Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

"You... who are you! What do you want to do!" the old nun asked tremblingly.

Seeing this, the man was a little puzzled and curious.

Looking at the old nun, she didn't seem to know that she was in danger, and she didn't seem to know who the person in the dark place was.

He frowned. Could it be that there is another group with the same goal as him?

While the man was guessing, a slender figure slowly walked over from behind him.

Very slow, gentle steps.

But it was pressed on the man's heart, causing him to froze subconsciously and fell into a state of alert.

But when the man's face broke into his eyes, he shrank his pupils in horror.

The girl is slender and slender, with a small and delicate face, with her back in the backlight, looking down at him.

She is clearly a stinky little girl, but why does she have such a strong sense of oppression.

There is a deep bloody smell hidden under that sloppy attitude.

Seemingly aware of the person's stiff posture, Shen Wanqing casually bent the corners of her lips, her phoenix eyes half-squinted, "Don't be nervous, I'm very kind, I won't do anything like hitting someone. Besides, look I look so harmless, how can I be such a rough person!"

Listening to Shen Wanqing's words, the man froze again.

But it wasn't the kind that was stiff because of fear, but was shocked by Shen Wanqing's brazen words.

748 curled his lips in disgust.

"Who are the two of you? Why did you come to my room in the middle of the night?" The old nun on the side grabbed the quilt, trembling with fear.

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing turned around slowly, looked at the old nun and said, "Let's not say who we are, why did you say we appeared in your room, what do you think is worthwhile for us to come here in the middle of the night? ?"

The old nun in front of her froze, her expression a little flustered, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand!"

Seeing this, Shen Wanqing's light brown eyes slid lightly, "Looks like you remembered."

"What do you think of? I don't know anything!" The old nun pleaded guilty.

"do not know anything?"

Shen Wanqing snorted softly, and she turned around to sit on a stool, looking nonchalant.

She said, "Sixteen years ago, the General's Mansion, Shen Shi."

The words are indifferent and careless.

The assassin on the ground didn't understand what Shen Wanqing was talking about, but the old nun understood.

Her pupils dilated, and she subconsciously forced herself against the wall, leaning her back against the wall.

The old nun clung to the quilt with both hands, very uneasy and frightened.

"You...what are you talking about!"

"Don't remember?"

Shen Wanqing tilted his head, and those eyes looked a little strange in the dark night.

She curled her lips and said slowly: "After being a nun for 16 years, how quickly did you forget what you did before? Huh? Midwife Liu."

This time, the old nun had given up struggling.

Her shoulders drooped, "How...how did you know?"

"It doesn't matter how I know this. The most important thing is that now someone knows what you did and is trying their best to find you."

"Find me!?"

The old nun said, "...is it someone from the General's Mansion?"

"Half and half." Shen Wanqing said with narrowed eyes.

"Does anyone else know?" The old nun was terrified.

"What do you say?"

The old nun trembled, and then she said, "So, who are you? The general's mansion sent me to find me, or?"