Chapter 142: Who Are You Covering?
Yu Qianfan immediately laughed after hearing this, and the words were murderous, "Self-righteous." ”
Obviously smiling, looking at him at Miao Miao, he couldn't breathe.
"So what, even if I'm self-righteous, she's still seriously injured and lying in the hospital." Thinking of Shui Youyou's skills, hatred and pleasure burst out in Miao Miao's eyes.
Shui Youyou's skills are terrifying, not like a girl, who can knock an adult man away with one kick and punch, or the kind of ruffian hooligan who often beats people.
Yu Qianfan thought of the girl he loved lying on the hospital bed, staring at Chao Miaomiao's eyes became colder and colder, and his face was already violent, "You are looking for death!" ”
"Now that I'm in your hands, do I still have a chance to live?" smiled at Miao Miao, then gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the pair of deep, cold and terrifying eyes, "I invited the killer just to prevent your people from appearing, but I didn't expect the killer to leave at the critical moment." ”
When she said these words, she spoke quickly and clearly, as if she had not hidden anything at all.
"What's the name of the killer you're hiring?" Yu Qianfan's face suddenly turned cold to the extreme, "Chao Miaomiao, don't be careful with me, you don't have the ability to invite the killer of the Dark Night Temple." ”
She was obviously panicking, he had interrogated too many people, and her eyes were evasive and flickering.
He had checked her information, and there was no way she could invite someone from the Dark Night Temple.
A person who uses such inferior and ridiculous means as sticking to the bar will only pay to hire Brother Song, a ruffian.
There is no effort to arrange a killer at all, and it is the killer of the Night Temple.
"What kind of Dark Night Temple, I don't know, I've never heard of it." Chao Miao Miao denied expressionlessly.
Even if Brother Song recruited, she would not admit the matter of the Dark Night Temple and Seven if she was beaten to death.
Yu Qianfan has no evidence, and without evidence, he will not find out about Brother Qi.
"Don't know? You know the secret of my Star Pavilion's identity, and you won't know that the person you invited is someone from the Dark Night Temple. Yu Qianfan raised his eyes slightly, his deep eyes were full of meaning, "Who are you covering?" ”
"What am I hiding? When I say I don't know, I don't know. Chao Miaomiao gasped, the pain in her body had already made her dizzy.
"Don't be in a hurry to explain that." Yu Qianfan suddenly sneered, a little indifferent, a little mocking.
"Let's talk about something else! Why do you hate Yoyo, Yoyo told me everything, including your senior year of high school. You hate her, what a ridiculous and pathetic thing it seems to me. ”
After listening to his words, Chao Miaomiao's hoarse voice was full of anger, "Shut up, who do you think you are, our business is your shit." ”
The pain she hid, how could Shui Youyou easily tell this man.
At this moment, her hatred was all aroused.
"Do you know what happened to the group of people who hurt you after you were hospitalized? Where did the water go? Yu Qianfan looked at Chao Miaomiao, trembling slightly, and asked casually.
Chao Miao Miao was furious, full of grief, "How come I don't know, of course I know, Shui Youyou, heh, she went abroad, she didn't come to accompany me when I was seriously injured and hospitalized, but went abroad with me and Li Xin behind my back, how ridiculous!" It's to say that you are a good friend for life. ”
“…… However, God still had mercy on me, and later I heard that the group of people who hurt me were found and crippled by the enemy, what a retribution! Haha---"
In the air, there was a long smile like a crazy smile towards Miao Miao.
"What a sad life you have!" Yu Qianfan motioned to his subordinates to throw a file bag to Chao Miaomiao, "If you look at it, you will know how ridiculous you are living." ”
Chao Miao Miao stopped laughing, glanced at the man indifferently, paused, endured the pain in his body, and opened the bag with difficulty.
Every time she looked at a page, her face darkened, and finally she even trembled her hands in disbelief, and roared in despair, "Impossible, impossible, this is fake, fake..."