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"It's considered an extra reward, I'll tell you another news."

Qin Lang looked at Chen Ziqi's mouth and said, "The nine wells that place your aunt's body are not as simple as you think. They are a means of suppressing the wronged souls. They are considered a kind of self-comfort for living people, worried that they will be entangled with the wronged souls."

Chen Ziqi's face turned pale. Thinking of his alive uncle, he was probably the crazy mastermind behind the scenes.

Not to mention the aunt who killed her, she even wanted to suppress her soul?!

Not to mention whether a person has soul or not, this cruelty has already made Chen Ziqi feel a little chilled on his back.

"You want me to kill him now?" Chen Ziqi gritted her teeth and glared at each other.

Qin Lang shook his head, "What does it have to do with me if you kill him or not? I'm just very upset that guy named Chen Ping'an."

"This matter has something to do with Chen Ping'an again?" Chen Ziqi frowned, "Do you want me to deal with Chen Ping'an?"

Qin Lang rolled his eyes.

I have to say that Chen Ziqi did think of the idea, but how could he admit it?

He just sneered, "Did you overestimate your abilities? Who do I want to deal with, and I still need your help?

Remember m in one second.

I won’t talk about the extra things, I’m tired, you can leave.”

Chen Ziqi left, and grief and bitterness coexisted.

She never expected that the case she had pursued for so many years would be like this in the end!

Investigation, of course, requires investigation!

But isn’t the biggest evidence that my uncle is still alive?

At the same time, a seed was planted by Qin Lang and her hatred for the nine wells.

As long as she questioned Chen Ping'an, she would definitely be able to get involved with these nine wells.

After all, this thing was originally arranged by Chen Ping'an's master. In the original work, it was to cause entanglement between Chen Ziqi and the Blood Mandala and Chen Ping'an.

As for now?

Hehe... these sisters have washed his legs, so how can they still have any connection with Chen Ping'an?

All that remains is the strong murderous intent!

After Chen Ziqi drove away, Qin Lang walked upstairs and said to himself with some displeasure, "When are you going to eavesdrop on?"

As soon as he walked into the bedroom, the blood-colored mandala followed him in.

This female killer, who is ranked among the top three in the killer list, is unique in her body. Even an experienced policewoman like Chen Ziqi, cannot detect it.

But unfortunately, it is useless in front of Qin Lang.

What I said just now meant to deliberately say it to the Blood-colored Mandala.

If Chen Ziqi breaks up with Chen Ping'an alone, why not bring the blood-colored mandala with you?

Who made the person who was suppressed her biological mother?!

"Wireless Red Rope" skill is activated.

Qin Lang took the opportunity to hang the blood-colored mandala in the air, letting her head face the wall, and he lies on the bed, holding a slingshot in one hand and a black marble in the other.

But don’t underestimate these marbles, they are all specially made!

Customized for the Blood Mandala, it not only has a weak lethality, but also produces some stickiness and short-term (vibration) when it comes into contact with people.

Of course, this (vibration) is only for a short period of time. If it exceeds a certain time limit, it will lose its (sticky) nature and fall.

Whoosh!

A marble ejected out at a rapid speed, and it was targeted and touched.

Buzzing!

Hiss...

The blood-colored mandala was trembling, his scalp became numb, his brain was blank, and the hatred that he had in his heart was diluted a lot at this moment.

This...is the takeoff level?!

Click!

The marble fell to the ground after a certain time limit.

The blood-colored mandala seemed to have some strange feeling in her heart. When it was about to rise, it suddenly broke and was still fading rapidly, and she suddenly became bad.

"Gyro, you are so brave. You dare to eavesdrop in front of me?

Do you think the Planet Cup is not delicious or do medical equipment have no batteries?”

Blood-colored mandala gritted his teeth, "Qin Lang, what you told my sister is true? I...he is still alive?"

I don’t know why, but I could clearly rely on my strength to face Qin Lang, but she still faced the wall, without any intention of turning around, just asked coldly.

Whoosh!

Another marble shot out, and he was targeting again, different from the last time, one left and one right.

Buzzing!

Click!

When the marbles fell, the sound made became more dull, as if it had entered water?

"Did you not figure it out? Are you qualified to ask me these questions now?"

Qin Lang was a little unhappy and kept using his slingshot to eject several marbles.

The blood-colored mandala was slapped and kept opening her mouth, but she couldn't say anything.

Those charming eyes filled with charming charm as if they were in the peach blossoms of ten miles.

One minute,

Two minutes,

Three minutes.

The marbles that were shot fell one after another, and the blood-colored mandala couldn't help but speak, "Qin Lang, I won't let you go. Sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands!"

"If you have the ability, kill me now, kill me!"

"You king egg!..."

The angry curses and roars were intertwined.

Those who don’t know thought there was a deep hatred inside, but in fact, Qin Lang had already known it.

Suddenly, I was scolding so fiercely?

Something is wrong?

As if it was eager to arouse his anger?

Why?

Qin Lang held the marbles in his hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. It seemed that the blood-colored mandala was already used to being treated.

If you don’t have treatment for a day, I’m afraid you will feel uncomfortable all over!

Especially when it comes to treatment, suddenly giving up halfway is enough to anger him to look like he is now.

I believe that the treatment has been rewarded so much recently!

However, he also knows how to grasp a degree. He cannot force him too much, nor can he let him relax too much.

Just when the blood-colored mandala is about to be defeated by reason.

A buzzing sound rang again.

The medical equipment for batteries was put in handy.

More than an hour later...

Blood-colored mandala took a deep breath, staring at Qin Lang with his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth, "I wish I could eat your meat!"

Ah this...

It was quite suddenly!

Qin Lang felt that the blood-colored mandala he had teased had been long enough, so he should meet one of his requirements, right?

Since she has asked, let's reluctantly agree to her.

Qin Lang pulled the red rope, adjusted the height slightly, and then thoughtfully replaced the (wet) clothes of the blood-colored mandala.

He was kind-hearted and took the initiative to come forward and let the blood-colored mandala realize his wish.
Chapter completed!