Chapter 1894: Please forgive me!

Mu Rongmian said to Ji Mianmian, his voice was gentle and warm.
But between the lines, it was said as cold as a piece of ice that couldn't be melted, and it was cold and piercing.
He didn't have the slightest intention to keep their lives. He originally wanted to calculate their family and use the laws of their country to clean them up.
But what happened today made him reluctant to do more.
Since they came to their deaths, why should he be polite.
Let them live for another day, maybe it's just more trouble.
Simply, we will solve them all at once.
Ji Mianmian heard Mu Rongmian's words and snorted: "This doesn't seem to be good, after all, he is also a member of the law! In case we are discovered, we can't go."
Although Ji Mianmian was really addicted just now, but she really didn't think about killing Brown. She just felt that if this kind of didn't give him a hard lesson, he wouldn't remember it.
But wounding and killing people are fundamentally different.
Mu Rongmian smiled: "Relax, it's me."
Now that he has decided to do so, there is his way.
What's more, Ji Mianmian has beaten people like this. If they are left alone, they will really be in trouble if they are healed. At that time, if the scope involved is large, it will only be more difficult than his death. .
Mu Rongmian swept his head over Brown. He had been vomiting blood in his mouth, and there seemed to be dark red blood clots in his blood. He estimated that the internal organs had probably cracked, and that Ji Mianmian's feet were not strong, but In this case, there is not much time to live without being rescued soon.
Ji Mianmian also found that Brown's physical condition was not right. Suddenly she felt constricted. She shrank her neck, stepped back, approached Mu Rongmian, hugged his arm, and quickly said, "That, husband ... husband, I don't see him living It's been a long time since we left him here and leave it alone. Hurry up with your wife. I think she seems particularly bad. "
Mrs. Murong was lying on the ground breathing hardly, her face looked strangely bad, and she seemed to die at any time.
Ji Mianmian was really afraid that she would die here.
Murong Mian glanced at Mrs. Murong and nodded: "Okay."
Ji Mianmian hurriedly raised Mrs. Murong and carried her on her shoulders.
Suddenly, Murong Mian said, "Wait a minute."
Mu Rongmian turned and walked to the glass case, where Mrs. Jones was lying dehydrated as if dehydrated.
The effects of the drug on him may have passed, and she climbed out of hell, her body still, but her sense recovered.
Only then did she hear what Mu Rongmian and Ji Mianmian said, her heart was trembling, she did not dare to move, and tried to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible, hoping that they would not think of her, or she would not be able to survive.
Compared to death, snakes and bugs crawling on them are nothing at all.
Mrs. Jones was frightened, and immediately relieved when Ji Mianmian said away.
But if you want to blink your eyes, Mu Rongmian came over. He smiled at Mrs. Jones, "Relax, you will never forget you, Mrs. Jones."
Mu Rongmian said lightly, "I'm here to see you for the last time. Goodbye."
Mrs. Jones shook her head, her eyes in horror tightening. "No, no ... please, forgive me ..."