The painted skin who disguises herself as Xiang Feng smiles with a sarcastic smile.
Qiao Yaya spreads on the bed like a meat mountain.
The small fist as big as a casserole smashed the painted ghost, "I have also found several boyfriends. I don't know how big an Asian man is... Hiss!!!"
The sound of miserable sound gradually came.
I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and I hear birds singing everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers fall.
It's dawn.
Painted skin sneakily ran out of the hotel and got into the car, her legs swaying.
"Boss! The task you assigned to me has been successfully completed!"
Wang Hanjiang Xin looked at the painted ghost with skepticism, "Is it true or false?"
"Really! If you don't believe it, go in and take a look now!" The ghost of the painted skin lowered his head and pretended to take off his makeup, feeling a little guilty when he spoke.
Wang Han rubbed his face again and turned into Xiang Feng's appearance and entered the hotel.
The ghost of the painting looked at Wang Han enviously. She wanted to disguise herself as a technical method. Wang Han purely controlled the muscles and even bones of her face. As long as it was not too different, Wang Han could become
Probably what it looks like.
Push the door and enter.
In the room, snoring sounded like thunder.
Qiao Yaya lay there on her back and slept soundly, sweating all over the bed sheets.
Wang Han sat on the side and lit a cigarette.
When he turned around, he accidentally pulled the ashtray to the ground. Wang Han quickly pressed the ashtray to prevent the sound from coming out. He glanced at Qiao Yaya and found that Qiao Yaya was sleeping very hard.
Wang Han cleared his throat, and Qiao Yaya had no intention of waking up.
The snoring sounded loudly.
Qiao Yaya turned sideways and scratched her back.
Wang Han, who was thinking about things, inadvertently raised his head and looked at Qiao Yaya.
suddenly.
Wang Han rubbed his eyes and leaned forward.
His face turned dark immediately.
I saw a line of words on Qiao Yaya’s back.
Xiang Feng is here for a trip!
Wang Han scratched his ears and heads and wiped them with water, but found that he couldn't even wipe them off.
Looking back on the expression of the painted ghost just now, Wang Han’s face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and this little girl could make it look sexy every time.
....
"master!"
The family.
The butler hurriedly ran in from outside, holding a cell phone in his hand.
Lao Hongpeng wiped a bronze sword, raised his eyelids and glanced at the butler, "What's the matter? Can't you see that I'm thinking about it?"
The butler hurriedly handed over a cell phone, "Master, look at this!"
Lao Hongpeng slowly wiped the sword and glanced at his phone.
"What?"
"Young Master Xiao Ming... is dead!"
Lao Hongpeng's movement of wiping the sword suddenly stopped and he picked up the cell phone on the table.
When I saw Lao Mingming being forced to jump down from a tall building.
A sword split the desk in front of you into two!
"Who did it? Even the people from our Lao family dared to kill them?"
The butler paused, "Qiao family!"
Lao Hongpeng was stunned for a moment, turned around and stared at the butler quietly.
"What did you say?"
"I checked it, it was indeed the people from the Qiao family who killed Young Master Xiao Ming."
Lao Hongpeng's face turned pale, "Qiao family!!! Today he, Qiao Fengchun, won't give me a satisfactory reply! I will fight to the end with him!"
The housekeeper chased after Lao Hongpeng's butt, "Master, things may be a bit complicated! Listen to me first!"
Lao Hongpeng glanced at the butler and tried hard to calm himself down, "Say!"
"It was Young Master Xiao Ming who ran to the piece of land that Qiao's family fought with us last time, setting fire to many other people's materials and killing many people."
Lao Hongpeng jumped and turned around and looked at the butler.
"What did you say?"
The butler repeated the words just now.
Lao Hongpeng held the sword tightly with his five fingers.
I didn't know where to send my anger in my stomach for a moment.
I brushed the trees in the yard with a few swords, and the trees were cut off on the spot.
"Master, the Qiao family must have heard the news now."
Lao Hongpeng was holding a sword and scratched his eyebrows with his little finger.
"Why did this idiot go to Qiao's territory to do such a brainless thing?"
"Young Master Xiao Ming was beaten by the man named Xiang Feng before, and he felt that he had lost face. In addition, we had never snatched the territory with the Qiao family last time. I drank some more wine yesterday and got the upper hand."
Lao Hongpeng gritted his teeth in anger, "This idiot, is this the hell? This is no big picture at all! This idiot!!!"
"Master, Qiao Fengchun has not made any noise yet. Could he be ready to hold back, right?"
Lao Hongpeng snorted and laughed, "Hold on it? I'm so bullshit! Look, Qiao Fengchun is just waiting for me to come! After all, we are in the wrong! Qiao Fengchun is afraid that this trip will bite our Lao family a big bite.
!
This idiot! It’s really not enough to make a mistake! Give me a notice below and everyone will have to report when going out in the past two days! If anyone dares to do a little thing that crosses the line, family law will serve you!"
"Yes! Then you now..."
Lao Hongpeng threw the sword aside, "Prepare to go to Qiao's house!"
"If Qiao Fengchun wants to take advantage of the situation..."
Lao Hongpeng sneered, "Don't forget, our people are dead, he, Qiao Fengchun, must have a degree, alas? Where is the obvious corpse?"
"The body has not come back yet!"
Lao Hongpeng sneered and said, "This is holding the body, waiting for us! Let's go!"
....
Qiao Fengchun opened her eyes.
A sound came from the darkness.
"I found out clearly that it was Lao Mingming from the Lao family who was on fire and wanted to take revenge on purpose."
Qiao Fengchun poured himself a cup of tea and held it.
"Revenge? I know this labor, and I have some impression. Although it is a bit brave, I won't be too stupid to do it and provoke things like our Qiao family! There is something else behind this."
"What do you mean is Lao Hongpeng's instruction?"
Qiao Fengchun shook his head, "Impossible, Lao Hongpeng just sat on the seat of Xiao Taibao, and his butt was not warmed up yet. He wouldn't be so brainless when doing things now."
"Then this is...instructed by others? Is this a grudge with the Lao family and want to use our knife to kill people?"
Qiao Fengchun looked straight ahead.
"Or, it's just that this labor is clearly brainless.
Or, someone just interferes with it and wants to fight the Qiao family and the Lao family."
A voice came from the dark, "If the Lao family and the Qiao family fight, who is the biggest profiter? Will Shanhe have several other companies?"
Qiao Fengchun put down the teacup with a smile.
"Why haven't you seen Yaya these two days?"
"Miss and Xiang Feng have been out for the past two days."
"Why didn't Yaya come back tonight?"
The voice in the dark was silent.
Qiao Fengchun tilted his head, "Hmm? I'm asking you!"
"Miss...she..."
Qiao Fengchun picked up the teapot and poured tea, "If you have something to say!"
"Miss and Xiang Feng are going to check in the room!"
Qiao Fengchun's hands trembled.
The hot tea poured on his legs and quickly patted him.
"Are you kidding me?"
"I hope this is a joke too! But... I asked someone to go to the next door of the lady's room and listened secretly. The lady seemed to be having fun and her voice was hoarse."
Qiao Fengchun put down the teapot, "There is no need to tell me the details!"
Frowning frowned, Qiao Fengchun paused, "Find a chance to let the psychologist I met last time come and take a look."
"What do you see?"
"See if this person named Xiang Feng has any cognitive impairment!"
"Master, the lady is your own daughter after all, how can you say that to the lady?"
Qiao Fengchun held a teacup, "People must be more awake! Lao Mei, why don't I introduce Yaya to your son? Let's be the in-laws?"
"I'll go and ask a psychologist to come and have a look tomorrow!"
Qiao Fengchun rubbed the teacup with his fingertips, "Who is this trying to plot against me, Mr. Qiao?"
"Master, what should we do now?"
"Wait! Lao Hongpeng will definitely come! He has to give me an explanation for this!"
"Yes! Then let's settle the matter?" Lao Mei asked in the secret.
Qiao Fengchun crossed his hands and placed them on his lower abdomen, "Remember to return the body of Lao Mingming to the Lao family. Before seeing the body, Lao Hongpeng would definitely pretend to be yelling at me and pretend to be majestic."
....
Wang Han suddenly sat up, picked up his phone and sent a message.
"Old Zhu, I forgot to do something just now. You can go and do it now!"