Bo Qian's face was ghastly and pale. He tilted his head slightly and shook his head with slight regret. "Unfortunately, I was half wrong."

The man widened his eyes. In the next second, his abdomen received a heavy blow. The windshield completely shattered. His body sank into it in a strange posture. An intense pain hit him, and he closed his eyes. He had completely lost consciousness.

When he fainted, he seemed to hear someone say softly, She is my wife.

The arena was silent.

No one dared to speak, not even breathe.

It was very strange.

Bo Qian indifferently looked away. He walked over with an indifferent expression. He threw the car keys to Mu Shinian, who had a strange expression on her face, and said, "Go back."

Mu Shinian held the key and looked at the man's miserable condition. Just now, Bo Qian was helping her vent her anger?

What was the reason? The Crown Prince of Bo family would not be so kind.

...

Along the way, Mu Shinian was filled with doubt.

Beside her, the man was already leaning against the bed and sleeping.

He looked like he was in a big battle. After winning all the rounds, he took off his guard and his hostility. He looked like a child sleeping peacefully.

The car stopped in front of the Bo's Manor's entrance, stepping on tiny bits of starlight.

Mu Shinian waited for five minutes but did not see the person beside her wake up. She hesitated for a while and raised her hand. Just as she was about to push him, the person in the seat suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist.

A sharp pain came.

Mu Shinian's face darkened. She restrained the urge to cripple his hand and coldly reminded, "Young Master Bo, we are here."0

Bo Qian's empty eyes gradually focused.

A few seconds later, he came back to his senses. He let go of his hand and frowned. "Stay away from me when I sleep."

His words were cold and impatient.

Just now, he had dreamt of that disgusting and disgusting nightmare again!

Mu Shinian rubbed her sore wrist and nodded indifferently, "Okay."

Bo Qian turned his head and looked at her indifferently. Under the sleepy face, there was a complicated look.

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