Lan Shuying pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Didn't we already negotiate just now, do you want to regret it? ”

When the uncle heard this, he was confused.

"Settled? What did you just talk about, what did I promise you?? ”

If you don't revisit the conversation just now, just listening to his words, it will be like a tone of denial of confession, which makes people want to smack him at a stinky scumbag.

However, the truth is that people really didn't respond.

At most, there is no positive response to the question, so it is automatically considered as the default.

Uncle is always an uncle, short-tempered, not complicated at all in his way of thinking, and not a leader who is good at conspiracy. For example, now, he actually came by himself so openly!

I didn't find a stand-in, I didn't set traps, and I didn't do the escape room;

She had scanned it several times before she came in - the broken house was indeed a broken house, the shelves of the commissary had not been sorted out for a long time, the goods were all expired, and it was obvious that even the things in the house had been abandoned by the previous owner.

The place was favored by their group, and a Hongmen banquet was held to entertain her.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a Hongmen feast;

It's just that Fei Ge is used to lure her over to meet.

They are so picky, they are reluctant to put the instant noodles, and they want to invite her to drink the northwest wind together?

Lan Shuying slammed the tip of the stick on the ground, as if she was beating herself: "You want him to die, I also want him to die, why can't we sit down and talk about cooperation?" ”

The uncle touched the handle of the gun in his pocket with his right hand and scolded: "You don't think so!" You save him, your old love for him is unforgettable! ”

"Nonsense, I beat him like that dog last time, didn't you see it?"

"I don't care what happens to you both! At that time, there was such a thing between him and Shanshan, I was a young man who had a discord, and I didn't care! But he was too greedy, and in less than a year, he moved Wen Yue and his daughter-in-law again! I can't stand it! ”

Uncle spit and his face is red!

This time he was really angry.

It is true that as a standard urban stallion, Song Qing'an's tastes are too mixed, men and women are not taboo, and age does not seem to be a problem for him.

Like the daughter-in-law of the uncle's family, she was originally the daughter-in-law of Mr. Chen's remarriage, she is in her early thirties, she is the most beautiful and moving age in her life, and her husband is often away from home on business trips, the beautiful and lonely rich woman was unconsciously picked up by Song Qingan.

He is like a blood-sucking leech, from Chen Linshan to Mrs. Chen, the nominal mother and daughter have all been with him, and they all think that they are his true love, the last woman to accept the prodigal son's true heart.

Lan Shuying rubbed her arms, greasy.

She listened quietly to her uncle's accusations, and her eyes showed sympathy.

Miserable, really miserable.

He suspected that Mrs. Chen's belly was Song Qing'an's seed at all.

Coincidentally, she was so skeptical.

The ghost pupil is easy to use, but it can't be used as a pregnancy artifact, not to mention, Mrs. Chen was hit very badly, and she has been burned into ashes and converged, and the condition of the fetus cannot be checked.

Since the uncle already knew that his son was wearing a big green hat, he would definitely not bury the two in the same place.

The couple were buried in a cemetery, but he placed his son in the top district, and his daughter-in-law on the steps below. The two closest to Mr. Chen are Mr. Chen's ex-wife and the female secretary who died in the car accident.

The reason why the female secretary had a conflict with Mrs. Chen in the car that day was because the file bag she was carrying fell at Mrs. Chen's feet, and when she picked it up, a few photos fell out of the bag - it was Mrs. Chen and Song Qing'an talking and laughing on the street, and their expressions were very ambiguous.

Mrs. Chen found out that her handles had been caught, and the female secretary took them with her, obviously looking for an opportunity to hand them over to Mr. Chen!

Many people have this characteristic: when the heart is weak, the questioning voice is the loudest.

The two women were making trouble in the back seat, and Mr. Chen turned around several times to stop it......

In this way, the three of them were unlucky enough to have a car accident, and no one escaped.

There is a wrong, there is a debtor, and in the final investigation, the death of two generations of the Chen family has the shadow of Song Qing'an's activities behind it, which is really difficult for the uncle not to trouble him.

……

"This plane is so uncomfortable." Milk Candy sighed, "The good people are not rewarded, and the bad people are so high, this side of the heavenly way is blind!" ”

After the toffee enters the maturity stage, most of the plane's Heavenly Dao is its food source, so it dares to say this.

Lan Shuying said quietly: [The scripts that have been added are of different quality and quality, the reincarnation realm is a robot, and it will not judge whether the three views of the script are correct or not, as long as it can fill in a complete plane based on it, it is qualified to exist. 】

"But it's so unfair to good people! Looking at the Chen family, they donate a lot of money every year to provide jobs for veterans and homeless people, and contribute money and efforts whenever there is a disaster, and people never publicize it...... Song Qing'an is a fart compared to them! The people who have been pitted by him must be eager to drag him down, peel the skin, and cramp! ”

Toffee is still indignant.

Lan Shuying pondered.

[The resentment of a good man...... It really deserves to be appeased. 】

Ordinary souls in the reincarnation realm either enter the foundation or go to Hades, and if they can't get rid of the resentment in life, they will accumulate over time, and the plane will be dyed everywhere...... This is the source of pollution, and you will not feel it for a while, and it will be a big problem to look at it later.

Milk candy didn't quite understand how her thinking changed, and she couldn't do it when she was worried about the country and the people, so she finally decided angrily:

Tonight, continue to toss Song Qingan, and his damn system!

……

Uncle's anger is enough.

The background boards next to him were rendered by his emotions, and the movements of changing feet when he was tired of standing were not so frequent.

Lan Shuying's stomach growled.

I haven't eaten dinner yet.

If she knew she should stop the driver on the road, she could go to the convenience store and buy a sandwich......

As soon as she was distracted, she was suddenly pressed against a cold, hard thing in her abdomen.

You don't need to look at it to know that it's the muzzle.

"Listen to you nagging so much, you still have to face this. Do you keep doing this, do you think you will throw it away when you run out? She raised an eyebrow.

The uncle stiffened the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't kill innocent people, but you don't like it." ”

"Isn't it like that?"

"As I said, intelligence is important...... How will you know about my arrangement? Unless you're keeping an eye on it, and you're sticking someone around me! Then why are you doing this, our Chen family has nothing to do with you Xu Yichen! ”

He was excited again as he spoke, and the muzzle of the gun pounded on her: "You are specifically investigating me, or you are Song Qingan's person." ”

Lan Shuying: "I'm not. ”

"I Can't Trust You, I Can't Keep You ......"

He was in a bit of a trance, and his voice was getting lower and lower.

As if sleeping pills were working, his eyelids drooped, and he suddenly fell a step forward, and the gun also fell, and she reached out to catch it.

The uncle spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth and glared at her in horror: "What did you do to me?!" ”

Suddenly, someone broke down the door.

"Don't move, police!"

The uncle looked at her as if to express: You still say that you are not a policeman!

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