Qiu Fa put on his clothes and got into the car. After listening to his assistant's statement, "Then send a few more students to deal with it. The Feng family and the Long family will use them together."

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something, paused and said, "That's the Long family."

The assistant seemed to know what he was worried about, and said: "The Long family is a genius. He has a good control of the power of rebirth, at least he has no problem protecting himself. Yesterday, Chang Rui, the Chang family, asked her to trouble her, and she pinched her neck to beg for mercy."

Qiu Fa was surprised for a moment, then nodded, "Then add her."

"The director hasn't seen the young master of the Long family yet." The assistant started the car.

"Why do you want to meet?"

"That's a beauty, and it's as rare as you, 95% of the purity of abortion, and that group of people seem to be looking forward to her fighting you."

"Yes, it's something they can do, they can't do it themselves. Let the children do it." Qiu Fa leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to prepare for restoring his sleep.

Seeing that he was like this, the assistant stopped talking. The car became quiet and left the seaside highway and walked all the way.

...

Mei Yanlan returned a little late, and when she came back, she began to smell astringent and satisfying. It was easy to remind people whether she had taken something from her body besides giving her tonic soup to her stomach.

Jing Ying: "Teacher Mei, how are Mr. Xiao?"

Damn it, Jing Ying was a little worried about Xiao Cheng. This scumbag seemed weak, helpless and pitiful, under the mighty and powerful force of Mei Yanlan's bottomless pit, and she seemed weak, helpless and pitiful.

"Who do you think of me?" Mei Yanlan glanced at her and licked her lips. "It hasn't been repaired yet. Where can I get more stock for me? I just put the person on the office chair and kissed her for a while. I can't kill the duck to get eggs."

If you can't eat it for the time being, it will satisfy your cravings.

"You really have a good way to raise ducks." Jing Ying admired, "It's a pity that I'm not a seahorse or a succubus, otherwise I should really learn from the teacher."

Mei Yanlan was immediately amused and giggled, and said, "But you are a dragon clan."

What does Jing Ying mean when she didn't react?

Mei Yanlan still has the professional ethics, so she will not continue to talk to the students.

"You're so likable, come on, let's continue to class."

Jing Ying, who was half a beat slower:...Huh?

...

The excitement of Hujingzhou is the whole people pay attention to it and are scolding the perverted murderer.

The perverted murderer who came from the sky was also paying attention to this matter, and he rarely changed from the person involved to a melon-eating crowd.

Is it a fan who imitates him for committing crimes?

"Hehehehe..." He smiled strangely in the mirror. He took a picture hanging on the mirror and put it on his face. He quickly became another person.

Behind him was a wall covered with photos of dead people, each of which was a photo of the person he killed after death, some were poisoned, some were stabbed, and some were cut off their throats... all of which were his masterpieces.

These people showed a look of despair like a shocked and betrayed before their death, because at that time he was often playing the image of the person they were closest to and trusted the most.

It must be painful to be killed by someone you trust.

Like all perverted murderers, he also had an unfortunate childhood.

My mother is a control freak, my father is a useless alcoholic, and the two often fight. Because his IQ is as high as 180, my mother places her hope of moving away from scum into the top leaders of society on him, and is extremely strict with him and does not allow him to make friends to delay his study time. The classmates think he is a weirdo and laugh at him, and only my grandmother makes him feel the warmth.

However, when he was 11 years old, his grandmother passed away, which gave him a huge blow. Because of a chemical experiment, half of his face was ruined by strong corrosive gases, and more classmates called him a monster.

So he stopped going to school, but instead taught himself at home. He learned how to do fake muscles, how to do fake muscles, and began to imitate others.

He only has one standard for selecting prey, that is, to look at their children. He hates mocking his classmates at school. If he thinks that a child is not polite to him and makes him feel unpleasant, then a certain parent of the child will become his prey.

It must be the fault of your parents to be so uneducated, so you will lose one, feel the pain, and grow up again.

As for whether the child's parents have divorced or separated, etc., it is not within his consideration. Sometimes he doesn't even care about the age of this "child". Anyway, he just needs to have parents.

This impersonator is obviously the same as the police, and he has no idea about his prey selection rules, because the Ouyang couple has no children and is not within his hunting range.

However, it is also an interesting thing to see if he can successfully kill his prey.

...

As night fell, other staff members of the Ouyang family were temporarily dismissed, leaving only two maids responsible for cooking and simple cleaning. The police will also live in this house for a long time and provide personal protection for Mrs. Ouyang.

The Ouyang family is a major taxpayer in Hujingzhou and has a great impact on Hujingzhou's economy. Therefore, the government attaches great importance to it and will be on guard. The superiors' requirements should not be relaxed at all. I am afraid that even any entrance will be cautious until it is tested and confirmed that it is not poisonous.

At present, no one suspects that the death notice was not sent by a real killer, but someone's self-directed and acted by himself.

Mrs. Ouyang is still very calm, but no one thinks that she is like this, because this is her personality. She has always been calm and quiet since she was young, not happy with things or sad with herself, and not easily panic.

She is elegant, intellectual, brave, and dares to love and hate.

She still has time to go to the rooftop to water the vegetables she planted herself. This is also her special preference. Although there is such a large garden in the manor, she likes to grow vegetables on the balcony.

Therefore, there is no surveillance on the roof. This is a pure land and she doesn’t like being stared at by surveillance.

Mr. Ouyang came up with a pot of fruit tea. Seeing her bent down to water the water, the light suddenly flashed.

He slowly leaned towards her. The past came to his mind one by one, but it was not the beauty, but the one that made him feel humiliated. He didn't love this woman at all, just wanted her to die and make a place for his new love and children.

"Husband." When his hand was about to touch her back, Mrs. Ouyang suddenly spoke.

He froze and gently pressed his hands on her shoulders, "I'm here."

Forget it, don't be so rushing to do it. Anyway, there will be more opportunities in the days afterwards. But you can't delay it for too long. The little maid is too worried. If she doesn't solve the problem earlier, it will affect her baby care. That is his first child. I don't know if she will have it again in the future.

"Probably because life is threatened, I remembered a lot of things from the past today. At that time, you and your mother were kicked out of the house. In order to find a job, you hid in the phone booth to hide from the rain. In order to avoid paparazzi, I also got in. The phone booth was leaking, so you took off your coat, gathered on your head, and helped me hide the rain."

Mr. Ouyang thought of this past and his face softened a little. It was all the past of youth more than 30 years ago.

"I decided to recognize you later. My parents always disagree. I fought with them. You told me not to do so. If you can't let them recognize you, it would be your incompetence. So you try every means to prove your sincerity. Although they did not agree in the end, I still chose to marry you."

"After marriage, I took out all my savings, started a business with you, and helped you with your connections. I was so tired that my child fell out of the way and realized that I was pregnant. I was busy with work because I didn't have a good rest, so it was difficult to get pregnant again. You said that we don't need children, and your love for me will never change. Do you still remember?"

The smile on Mr. Ouyang's face gradually became a little stiff, and the corners of his mouth were tilted down, and those annoying unpleasant memories surged up again. Sure enough, she remembered the account clearly, and indeed she felt that he had everything he had today due to her, right!

"Of course I still remember, what's wrong with you? Wife? Don't worry, you will have nothing to do."

"I know." She said meaninglessly, staring at his face very carefully, as if she wanted to remember him forever: "Why did you say that killer stare at me?"

"I don't know, the police said that this pervert seems to have no rules in selecting prey. He may be targeted by any class, age, and gender."

"Is that so? I always feel strange. You said, is it possible that someone deliberately made a trick?"

"Discover the eye?" Some sweat appeared on Mr. Ouyang's forehead, his throat began to dry and hoarse, and he wanted to drink water.

Just as Mrs. Ouyang bent down and poured tea. She used to drink a few cups of fruit tea after dinner. The fruit tea was sour and sweet, which aided digestion and also quenched thirst.

He quickly reached out to take it. But Mrs. Ouyang moved the cup to the side, avoided his hand, and stared at her husband, "Yes, what do you think? Do you think someone in this room wanted to kill me and deliberately blamed the perverted killer?"

"No way? You are so nice and treat servants, who is so ungrateful?" Mr. Ouyang's heart beats very quickly and his throat becomes even more thirsty. When people feel guilty, they subconsciously want to drink water, so he pours a cup of fruit tea himself and pours it into his throat.

The taste is a bit strange.

Not long after, a sudden burst of burning pain came from the abdomen, and the things in the stomach mixed with blood gushed out uncontrollably...

With a scream, the tranquility in the manor was broken again. Police cars and ambulances rushed over.

The reporters who were squatting outside the manor hoped that there would be news were like sharks smelling blood. They followed the ambulance to the hospital and captured the scene of Mrs. Ouyang crying and crying.

...

Mei Yanlan's last tutoring was indeed the idea of ​​stuffing all her knowledge about the control of the power of rebirth into Jing Yan's mouth. At least when she left her house, Jing Yan, the dragon clan's rebirth, felt a little tired.

The weather is a bit stuffy, as if it is about to rain. This summer is not in full, half hot and half cold, which is boring.

Jing Ying opened the car window for breathability.

Qiu Fa pulled open his collar. Although he caught a lot of bluefin tuna when he was in the sea, one afternoon passed and his stomach was so hungry that he started to thunder. He wanted to go back to the canteen of Judgment to have dinner.

I knew I should have fished in the car.

"That's the Long family's car," said the assistant driving in front.

Qiu Fa raised his eyes casually and glanced at it, and saw the dragon-shaped badge next to the license plate. It was indeed the Long family's car.

The car was waiting for the red light, and the assistant drove the car forward and parked next to the Long family's car.

When he turned his head, he saw in the car next door, behind the open window, the girl was lowering her head and turning out a packaging bag from her bag, taking out a plum from it and putting it into her mouth. The sweet and sour taste bloomed on the taste buds, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. The wind blew a strand of her hair on her cheeks, and she was held behind her ears.

The red light turned to the green light, and the two cars started at the same time, and then quickly separated on the fork in front of them, one on the overpass and the other on the straight road.

At this time, on the other side, if Jing Ge turned his head, he could see Long Ling and Tang Qiaoqiao walking hand in hand among the lively crowd. They were buying new clothes and accessories to prepare for tomorrow's confession.

Jing Ying was looking at her phone. Just now, a new email came in from her phone.

No, not very new.

[Is it okay to send information about that pervert killer to me again? I can add money]
Chapter completed!