Chapter 1121: ghost

On the street, a woman wore a peaked hat with the brim of the hat low, and her head slightly lowered, making it difficult to see her face.
When the pedestrians passed by her, they all covered their noses, only to feel that there was a strange stench nearby, which made it nauseous to bake in the scorching sun.
She came to the outside of a courtyard wall, swiftly and easily surpassed, carefully avoiding the place of the electronic alarm, as if she was very familiar with the surrounding environment, and went straight to a two-story building.
The sun is shining outside, but the inside is gloomy and cold.
The woman entered the room, closed the door, and fell to the ground as if she had been pulled out of her strength in the next moment.
She raised her head and looked hard, but she could only see the man's black vamp and black trousers.
"Enough playing outside?" Mu Zening's voice was not emotional, approached and squatted down, looked at her for a moment, and then reached out and took off the woman's hat.
There was a dark hole on the original smooth forehead.
"I missed," the woman said.
Mu Zening sighed slightly, picked her up, and put her on the sofa, "Be patient for a few days, there is no suitable body for you for the time being."
The woman was silent, her eyes turned and she glanced outside.
But after a while, there was a knock on the door, and a voice rang softly: "Uncle San, I...I'm coming in."
The door was opened, and light came in.
Holding the lunch box in his hand, Mu Ling walked into the room tremblingly, but did not dare to go inside.
She left the lunch box in the hallway and said to Mu Zening: "Uncle San, this is lunch... I will come back later in the evening."
Mu Zening gave a faint "um" and said, "Xiaoling, you have worked hard these days."
Mu Ling forced a smile, "It's nothing, uncle, you can stay at ease, no one will know you are here..."
Who would have thought that Mu Zening, who is a wanted criminal, returned to Qingjiang quietly and lived in the small bungalow where the Mu family went to the building...
Mu Ling left lightly and closed the door.
Mu Zening raised his eyes slightly and saw that the woman on the sofa was still staring at the door. His eyes were deep and he was a little bit unhappy, and his tone was still calm and calm: "Mu Ling and Mu Yun are not allowed to move, the others, up to you."
The woman smiled lightly and asked him: "Why does she listen to you like this?"
"If it weren't for me, she is still locked in a mental hospital." Mu Zening picked up the lunch box at the hallway and brought it over without delay.
"I won't touch them." The woman spoke softly, softly acting like a baby, "Go to Bai Jinyan and ask me another female assassin, okay?"
The killer is hostile and lonely, this kind of body works best, she likes it very much.
Mu Zening unbuttoned her blouse expressionlessly, and saw that the corpse spots had appeared in different shades, and turned around to take the makeup powder and apply it on her body little by little.
"Bai Jinyan doesn't trust me anymore. It doesn't make sense to go to him again. If you like good skills and be patient, when I show up, he will send a killer to deal with me, but... the person sent here is a man. Women don’t know."
Mu Zening said, raising his eyes to look at her, "Anyway, it's a temporary use, you shouldn't mind gender."
The woman was noncommittal, and said softly: "It's really strange that people want to use us to help him kill people. When we kill people, he wonders if we will use the same method to deal with him. It's too contradictory."
"It's human nature to worry about gains and losses, suspicious and suspicious. It's nothing strange." Mu Zening finished applying the powder cream and re-tied the buttons one by one, and said lightly, "Aren't you also a human before?"
The woman shook her head, "The old guy kept me in the mountains for many years. I don't remember what it's like to be a human..."
After that, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Zening, tilted his head and asked: "Mu Zening, the time you have been raising me is not too short, why didn't you give me a name?"