The cool girl wore opaque glasses and a muffled voice and asked, "Is there any gas?"

It's so cool and cool!

It would be perfect if you put on a locomotive again, and the clerk couldn't help but take a few more looks: "Yes." He glanced out, but didn't see the car, probably parked in the distance, "Do you want to fill it up for you?"

"No. She said, "Sell it to me." ”

“……”

This man isn't going to set fires, is he?

The clerk was frightened by his own speculation, and he thought he was cool and handsome just now, but now, take a closer look, the more he looks like a criminal, and quickly retreat to the mop in the back, as long as he writes that the criminal dares to hurt him, he will beat him with a mop: "Our store doesn't sell directly." ”

"It's not for sale. ”

The 'criminals' thought for a moment, and their tone was very serious and serious: "If you don't sell it, I'll burn your store." ”

Sure enough, it's a criminal!

Or at the level of terrorists!

The clerk said: "Sell, sell, sell." "Trembling and asking the 'terrorist', "How much do you want?"

'Terrorist': "Enough to burn down a three-story villa." ”

...... "Mom!

At about eight o'clock, a strong wind suddenly blew.

Tang Ying knocked on the door, and the people in the lounge said to enter.

She pushed the door in, but didn't see Zhou Qingrang, only the assistant Xiao Yuan was inside, she asked, "Is the senior brother gone?"

Xiao Yuan said: "I will leave as soon as I broadcast it." He still had Zhou Qingrang's mobile phone in his hand, "He left his mobile phone behind, and he didn't know who was looking for him, and the phone kept calling." ”

As he spoke, the bell rang again.

Xiao Yuan looked at the call, and it was still the same number just now: "It's calling again, there may be something urgent." ”

"You can take it. ”

Xiao Yuan answered the phone.

The other party was a girl, and called Zhou Qingrang: "Little uncle." ”

Little uncle?

Isn't Anchor Zhou unrelated and unreasonable?

"Hello, I'm Mr. Zhou's assistant. ”

"Hello, I'm Tang Xiang. ”

Xiao Yuan politely explained: "Teacher Zhou has already gone back, and the mobile phone has fallen on the radio, do you have anything urgent to find him?"

No wonder no one answered.

Tang Xiang also just knew that the relationship between Zhou Xufang and Zhou Qingmeng, the first thing that came to mind was Zhou Qingrang, who was sad for Zhou Xufang, but also happy for Zhou Qingrang.

He is alone, and it would be nice to have a relative.

"If I see him, can you ask him to call me back?"

Xiao Yuan said, "Okay. ”

Tang thought, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome. ”

Outside, the wind was blowing, and I didn't know if it was going to rain.

Jiang Zhi's phone rang, it was the takeaway that arrived, he ended the video conference, came out of the study, and saw Zhou Xufang in the living room.

The bedroom is also lit up.

"Xu Fang. ”

"Xu Fang. ”

No one answered, and he searched around the room, but he didn't see her.

She was not at home, she was still sitting on the sofa watching the drama fifteen minutes ago, but at this time, she was nowhere to be found, and on weekdays, she would definitely tell him when she went out, even if she had temporary errands, she would report to him in advance.

Jiang Ori dialed her phone, turned off the phone, and couldn't even get through to the number she usually uses to carry out tasks.

He called Fang Ideal.

"Director Jiang. The big director called in person, and Fang Li was very flattered.

Could it be that you want to add drama to her?

"Is my girlfriend with you?"

“……”

I was looking for a girlfriend.

It's really impossible to leave for a moment, Fang Li said, "No." ”

Jiang Zhi said, 'Excuse me', then hung up the phone and called Qiao Nanchu again.

"Isn't your girlfriend?"

Looking for Wen Poplar's.

Qiao Nanchu: "We don't live together?"

Jiang Zhi was not interested in knowing if they were living together: "Are you here?"

Qiao Nanchu licked his teeth: "...... At. "He just happened to come over once, and he didn't live together!

Jiang Zhi's tone was a little anxious: "Ask her, did Zhou Xufang look for her." ”

"Okay, you, you've found me when you're looking for a girlfriend. ”

Jiang Zhi didn't have time to talk to him, and hung up the phone directly.

After a while, Wen Baiyang sent an email, using the mailbox of Frostfall: "Twenty minutes ago, Xu Fang asked me to help her hack the monitoring of Xiangming Road. ”

Xiangming Road is the main road to Locke's house.

Locke.

At the door of the study, someone came to pass the word: "Chairman, Mr. Zhou is here." ”

Luo Huaiyu put his business aside: "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Zhou Qingrang was on crutches, walking very slowly.

Luo Huaiyu glanced up at him and instructed the servant: "Go and make a pot of tea." ”

"No, I don't. ”

His voice was not at all as warm as when he usually broadcast the news, he was cold and clear, and said to the servant of the Luo family: "Please go out for a while." ”

The servant glanced at Luo Huaiyu, then withdrew and brought the door.

Luo Huaiyu sat on a solid wooden chair, with the cane of the dragon's head at hand, and there were many age spots on the back of his hand: "You came to me because of your sister?"

If it weren't for Zhou Qingmeng, he wouldn't have entered the door of the Luo family again.

He stepped forward, his right leg had an old disease, his left leg was wearing a prosthetic, and he walked with a limp: "Is Luo San my sister's child?"

Luo Huaiyu's face changed instantly: "Who told you?"

He didn't answer, his eyes pressed, and he asked again, "Is it?"

This matter, apart from the Luo family, only one person knows.

"Did you go to see He Xiangxiu?"

Zhou Qingrang replied: "Yes." ”

Luo Huaiyu couldn't argue and admitted: "She is indeed from Qingmeng." His expression was calm, and he didn't panic at all, "Because I am Qingmeng's child, I raised it in the Luo family, otherwise, I would not have adopted an adopted son with a disability." ”

It's like a great act of kindness.

Zhou Qingrang stepped forward with a limp, and his empty and cold eyes on weekdays were as bright as sharp blades shining with knife light: "Eight years ago, your granddaughter set fire and your son killed someone, do you know it?"

He's looking into it as well.

Luo Huaiyu didn't answer positively, and said without changing his face: "The case is still being heard, what is the truth, it's too early to make a conclusion." ”

And quibble.

Zhou Qingrang sneered: "The Luo family's every move is all under your nose, how can you not know." ”

Luo San will be burned to death, it is his acquiescence, and even more than that.

"Qingrang—"

Zhou Qingrang interrupted him: "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

As soon as the words were thrown to the ground, there was a sudden bang and a loud bang outside the room.

Then someone shouted: "It's on fire, it's on fire!"

There was also Xu Yunci's voice, hurriedly shouting: "Yinghe!"

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

"It's on fire, Ying and you come down!"

There was another bang, what should have been the kitchen exploded, and there was chaos outside, and the master and servants of the Locke family were fleeing, running out in a hurry.

Soon smoke drifted into the study through the crack in the door, and all the wires on the wall were burning, crackling, and there was no light in the room, but there was fire shining bright, and it was still as bright as day.

Zhou Qingrang looked at the flames rising higher and higher outside the glass window, and smiled: "Luo Huaiyu, your retribution is coming." ”

Luo Huaiyu immediately got up on crutches.

Zhou Qing took a step ahead of him and locked the door.

Luo Huaiyu was shocked: "What are you going to do?"

His eyes were scorching, and a large piece of fire was reflected in his eyes: "Twenty-three years, I have lived for twenty-three years with this breath, just waiting for your Luo family's retribution, Luo Changde is finished, Luo Qinghe is also finished." He looked at Luo Huaiyu, "You're the only one left." ”

and he shall perish together......

Luo Huaiyu walked quickly to the door on crutches, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

He didn't take a step back, he resolutely blocked the door with his back: "My sister is gone, Luo San is also dead, my body can't last long anyway, you can die with me." ”

He didn't want to live, he didn't want to live fourteen years ago.

It doesn't matter if he dies, go underground to find his sister, his sister is timid, afraid of many things, no one is with her, she will be afraid.

"You're crazy!"

Luo Huaiyu was completely confused.

"Yes, crazy. His hand on the doorknob was burned red, very thin, and his bones were distinct, "Eight years ago, I should have gone crazy, I should have carried a knife, and I should have killed all of your Luo family, so that at least Luo San would still live." ”

This man, don't die.

Luo Huaiyu shouted outside the door: "Old Qi!"

"Open the door!"

"Lao Qi!"

Outside the glass windows, the flames were in the sky, the smoke was everywhere, the doors were closed, and the temperature was rising higher and higher.

Zhou Qingrang limped forward, and the crutches in his hand pointed at Luo Huaiyu.

"Zhou Qingrang!"

His eyes were empty, and there was only a desperate determination in it: "You go down there and apologize to my sister." ”

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The benefits have already been sent to the genuine group, five or six thousand words, and there is no one left.

Brother Weaver is full, and I feel hollowed out......