Chapter 1 (1/2)
”Give me the ice fan.”
An Hibiscus is paralyzed in a pool of blood on the smooth marble floor. Her body is scarred. She looks at the man in front of her. Her eyes are full of fearless despair and compromise.
”Well, I'll teach you.”
Hearing an Hibiscus say this, the man came forward with a happy look of hope on his face.
When the man lowered his vigilance, she secretly picked up the pistol that had just been shot on the ground and was ready to shoot.
The man was shocked. He wanted to capture it quickly, but it turned out to be a false alarm. There was no bullet in the gun.
”Since you don't want to give it up when you die, I'll help you!”
As soon as the gunshot came out, the trump agent of modern Z.R organization resisted to the end, vowed to die, and finally died
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Headache, headache.
An Hibiscus slowly opened her eyes, and unexpectedly appeared in the heavy red gauze.
What's going on? Rao is calm and calm, such as ACE agent an mujin, also surprised by the sudden scene change. Such a strange thing, the original legend of ice fan is true!
It is said that the ice freezing fan can let people go through the ancient and modern times, and there is a huge power in the ice freezing fan, which is unmatched in the world today.
An Hibiscus subconsciously wiped to his waist, sure enough, the ice fan is still there.
An mujin was sure that the ice fan had played a role, and she was crossing.
An Mu Jin propped herself up from the bed, but she felt weak all over. She had no strength. She was just ten centimeters away from the bed. Her waist was soft, and she fell back to the bed.
Just empty soft, but not tired and uncomfortable, also did not feel hurt before, an Mu Jin can't help but guess, this is to be drugged?
She had never been drugged before. What's the matter? Isn't she crossing with her body, or even soul?
In her heart, an Mu Jin became more and more vigilant and began to observe the environment and make countermeasures.
This is a gorgeous ancient room.
Marble floor, carved windows, sandalwood incense table, painted glass screen,... All tell the identity of the owner, not rich or expensive, and not a small rich small expensive can have.
It's either a royal family or a century old family.
But she was drugged and left here. An Hibiscus frowned and could be drugged. It can be seen that her identity as a body is much lower than that of the owner of the house. Only in this way can the owner feel that it doesn't matter if she is drugged and tied back to play.
If this is possible, the situation is really bad. An Mu Jin's lips can't help but smile bitterly, but the bitter smile is soon forced down by her, and her eyes look more firm.
Live, live well, what revenge, only live to repay.
An Hibiscus clenched her lower lip, stretched her hands to the edge of the bed, grasped the exquisite carved bedside with her fingers, and moved out of the bed step by step. She could not wait to die, but at least found a tool to defend herself.
At last, an mujin got out of bed. She soon found that there was a light in the place covered by the red curtain, which was only reflected by the mirror.
An Mu Jin moved to the back of the curtain again. A two meter high floor mirror was inlaid on the wall, reflecting the woman in the mirror.
On a clean and gorgeous face, there are cold eyes like the moon, and endless romantic air on the end of the eyes. It's exactly what you look like, but there is a small red hibiscus pattern under the right corner of the eye, but there are blood stains on the forehead.
It seems that the original owner is dead.
Looking at the beauty in the mirror, an Mu Jin is angry. She is the ace agent of the organization before crossing. How respectable she is. But now the body is dressed in a beautiful rose red dress, showing the exquisite and graceful figure incisively and vividly, a kind of lucky posture.
Now, the exquisite body, combined with the cold face and dusty temperament, is breathtaking, which can't be stopped by any man.
The more angry an Mu Jin was, the more calm she was. The original owner hit her head and blood. She didn't feel any pain. Besides her weakness, she didn't show any signs of weakness after serious injury.
And the mirror in front of you is not the bronze mirror commonly used in ancient times. The mirror is even clearer than the modern glass mirror. What kind of skill should it be? It's just a little association, and it's very frightening.
Thinking of this, an Mu Jin had a headache for no reason. At the same time, countless memories poured into an Mu Jin's mind.
An Hibiscus carefully sorted out her thoughts, and at present refined the important information of the moment into three points.
First of all, this is an era of reverence for mindfulness. Ordinary people have more or less mindfulness, but she is a waste.
Second, she is not favored in the house of marquis an. They are all called an hibiscus.
Third, she was drugged by her concubine's younger sister and sent to this place to make her innocent and take away her fiance.
Let's not say anything else. Just three pieces of information are enough to show that God has given her a rotten card. Fortunately, she is a modern ace agent. No matter how rotten the card is, she has to win a beautiful one.
Didn't her third sister, Anmo, want her to lose her innocence? Don't you want to rob her fiance?