The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

On Zishu's side, it was even worse. It was very difficult to get everyone done, and unfortunately, the shoulders were also lucky.

"Master, it's from Cruise's side."

Zishu walked over clutching his injured shoulder, not a single bullet left in the gun in his hand.

Bu Chensu immediately returned to the car, opened the door, and was relieved to see Si Niannian still sleeping soundly.

He didn't want the little girl to see him like this.

"Clean up here."

Bu Chensu took Si Niannian out of the car.

Zishu nodded and looked at the corpses on the ground again.

"Then these things?"

"Wait for us for two hours."

After Bu Chensu finished speaking, he hugged Si Niannian and left.

Just when he was about to get home, Bu Chensu removed the mental power that was protecting Si Niannian.

The five senses recovered, Si Niannian was woken up by the sound of the door, squinted his eyes and looked around, his little head rubbed against Bu Chensu's shoulders dependently.

"Brother Su, are we home yet?"

"Um."

Bu Chensu carried Si Niannian up to the third floor and went back to his room.

"Go to sleep."

He put the little girl gently on the bed and bent over to help her take off her shoes.

Si Niannian twitched his nose twice, his eyes turned, and he landed on Bu Chensu's arm.

She sat up suddenly, "Brother Su, you are injured."

The upper body of the school uniform is a white shirt, and at this moment, under the illumination of the light, the blood stains look particularly obvious.

"Someone was killing chickens on the road just now and it splashed on me."

Bu Chensu answered calmly, and at the same time took off his white shirt and threw it into the trash can.

The strong arm was smooth and without traces, and there was no wound, so Si Niannian was relieved.

"Why is someone killing chickens on the road so late?"

Si Niannian cooperated with Bu Chensu, raised his hands so that he could help him take off his clothes, and asked at the same time.

Bu Chensu brought the little girl's pajamas to help her put it on, and said without changing his face, "Maybe they are thirsty and want chicken soup."

"Oh."

Si Niannian's hair was untied and scattered behind, against the white skin, nestled in the soft quilt, so obedient that people couldn't help but hurt their hearts.

She patted the position beside her, "Brother Su is also sleeping."

"Um."

Bu Chensu took off his clothes and lay beside her, the little girl grabbed his hand and soon fell asleep again.

In the dream, she took her brother Su back to Phoenix Mountain. The master was still there. They walked on the path in the forest together, caught fish in the stream together, and ran in the mountains together. They were very happy.

Bu Chensu looked at the corners of the little girl's slightly raised lips, her eyes were soft, and her lips came to kiss the little girl's forehead lightly, and then Bu Chensu left lightly.

Half an hour later, in the Eastern Suburbs Cemetery, Bu Chensu, dressed in black, stood in front of a tombstone, his eyes hurt.

There were eight corpses piled up on the ground, and Zishu was standing behind him with a heavy expression.

On the tombstone is the smiling face of a young woman, her eyes are very clear, revealing an unworldly simplicity, and her nose and mouth are five-point similar to those of Bu Chensu.

There was a sudden drizzle in the air, which made people feel a little heavier.

"mom."

After a long while, Bu Chen said, "The people who harmed you in the past have finally died in my hands, and you and your sister can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven."

The Dongjiao cemetery was built on a steep cliff, with the tumultuous sea not far behind.

Zishu threw all the eight corpses in according to the old practice and watched them engulfed by the sea.

"Master, is it because of your little sister who didn't have time to be born that you dote on Miss Niannian so much?" Zishu asked while driving in the car on the way back.

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