"What are you doing?!" Shilan roared in amazement.

"If you don't want to be watched, don't scream!" He was like a demon who killed without blinking, and the chill in his eyes was enough to kill any beast.

After a short time, Shilan was dragged into the evil sports car, and a few residents on the side of the road saw it, but when they saw that it was a rich man, they stopped and did not dare to step forward to stop it.

Ming Shao sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the dazzling dark green Jaguar disappeared in an instant.

Shilan grabbed the handle vigilantly, her head still unconsciously threw herself into the windshield, damn it, his head almost broke and bled out, the car drove so fast, he didn't even have time to fasten his seat belt.

"Hey! Where are you taking me? She roared angrily.

His cold eyes looked straight ahead, his hand grasped the steering wheel, due to the force, the blood vessels in his hands were exposed, and suddenly hit the steering wheel, a truck brushed with it, and almost had a close kiss, which scared Shi Lanxin to her throat.

She touched her frightened little heart and tried her best to soothe her uneasy heart, "Hey, no matter where you go, can you drive slower, this is on the street, not on the racetrack." ”

However, her shouting did not help at all, the speed of the car did not decrease in the slightest, and finally the highway to the suburbs eased Shilan's heart a little, at least there were fewer cars here.

The car was speeding on the shiny road like the wind, and the two rows of trees flashed by, and she had never been in such a fast car.

At the end, the dazzling dark green Jaguar stopped in front of a cemetery, where the green mountains and green waters are hidden, the feng shui is excellent, and the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere is also a little calmer.

After Ming Shao got out of the car, the old man who was looking at the tomb nodded at him, and then stepped forward and handed him a bouquet of flowers, which seemed to have crossed paths. Shi Lan followed behind with a shrunken voice, although it was broad daylight, but it was still scary to enter the cemetery.

Ming Shao bypassed several graves, and finally stopped his heavy steps in front of a majestic, golden grave.

Shi Lan glanced sideways, the man on the tombstone was very young, estimated to be only in his twenties, and a few big characters engraved next to it really scared her, "The tomb of Naxing, the second son of the Ming family", this is his younger brother? Shilan froze there in despair.

Why was her eyes full of astonishment and sadness, and the enemy was lying there coldly, and she should be happy with reason, why couldn't she see a hint of joy in her eyes? Ming Shao took advantage of the time to release the flowers, and the side light secretly glanced at her behind her.

"Come up and bow!" He gave the order abruptly and coldly.

"Me?" Shilan looked at him in surprise, wanting to make sure if his ears had heard it wrong, but he didn't speak again, but stood aside indifferently.

She knew very well in her heart that he never liked to repeat the words, and he didn't want to worry about anything with him, after all, it was right to bow in front of the dead, whether the deceased was his own relatives or not, that was a kind of respect.

She stepped forward slowly, bowed deeply three times to the sunny smiling face on the tombstone, and kept regretting in her heart, why was it gone at such a young age?

Her every move and even every expression was all under Ming Shao's eyes, in her, he did not find the slightest material similar to that of a female spy, and even more sincerity and kindness, he took a big step in chagrin, and walked straight towards an empty lawn, trying to find a trace of relief stress relief from there.