The otherwise extremely quiet funeral reception hall was noisy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the workers of these civilian institutions working in the funeral home office were dumbfounded, after all, the daily life of their profession is just sitting in the office to go through the formalities, seeing the simple work of taking the urn from the list, when do they need to fight and kill like this.

Everyone had never seen this kind of battle, and they were all running around as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. If you want to escape from this room, you will be carried back by Luo Qi's majestic foreign bodyguards like carrying chickens. Their behavior is obvious, they just want to help Luo Qi relieve his anger, and in addition, they don't care whether others live or die.

In the small office, it seems to have become Luo Qi's battlefield, and her anger seems to penetrate this gloomy house, almost wanting to burn away this relatively calm surroundings.

Anger, she's a solid rage. In addition, there are also unwillingness and pain, the pain of losing his mother, and the deep hatred of blood, these originally cruel things rendered all of Luo Qi's body and mind like splashing ink at a certain moment. Because she could never imagine the last time she saw her mother was this old wooden urn.

Perhaps before this moment, her blood was still red and hot, but when she saw her mother's humiliating urn, her blood was completely black.

"I won't let you go! I'm going to kill you all! ”

Luo Qi roared angrily as she chased after the two staff members who were scurrying around, her eyes were red, but her cheeks were white, and her whole person seemed to have lost her heart and gone crazy after being hit by a demonic barrier.

Although it was not convenient for Luo Qi to act, under the trend of anger, the whole person seemed to be infused by an inexplicable force, and the swollen severed limbs were obviously much more flexible than before, waving crutches like crazy, looking for an outlet to vent.

Just when Luo Qi was in a hot mood and wanted to be the enemy of the whole world, a series of unhurried but exceptionally crisp footsteps came from outside the door.

"Tut-tut...... Sister, which one is this performing? It's so lively. ”

Luo Shan's voice was like an alarm in Luo Qi's mind, and the moment he heard Luo Shan's voice, Luo Qi stopped as if he had been clicked, put down his crutches, stood firm, and stared at Luo Shan's face.

But there was only one day, and on this day, Luo Shan seemed to have become different from before. She redid her hair, and her long straight black hair had now been trimmed into big waves of tan, and Luo Shan, who was used to wearing denim shorts and sweatshirts, was gone, replaced by a woman wearing a black tight long skirt and stepping on ten-centimeter high heels, with an excessively bewitching figure.

Luo Shan gently patted the shoulders of the two bodyguards blocking the door, and walked in unhurriedly. She took off her sunglasses, revealing her delicate face with a little powder, and her expression was even more cunning, which made Luo Qi angry.

"Why doesn't my sister speak, don't you know my sister?"

"Shut up! Little, who's your sister! ”

Luo Qi was still glaring at Luo Shan angrily, and the staff who were originally chased and beaten by her seemed to have found a chance to escape, as if they had found a chance to escape, as if they had no trace, and moved behind Luo Shan in a whisper.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this new woman is a more powerful figure than the lame one.

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