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Chapter 123 SARS bomb

Huo Wenjun and Ling Zuer ate and chatted, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious, and Ling Zuer's originally nervous mood gradually relaxed.

The two men are handsome and mature, while the women are charming, like a perfect couple, sitting there is very eye-catching.

Of course, most of the women's eyes fell on Huo Wenjun, while all the men's eyes were placed on Ling Zuer's face, with greed and jealousy flashing in their eyes.

Huo Wenjun and the others didn't know what the people around them were thinking, and they had a great time talking.

"Huo Sheng, thank you for asking me to be the cover girl of "Classic"." Ling Zuer raised her wine glass and drank it boldly, with gratitude on her beautiful face.

Huo Wenjun smiled slightly when he heard this. He knew that Ling Zuer's value has doubled because of "Celestiality", so he could afford this thank you.

However, Huo Wenjun was not willing to take credit. He asked Ling Zuer to take the cover before just because she was very suitable. She was popular and did not deny that she had hitchhiking with "Celestiality", but also because of her own ability, so he did not want to repay her kindness.

"Call me A Jun." Huo Wenjun chuckled, "Miss Ling is so serious, you have also added a lot of color to "Celestiality", but it's just mutual benefit."

"Ah, Ah Jun..." Ling Zuer bit her lower lip, feeling a little happy, but she still said stubbornly, "No, this is the favor I owe you, I will definitely pay it back in the future."

Huo Wenjun shrugged helplessly, but he didn't expect that Ling Zuer was still a gentle person on the outside and strong inside. Since the girl was so persistent, he couldn't say anything.

I feel a little more favorable, and people who are grateful for their kindness are always appreciated.

Ling Zuer drank a sip of red wine, her beautiful eyes circulated, her eyes were waving, she glanced at Huo Wenjun, and said softly: "Ajun, don't call me Miss Ling, call me Zuer."

Huo Wenjun smiled: "Zou'er."

Ling Zuer's eyebrows and eyes showed joy, and her head was slightly lowered.

I don’t know if it was because of drinking, but a hint of blush appeared on my white and tender face, which made the eyes of the men nearby who had been staring at her in secret.

Ling Zuer hesitated for a moment, met Huo Wenjun's sight, and said, "Ajun, can we still cooperate in the future?"

Huo Wenjun smiled and said, "Of course."

"Fengqing" magazine and Ling Zuer signed a total of four contracts, and the response was very good without exception. Ling Zuer became the goddess in the hearts of countless men overnight, and also led to the sales of "Fengqing".

It can be said that the popularity of "Celestial" is due to Ling Zuer's contribution, so just now Huo Wenjun said that she has added a lot of color to "Celestial" is definitely not a false statement.

If there is a chance, Huo Wenjun is willing to cooperate with Ling Zuer again. After all, the other party has a very outstanding image, and his future industry will inevitably be more than "Celestial". Ling Zuer is very suitable for the spokesperson for the image.

Hearing Huo Wenjun's agreement without hesitation, Ling Zuer was happy, not just for career cooperation, but for having more opportunities to contact Huo Wenjun.

I don’t know when, but she had a special feeling for Huo Wenjun in her heart.

Being handsome and gentle, talented, and successful in career, it is difficult for such a man not to move women.

...

After eating a meal for a long time, Huo Wenjun took off his coat and put it on Ling Zuer's body very gentlemanly, and then took her to the underground parking lot to get the car.

The two walked side by side, walking in the quiet parking lot, and Ling Zuer's heart beat faster while smelling the manly aura coming from Huo Wenjun.

After drinking a lot of wine tonight, Huo Wenjun was also a little drunk. Looking at the beautiful girl beside her, she couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

When he met the man's slightly aggressive eyes, Ling Zuer's heart trembled, like a frightened little white rabbit, and quickly lowered his head.

Just as the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, a man covered in blood suddenly rushed out without warning, breaking the tranquility of the scene.

"careful!"

Huo Wenjun was quick-eyed and hugged Ling Zuer and avoided the man.

With a plop, the man fell in front of the two of them. Huo Wenjun's eyes narrowed and his eyes fell on a crossbow arrow inserted on the other party's shoulder.

Obviously, this person should have been shot by someone with a crossbow. He looked very injured and was already confused by blood loss.

"Ah...he!" Ling Zuer came to her senses just now and immediately exclaimed when she saw the seriously injured man.

Huo Wenjun didn't want to be troubled, so he pulled Ling Zuer and prepared to leave.

"Go away!"

"Wait...wait!"

At this moment, a weak moan came from the mouth of the man on the ground.

Huo Wenjun kept walking, just pretending that he didn't hear it.

However, Ling Zuer felt sympathy and looked anxious: "A Jun, this gentleman is injured, let's take him to the hospital as soon as possible!"

Huo Wenjun shook his head. He was such a kind and stupid woman. This guy was a big trouble at first glance. He was probably in danger of being chased. They both rashly got involved.

However, after such a pause, the man had the strength from somewhere, and got up and hugged Huo Wenjun's calves.

"Sars...bomb..."

The man raised his head, his eyes were a little distracted, and he muttered intermittently.

"Hey, sir, how are you doing? Hold on, we'll take you to the hospital now!" Ling Zuer leaned over to support the man and looked at Huo Wenjun anxiously.

Huo Wenjun frowned: "Call the police first."

Suddenly, the man seemed to be rebirth, took out a can of Shass soda from his pocket and stuffed it into Ling Zuer's hand. His eyes burst, staring at her tightly, and his voice was hoarse:

"Sars...bombs...Japanese people..."

"Sir, what did you say?" Ling Zuer was stunned. She couldn't understand what a Sarcastic or a bomber.

Huo Wenjun suddenly looked up and his eyes fell on the Shashi soda in Ling Zuer's hand, thinking about something.

Seeing that the man was dying, Ling Zuer stuffed the soda into her pocket and then took out the car key: "Don't say so much, we'll take you to the hospital right away!"

"Call the police……"

The man grabbed Ling Zuer's clothes tightly and said the last two words with all his strength. Then his body stiffened, his eyes dimmed, and he stopped breathing.

"Sir!" Ling Zuer was shocked, and unexpectedly someone died in front of him.

Just when she was at a loss, Huo Wenjun pulled her up and accelerated her pace toward the car.

"Get out of here immediately!"

“Where to go?”

"Police Department!"

When something happened suddenly, Ling Zuer was panicked and was in a state of silence. She followed Huo Wenjun into the car stupidly.

After stuffing Ling Zuer into the co-pilot and closing the door, Huo Wenjun started the car.

Just the moment the car drove out of the parking space-

Whoosh!!

A crossbow arrow that came from nowhere suddenly broke through the air, shot through the windshield, and penetrated straight in front of Ling Zuer.

"ah!!"

Ling Zuer suddenly let out a scream of horror.
Chapter completed!
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