Xiao Qiong returned to the Shencheng city area, feeling that she was really sleepy and needed to rest urgently. Mo Wei directly brought Xiao Qiong and his party to the Phoenix Mountain villa area.

When Mo Mei heard the news, she had already ordered Aunt Chen to clean up inside and out, and sat at home waiting for Xiao Qiong's arrival. Mo Mei and Dai Xiaoxiao met for the first time, her eyes widened, and she praised Brother Xiao Qiong for being blessed and marrying a beautiful and temperamental wife, and then looked at Dai Xiaoxiao with strange eyes, her face was full of incredulity, and asked, "Won't it?" Are you the legendary woman who subdued the gangsters? ”

Ling Xiaoyun saw Mo Mei's incredible expression and said with a smile: "Xiaomei, there are still many impossible things. Your eldest brother Xiao Qiong was hidden by Yang Yunhe, and he was found by Xiaoxiao's divination. In the beginning, the search and rescue team searched overwhelmingly, but the results were very small. Our Ms. Xiaoxiao pushed a Qimen Dunjia game, and quickly locked the target. ”

Mo Wei said, "Okay. Stop blowing. Let's let our Master Xiao rest early. Xiaoxiao also sleeps. She's tired too. ”

Actually, everyone is tired. Since learning that Xiao Qiong was kidnapped, no one involved can rest their minds, and they are all busy and worried about Xiao Qiong's affairs. Fortunately, Yang Yunhe did not kill the killer, otherwise, I am afraid that at this time, I am afraid that there will be mourning all over the field, and the cry will shake the sky.

In this sense, Yang Yunhe is not heinous.

Mo Mei settled these guests who had not slept all night, and personally cooked a large pot of ginseng and black chicken soup. Let these people who have been seriously injured wake up and replenish their qi and blood. Seeing that Mo Mei was busy, Mo Wei was full of relief, and it seemed that the brainwashing technique of the Tibetan sect was not invincible. Over time, psychologically assisted therapy. Mo Mei and Martha have both come out of the shadow of the Tibetan sect. There were many more disciples. Successively going to society. Return to normal life.

Xiao Qiong slept until sunset. Mo Wei hasn't gotten off work yet. Ling Xiaoyun, Chen Long and Dai Xiaoxiao were sitting around the restaurant drinking chicken soup, and they were all amazed by Mo Mei's cooking skills.

After resting for a few hours, Xiao Qiong's body recovered and became refreshed.

Xiao Qiong went down the stairs and stairs, and muttered, "Yo ho, don't call me if you have chicken soup to drink." ”

Mo Mei took the initiative to greet her, brought a large pot of chicken soup, and said, "Brother Xiao Qiong." Don't worry, my little sister will help you keep it. ”

Xiao Qiong took a look, and sure enough, this big pot of chicken soup was golden brown, with layers of oil beads floating on the surface, and the aroma was rushing, which made Xiao Qiong drool. Ling Xiaoyun said again that Mo Mei was eccentric, and it turned out that she had already left the good things for Xiao Qiong.

Mo Mei's face was flushed. Embarrassed: "Don't talk nonsense. Mrs. Xiao and the others will pull their mouths. It caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

After drinking a large bowl of chicken soup, Xiao Qiong's spirit was even more energetic. Mo Mei's phone rang. It turned out that Mo Wei called and asked Xiao Qiong if she got up. Xiao Qiong took the phone and heard Mo Wei's voice: "Brother Xiao, can you go to the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau." Fifteen minutes later, I'll be waiting for you there. ”

Needless to say, it's for Yang Yunhe. Since his debut, Yang Yunhe has been the first and most powerful opponent Xiao Qiong has encountered, and it is certainly worth meeting him for a while.

Yang Yunhe has been sitting on the chair in the iron fence for nearly 10 hours, and the police officers involved in the interrogation have been rotated to the third batch. Mo Wei also came to the front from behind the scenes. Zhou Bin saw Mo Wei appear with Xiao Qiong, and immediately greeted him.

Zhou Bin took away two policemen and let Xiao Qiong and Mo Wei sit in the presiding judge. Yang Yunhe still drooped his head, looking like he didn't eat oil and salt. Xiao Qiong silently used the mind reading technique and found that Yang Yunhe's heart was very anxious: he was waiting for someone!

Mo Wei said coldly: "Yang Yunhe, raise your head and take a look." ”

Yang Yunhe probably heard the unfamiliar voice, and felt that the taste had changed, and it was a little fresh, so he tried to raise his head and saw Xiao Qiong looking at him with a smile. Although he was already exhausted, Yang Yunhe still burst out of anger from his heart and roared: "Your mother, Lao Tzu should really kill you!" Let that stinky woman be a widow. ”

This was Yang Yunhe's most positive answer after sitting in the interrogation room. The police are all novelties. It seems that hatred can be spoken. Xiao Qiongpi looked at Yang Yunhe with a smile, imitated the tone of a certain great man and said, "Brother Yang, the successful person is not blamed. You too. I wonder if you have received a lot of flowers and applause when you fought bloodily outside the country and killed countless enemies. Why would you choose to be the enemy of the people? To put it bluntly, self-interest! For your father's bullshit will, he didn't hesitate to kill people. Think about it, if my wife wanted your life, would you still be able to sit here and gasp? She used the less toxic Soul Breaker, and if she had taken three steps, you would have been a dead corpse lying in the cold morgue by now. And you, not only are you not grateful, but you are still full of hatred. I don't think you're a man. ”

Xiao Qiong's words made Yang Yunhe feel at a loss, and even more humiliated, and scolded: "You are not a man!" If I hadn't been poisoned by that woman, I'd have-"

When Yang Yunhe said this, he stopped and stopped! Xiao Qiong accurately "translated" his inner thoughts. He is going to go abroad with the Kowloon gold bottle, exchange this treasure for 10 million euros, and then hide in a corner of the earth and live a rich and leisurely life.

"Yang Yunhe, there is a question you need to figure out. The Kowloon Golden Bottle belonged to the state, not Yang Laosi's private. Therefore, if you want to sell it out of the country, you are guilty of killing your head. You say, you don't have a head, what's the use of asking for so much money? Wang Tianxing has enough money, do you know where he is now? Dead, go to the west! ”

A few days ago, Yang Yunhe received a call from Ah Fu, saying that the Great Sect Master had sent Ah Fu to continue to develop the Tibetan sect in Suicheng and raise more funds. How can it be said that death is death? Want to scam me?

Yang Yunhe asked in a daze, "What did you say?" My cousin is dead? ”

Wang Tianxing's death was predicted by Xiao Qiong through divination. The cause of death is not known. And Yang Yunhe obviously didn't know anything about this change. Therefore, Li Mingfu can "falsely pass on the holy decree" and continue to let Yang Yunhe obey the orders of the Tibetan sect.

Xiao Qiong continued: "Yang Yunhe, your cousin is indeed dead. Trust me on that. The Tibetan sect should now fall into the hands of the great butler Ah Fu. Believe it or not. ”

After hearing this, Yang Yunhe lowered his head again, and was doing a fierce ideological struggle in his heart: No, this ghost place, Lao Tzu has to find a way to get out! The property in the hands of my cousin must not fall into the hands of outsiders. Li Mingfu is just a housekeeper, what qualifications does he have to dispose of his cousin's property?

Thinking of this, Yang Yunhe raised his head, pretended to be very afraid, and said, "Report to the government, if I have meritorious service, can I get leniency?" ”

All of Yang Yunhe's mental activities were accurately captured by Xiao Qiong. This little Jiujiu, where can he escape Xiao Qiong's eyes. Xiao Qiong looked at Mo Wei and motioned for him to answer.

Mo Wei's face was full of majesty, and his aura was so powerful that he was not angry. Yang Yunhe's heart

The state of mind is changing, and he will not be ambiguous, and he will say unhurriedly: "It depends on what kind of merit you have made? Is it useful to us? ”

Yang Yunhe's emotions became a little excited, and he shouted, "I'll help you arrest an important member of the Tibetan Sect, and you let me out." Is this trade fair? (To be continued.) )