The golden pistol, in the dull and oppressive space, flashed with a dazzling cold light.

Chen Bihua looked at the muzzle of the black hole, and the whole person was paralyzed to the ground, as if every hair on his body stood up.

Frightened and frightened, he looked at his cold and cold eyes without a trace of emotion, and said, "Even if you point a gun at me, I won't tell you where Jasmine is...... Absolutely not. ”

Liang Bo Bing's eyes narrowed, the corners of his delicate mouth hooked an indifferent arc, and he stretched out his hand and pulled the collar of the black shirt on his body.

Two gold-plated clasps fell silently.

On the side, Liang Yi smiled indifferently, his slender legs, elegantly folded, playing with his mobile phone in one hand, waiting for the next good show.

Liang Bo moved his body, and the cold muzzle of the gun quickly imprinted Chen Bihua's eyebrows.

Chen Bihua gasped, looked at Liang Bo, and said, "Liang Bo, do you really want to kill me." You see, I'm different from the nobodies who died at your hands before. ”

"No, you're all the same, if you don't say something different, it may be that you owe a little more than they do." Ou Xiang North Road.

Cool and silent, the hand on the trigger was violently forced......

"Bang ......" Chen Bihua fell to the ground in response, and light red liquid gushed out from the center of her eyebrows......

Bright and piercing blood, staining the snow-white carpet red.

In the ornate baroque space, a strong smell of blood spreads silently.

Snorted coldly, threw the pistol aside, bent down and pulled out a wet tissue on the coffee table, and wiped his hands.

Then, he calmly threw the wet tissue on Chen Bihua's still warm corpse, and said, "To the north." ”

"Huh?" Ou Xiangbei stared at Chen Bihua's hideous miserable situation under his feet and asked.

Coolness and Ou Xiangbei gasped at the same time, silently looking at Chen Bihua's hideous death.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone "Dudu ......" pierced the silent atmosphere and interrupted what Liang Bo wanted to say.

Liang Bo slowly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and answered a call from his secretary Mandy.

"President, I checked the entry and exit records at the airport, and Joe Jasmine went to Japan"

"Send me more people immediately, and be sure to find her for me......" Liang Bo frowned, moved two perfect thin lips, and his eyes were fierce.

After that, Liang Bo hung up the phone, looked at Ou Xiangbei and said, "Deal with her for me immediately." Also, when he released his wind to the outside world, it was said that Chen Bihua went abroad for recuperation due to physical reasons. ”

"I know ......"

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Following.

"Kid...... My kids ......"

The heart-wrenching feeling of the nightmare made Qiao Weiwei frown in her sleep.

The two pale thin lips moved weakly, and tears poured out little by little along the corners of the eyes, wetting the snow-white pillow.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the endless pain roamed through her body and heart, and she was almost about to go crazy after being tortured.

The image of Jo Jasmine kicking her in the abdomen resurfaced in front of her eyes, she hated and felt guilty.

hated Joe Jasmine for killing her child, and felt guilty that she didn't know that she was pregnant and didn't protect her child......

The morning light poured through the half-drawn curtains into the white hospital room, scattering her pale face.

The teardrops on the face, shining in the sunlight, shimmered in colorful circles.

She gritted the root of her teeth, struggled to get up with her sore body, picked up the fruit knife at the head of the bed, and got out of bed barefoot.

The coldness on the ground runs from the center of the foot to the heart.

She gripped the fruit knife hard and walked briskly to the door.

The door, at this moment, was silently pushed open, and Qiao Weiwei bumped into Liang Bo, who had just arrived.

The fruit knife in his hand slid to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Bo Ye ......" Through a layer of mist in her eyes, Qiao Weiwei glanced at Liang Bo, her gaze was empty without any focal length.

She bent down, picked up the fruit knife, and said, "Master Bo, I'm going to kill their mother and daughter, do you want to go with me......

As she spoke, a bloodthirsty smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and tears were like beads with broken threads.

Liang Bo looked at her silently, wiped her tears with one hand, and said, "Chen Bihua is dead, as for Qiao Jasmine, I will also find her ...... soon."

"Huh...... Scold...... It's a good ...... to die" Qiao Weiwei sneered weakly, trembling, the hand holding the knife was weak for a while, and the sharp fruit knife ......fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Her body was weak for a while, and the whole person slowly squatted down, holding her head in her hands, her face against her knees, and constantly trembling.

Liang Bo let out a long sigh, bent down, picked her up horizontally, and strode to the bed.

He let her hold him, and his whole body was still trembling in his arms......

"Chen Bihua, you deserve it, right...... Qiao Zhihai is in the spirit of the sky, you won't blame me, right......" Just being put on the bed, Qiao Weiwei stared at the pure white ceiling, moved her lips, and said.

"Yes, they deserve it......" Liang Bojian frowned, looking at her appearance, his heart ached, self-evident.

He sat slowly on the edge of her bed, his pale face gloomy.

"I'm going to hell when I die, right? Following Chen Mingxin's last time, another person died because of me......" She said weakly, and in her heart, she couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy.

"No...... They all died because of me, and even if they go to hell, I will go for you. He reached out and touched her still swollen face.

"Then, when we die, we'll go down together...... Do you think it's good? She leaned over and looked at him.

"Good ......," he smiled wryly, curling the corners of his lips slightly.

"Master Bo, your face is a little bad, do you want to call the doctor to come and show you, you just finished the operation a few days ago, don't keep running on both sides like this"

"Knock knock......" There was a knock on the door, interrupting Liang Bo's words that were about to speak.

Then the door was pushed open.

Zhou Chuyu, who was dressed in a black long-sleeved suit, walked in with two boxes of imported supplements in his hand.

Zhou Chuyu walked to Qiao Weiwei's bedside with a smile, and looked at Qiao Weiwei, who was pale and full of tears on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

"Vivi, good, it's come to this, and it's useless to be sad, isn't it? If you always cry like this, it's not good for your eyes, don't cry, it's okay. Zhou Chuyu looked at Qiao Weiwei while wiping her tears, and said distressedly.

"Sister Chuyu......" Qiao Weiwei stretched out her hand, held Zhou Chuyu's hand, and said with a wry smile.

"Master Bo, you have just had surgery a few days ago, can you run back and forth between the two hospitals like this?" Zhou Chuyu turned his head again and looked at Liang Bodao.

"It's okay, I have a check-up every day." Cool and thin road.

"Dudu Dudu......" mobile phone, constantly vibrating in his pocket.

He slowly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, saw that it was Mandy's name, picked it up, and said, "Hey, how is the check?" Did you find Joe Jasmine? ”