Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Murong Cheng also didn't like the environment on the yacht.

In fact, because they are close to the river, most of the wealthy people in Qingjiang City like to buy yachts. They party and play on the river, and they even meet a few friends along the river and flow into the sea. This is a fashion.

Murong Cheng felt that he should have participated in similar activities before, on the yacht, singing and dancing...

While thinking, the little woman in his arms squeezed into his arms again, like a small animal, sleeping in a dazed manner, unconsciously absorbing the warmth of his chest.

Murong Cheng hugged her tighter, lightly pressed Mu Zi's forehead, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This night, he had a very real dream.

He dreamed of a similar yacht in his dream. He was bored smoking a cigarette in the room, and he seemed to be in a bad mood and a little irritable.

Wang Zhan was holding a thin dark dress, and opened the fabric inside to show him.

"...It is said to be a new type of material. Although it is not as solid as the body armor, it is light to wear. When hit by a bullet, the inner layer will wrap the bullet at the moment of contact with high temperature to prevent the bullet from bursting."

There are many types of firearms and ammunition. If you are only hit by a bullet, it is not terrible as long as your internal organs are not injured.

The horrible thing is the kind of bullet that will explode when it hits the body. It can directly blast a hole in the body. The **** flesh is difficult to heal. It will either bleed to death or become disabled due to bone necrosis.

Murong Cheng put the clothes on his old-fashioned blouse, while Wang Zhan was still whispering in his ears.

"The clothes are just in case... The sniper arranged by Huo Zheng has been dealt with by us. When the banquet starts, our people will shoot at the deck on the opposite shore. As long as you pretend to be shot and fell into the water, everyone will think it is Huo. Zheng kills you, our ship is outside 100 meters, and the divers are also ready."

Wang Zhan sighed and said again: "You are dead, he will successfully take over the position of Patriarch, Lord, we can be regarded as doing his best to him in this way."

Murong Cheng put out the cigarette **** in the ashtray and asked him faintly: "All arrangements are made in Xianghai City?"

"It has been arranged, and all the industries have been transferred to Murong Cheng. When you are ready, you can make it public at any time."

Murong Cheng nodded expressionlessly, and said, "You are ready to get off the ship, be careful that Huo Zheng stays behind."

Wang Zhan nodded when he heard the words. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to tell his men to start, and accidentally took a string of coins from his trouser pocket.

The copper coin fell heavily to the floor.

Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"

"The amulet that Du Hao gave me..." Wang Zhan bent over to pick up the copper coin, and said annoyedly, "It's so cumbersome to carry it on my body every day, but he said that one cannot be missing."

As Wang Zhan said, he put the coins around his fingers twice.

I don't know if the red rope with the copper coin was worn out too badly, or because the knot was loosened when the coin fell on the ground, the copper coin in Wang Zhan's hand suddenly fell apart!

"Ouch!" Wang Zhan yelled in annoyance, and quickly bent over to pick it up!

Murong Cheng looked impatient.

The copper coins were round and scattered, a few rolled under the bed, and a few got into the gap between the table and cabinet.

Wang Zhan had to lie on the ground to pick up the copper coins under the bed.

Murong Cheng was irritated and kicked him, "Is it finished!"

Wang Zhan counted the copper coins in his hand, and it was only two coins short.

"It seems to have jumped into the seam..." he replied awkwardly.

Gritting his teeth in his heart, I just felt that Du Hao had made himself ashamed!

Wang Zhan was full of resentment, and with Murong Cheng's unkind gaze, he bit his head and moved the bedside table away, but his face changed suddenly.

"Master..." Wang Zhan paled and twisted his neck a little bit, "Here, there is a bomb."