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Chapter 52 Undercover agents shouldn¡¯t have a family

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    I shed a lot of tears this night.

    This night also left a lot of warmth.

    There is pain and happiness, but mostly sadness and emotion.

    This night was what Qin Mo had dreamed of, and what the original owner had been waiting for for decades.

    But Qin Mo said: "How can it be enough?! I also want you to give me a bunch of children."

    An Ling Feifei is as tender as water. She wants to forget everything, think about nothing, and do nothing.

    She failed in her fight against fate, and Aunt Wan, whom she regarded as a relative, betrayed her.

    What else does she have?  Miaolian Holy Fire?  It was like a joke that had been played on her since childhood.

    She actually has nothing.

    The only thing she has now is the man in front of her who worked hard for her, waited for decades, and rescued her from the sea of ??misery when she was in danger.

    Only this man dug out his heart and showed it to her.

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    It was three o'clock in the morning, and the two of them were still playing around in bed without shame.

    The setting sun was shining slantingly, and their clothes were still scattered and hanging on the chairs.

    "It's great to cultivate immortality. You won't be hungry if you don't want to be hungry, and you still have more physical strength."

    The moon and stars were thin, and the two finally came out, taking a fragrant flower bath together.

    The next daythe same thing happened.

    It wasn¡¯t until the early morning of the third day that Anling Feifei finally broke free from Qin Mo¡¯s entanglement.

    She changed a dozen sets of clothes for Qin Mo to choose from, saying that she would not wear any outfit that Qin Mo liked in the future, but would keep it and only wear it for Qin Mo in the future.

    She also cooked a meal for Qin Mo. Although the cooking skills were not very high, the taste was not bad and Qin Mo also enjoyed the meal.

    Next, Anling Feifei took away his Immortal Sword and Feiyun Chariot again, saying that she would help him modify them, but she wouldn't let Qin Mo see them.

    When she came out, her pretty face was pale, and even her steps were a little sloppy.

    Qin Mo felt distressed, but couldn't bear to blame him.

    An Ling Feifei returned the flying car and the Immortal Killing Sword to Qin Mo with a bright smile.

    They hugged each other and kissed passionately. After that, Anling Feifei pushed Qin Mo away with a smile.

    Her hair gradually turned blue-green, her eyes turned dark blue, and her face and body were covered with leaf-like marks

    An Lingfeifei's body gradually floated up, and her voice changed, becoming Xiaorou's voice.

    "I took Feifei away, and I'm rest assured that she will live well. I hope you can cheer up as soon as possible and do what you should do."

    "Then how should I contact you in the future?" Qin Mo shouted.

    "Is your holy magic order just a decoration? If you input your magic power, it will contact me like a magic disk."

    After saying that, Xiaorou¡¯s figure suddenly disappeared.

    Qin Mo was in a very depressed mood. He locked himself in the room, drank all the wine in the storage ring, and sat there blankly.

    Until the next morning, Qin Mo sighed heavily.

    Taking out the Holy Demon Token and inputting mana, a pleasant voice suddenly came out.

    "Why did you come to me so quickly?"

    This is still Xiaorou¡¯s voice.

    Qin Mo said slowly: "Feifei can't return to the clan."

    "Why?" Xiaorou was obviously unhappy.

    Qin Mo said seriously: "Because this is the best time to deal with Luo Motian."

    "Oh? Wait for me. Let's talk after I land."

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    Half an hour later, Qin Mo slowly opened the door and walked into the yard.

    He held out a finger.

    Snapped!

    A ball of indigo flame suddenly ignited at the fingertips, which was the Miaolian Holy Fire.

    "Go ahead and burn this place clean, leaving no trace behind."

    The flames flew suddenly as if they were spiritual. They circled around the three rooms, and the flames burst into flames.

    Qin Mo looked at the three love nests that had just been built a few days ago with complicated eyes, and they were gradually being swallowed up by the flames.

    But Qin Mo smiled because he seemed to see An Lingfeifei's delicate and pretty face in the flames.

    He stood there for a long time, until the fire gradually weakened and the three huts were reduced to ruins.

    He turned around, slowly walked out of the yard, took out Ai Feng, and sent a message to Qiu Pei'er.

    "Pei'er, the Miaolian Holy Fire has been obtained. I will go find you right now."

    Neither does Qin StreetI got back on the speeding car and drove away resolutely.

    An undercover agent shouldn¡¯t have a family.

    If you must have it, you must hide it.

    Never let others see it.

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    Three months later, in Piz City under the jurisdiction of the Evil Dragon Sect, in the mansion of the great slave Shang Duanmulu.

    Qin Mo pinched Duanmu Lu's chin with his hand.

    Duanmu Lu was half-kneeling, covered in blood, but his eyes were still unruly.

    Qin Mo asked coldly: "Don't you want to tell me? I just broke one of your hamstrings, and there are still many steps before your death. If you tell me the whereabouts of those two aliens, I will make an exception.  Once, I will reattach your broken hamstring and give you a sum of money so that you can return to Mogan City and live happily for a few years."

    Duanmu Lu snorted coldly and said, "I've heard of you, the evil doctor with ghost hands! Since I've fallen into your hands, there's nothing to say. Just give me a good time."

    Qin Mo shook his head and smiled: "You must have never heard how I got this title. Two months ago, at the Evil Dragon King's birthday party, a gladiatorial competition was held in the inner city, and the loser would be dismembered and fed to the dragon.  And I am the one who dismembers a living person and shows him his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys."

    In fact, he just gave the gladiator a highly effective local anesthesia and performed a surgical operation.  It was Lao Jin who did the following things in order to show Qin Mo's superb skills.  As a result, before the operation was completed, the guy was scared to death.

    Since then, the name of the evil doctor with ghost hands has spread, and it has become more and more bizarre.

    "What? It's you?!" Duanmu Lu's face turned green with fright. He had heard that after the man was dismembered, he saw his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys placed in front of him, and he was frightened to death.  .

    At that time, most of the women in the audience vomited.

    Qin Mo smiled slightly and said: "I am a doctor, and my fees are very high. But I am very fair. I help people disassemble parts for free. I only charge for putting them back together. I will take your parts one by one in a while.  If you take it apart, as long as you are willing to pay, I will put it back on whatever you want. If you have enough money, I can put it all back on for you, ensuring that the stitching is in place."

    Duanmu Lu immediately wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

    Whoosh!

    Qin Mo stuffed a wooden stick into his mouth at a faster speed.  Then he put the index finger and middle finger of his left hand into his own mouth, tied them up, and then took out the wooden stick.

    "You can bite now, as long as you can hold it in your mouth."

    Duanmu Lu completely collapsed.

    He watched Qin Mo take out a small leather bag.

    Spread out is a set of silver-shining scissors, tweezers, knives, pliers, etc.

    Qin Mo is very professional, and this is really not a lie.  Before time travel, he was a surgeon (in a pet hospital). He had learned professional anatomy knowledge and had excellent skills.

    "No! No!" Duanmu Lu was frightened. He wanted to say no, but he had his fingers in his mouth and could only say "No! No!"

    Qin Mo raised his head and looked at him, "Don't worry! It'll be fine in a while."

    "No! No! No!" Duanmu Lu was so anxious that he struggled hard and was so anxious that his head and face were covered with sweat.

    Qin Mo picked up the knife and lightly cut his arm.  The cut was not deep, the wound was extremely fine, and only a few blood beads the size of sesame seeds oozed out.

    "Look. My knife is very sharp and it doesn't hurt at all."

    "No! No!" Duanmu Lu's face turned from green to white.

    Qin Mo smiled slightly and took his fingers out of his mouth.

    "Go on, speak slowly. There is one more thing I can tell you. If I don't want you to die, it will be difficult for you to die. Even if you bite off your tongue, I can make it grow back, but it will cost more.  Pay for the medicine." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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