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Bai Yan's face was extremely ugly, and he was slightly distorted.
That face is quite wonderful.
Mu Ran looked at him with a smile, with a contented look, as if he was in control of everything.
That lazy and yawning look is even more money.
Bai Yan stared at his angry boss with fierce eyes, and said angrily: "How much money did he give you?! Could it be¡ª¡ªI can't even compare to a down-and-out young master who depends on others to live?! "
The boss with tattoos all over his body looked a little strange when he heard Bo Yan talking.
Then his eyes are too weird.
The two mung bean-sized eyes looked at people with disdain.
To put it simply, it is - look like a fool,
Bai Yan felt that his self-esteem had been insulted.
He gritted his teeth, and said a little indignantly in his heart: "Why do you look at me like this?! Am I wrong?"
The feeling of being surrounded by seven fierce and strong men is really hard to accept, especially the killing intent emanating from these seven people makes his legs weak.
Bai Yan has worked hard in the mall all his life, where has he experienced all these things?
He is now able to keep standing still, which is already his greatest limit.
The boss's tone was weird, and his voice was light and melodious: "President Bai, don't you know? The down-and-out young master you are talking about is the main person who makes Nie Chen's company flourish."
"How is it possible!" Bai Yan's first reaction was to blurt out denial.
His eyes were red, and he stared at the boss: "You are deliberately provoking me, right? In this world, besides Nie Chen, who is stronger than me, how can there be another person!"
Bai Yan is an extremely selfish and narrow-minded person.
He does not allow anyone to be better than him.
No one is allowed to exceed his control.
As long as you show him that you are not as good as him, he will have an extremely good impression of you.
In the past, this is why he had such a good impression of Mu Ran.
It's not just to make Mu Ran better help him deal with Nie Chen, but more importantly - because Mu Ran doesn't make trouble in front of him and loses what a weak person he is.
The reason why Bo Yan likes to be with Mu Ran so much, and likes to say all kinds of good things to Mu Ran, is because he feels his own sense of existence and value in him.
However, now, a person told her that the person who is the least in his eyes and the most indifferent person is actually a person who is much stronger than him, and a person who may never reach the height, Bai Yan is of course impossible to accept.
This feeling made him unable to breathe far more than the heavy pressure when facing Nie Chen.
It's like, you think you are complacent, but in the eyes of others, everything is a joke.
Bai Yan's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the boss's face, trying to find traces of lying on his face.
But no, not at all!
What is there is sympathy and pity that can easily shatter his self-esteem.
"Why are you looking at me like this!!!" The sharp and piercing voice seemed to be able to burst a person's eardrums.
Bai Yan's facial muscles were extremely distorted.
It looks like a ghost.
But it was an extremely embarrassing, extremely hasty ghost.
Mu Ran tilted his head, looked at him, and sighed softly.
Mu Ran's eyelids opened slightly, and there was endless indifference and contempt in the black pupils.
There are still pitiful.
When Bai Yan was watched by such eyes, his whole body began to tremble.
Kuah, it's not over yet.
Mu Ran used his eyes like looking at garbage, his tone was light, and he smiled: "Hey, Bo Yanyou are really pitiful. You have spent your whole life framing others.
It's a pity, Nie Chen, he is someone you will never catch up with. "
Very positive words, with a smile that looked down on him very much.
It seems to be mocking him for his inaction all his life, as if he is mocking him, being trampled in the mud all his life.
Bai Yan gasped for intense heat.
he seems toAfter casually saying goodbye, he was about to leave.
Just as he was about to open the door, the woman stopped him.
It seems to be a sigh, but it seems to be mixed with emotion: "My child, you have worked hard. Don't make yourself too tired."
An ordinary sentence made Mu Ran's heart tremble violently.
He almost ran away in a hurry and ran out of the place.
The sleepy and frozen brain seemed to be cleared up.
Mu Ran was running crazily, his heart was beating violently, which made it difficult for him to breathe.
There was a burst of heartbeat in the eardrum.
Mu Ran stumbled and stopped in a corner.
His face was a little pale, and his breathing was even more messy.
His legs slid down the wall limply, something he had forgotten revived.
Mu Ran's head hurts.
Various questions popped up.
What the hell is he doing?
What is the reason for his infinite travels through the world with no end in sight?
For Mu Ziang?
But why, he felt that he was becoming less and less like himself?
Why, he feels so tired?
What did he lose?
Why, he is not happy at all?
Mu Ran clutched his head, the nerves in his brain beating violently: [527! What did I pay for? ¡¿
527 did not speak, not a word.
This appearance made Mu Ran further verify his guess.
There is no free lunch in the world.
All the gifts of fate have already been secretly priced.
What is the price for him to travel through each world and enter other people's bodies?
Mu Ran's persuasive questioning made 527 finally speak.
527 seemed a little guilty: [Host, I'm sorry]
Mu Ran's state and appearance looked too bad, which made 527 a little flustered: [Host, you the price you pay for every world isfeelings. ¡¿
"Empty!"
The word "feeling" is like an invisible big hand, holding Mu Ran's heart fiercely.
Countless memories came one after another, and the voices, appearances and appearances of all people in each world, all kinds of words, noisy, desperately drilled into his head.
Feelings, feelings, feelings!
Countless pictures in Mu Ran's mind were jumbled together.
What is the task for?
What is he for?
Why, is he so unhappy?
So tired, I really want to sleep.
Mu Ran's head was dizzy, and his eyes gradually fell into darkness, and he just fell asleep like this.
Someone passed by and found him, and hurriedly called a doctor to check.
527 panicked completely, but the more emotion in his heart was the sadness of wanting to cry.
Traveling through the world, this sounding name is actually not happy at all.
Because, you will easily lose yourself.
Emotion is the most important emotion of human beings.
The passage of various emotions can also make people completely lost.
It's like a boat that can't find a signal light, drifting without a way, and doesn't know what it is doing.
The heart is full of confusion.
527 didn't come out to talk to Mu Ran for a long time, because he was afraid that what he had said would make Mu Ran realize that something was wrong.
527 huddled in the corner of the space, whispering "I'm sorry".
Maybe Mu Ran didn't realize that he was doing things more and more impersonally.
It's more and more like living for a mission.
The daily anxiety and daily talking about tasks made his feelings more and more indifferent, and made him not himself long ago.
Save Mu Ziang?
Rescue the lovers scattered in each world?
What the hell is Mu Ziang, and why does it make him so tired?
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Waking up again, Mu Ran looked at the ceiling, and said to 527 in a very calm voice: [527, the next world, erase all my memories. ¡¿(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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