Uncle Zhou didn't expect Han Qi to suddenly stop him, and his calmed mind suddenly panicked again.

Since Han Qi can find here, then the fact that Steiner bought him to do something in the car must have been discovered by Han Qi.

Because of this, Uncle Zhou lowered his head slightly, not allowing Han Qi to have a chance to look at him: "No, I'm not Uncle Zhou." He denied it without hesitation.

Uncle Zhou thought to himself, his current appearance was very different from before, as long as he gritted his teeth and refused to admit it, even if Han Qi insisted that he was Uncle Zhou.

It's not a one-sided statement without evidence!

But Uncle Zhou forgot that outside this dilapidated and damp warehouse, Han Qi's people had all been surrounded.

Now that he has been caught in the net, what does the final result have to do with whether he admits it or not?

Ye Lao sneered coldly and asked rhetorically: "You said you are not Uncle Zhou?" ”

Who believes? Just before Han Qi came in, when she called him Uncle Zhou, he agreed fluently.

But what does he say now? He vetoed that he was not Uncle Zhou!

Ye Lao felt as if he had heard a big joke.

As soon as Ye Lao spoke, Han Qi's slightly distracted attention immediately focused on her again.

Her body was still cold, no, she had to be taken to a heated place quickly.

The next moment, before Han Qi blurted out Uncle Zhou's hypocritical words, he frowned and shouted outside the warehouse: "Someone." ”

Han Qi's voice was not loud, but in this quiet warehouse, it was particularly crisp and powerful, and it was loud.

Soon, several people came in.

They walked up to Han Qi and bowed their heads in unison, and Qi Qi said respectfully, "Han Shao, what do you need us to do?" ”

"I have to leave now, you stay and deal with the scene." Han Qi's tone was very cold, without a trace of aftermath feelings: "Also, put the princess of Mengqin Kingdom on it, it will be useful later." ”

"Yes." The men first glanced at the half-dead, babbling, and mentally unhealthy Mengqin, and then nodded yes.

Just when Han Qi was about to leave, Uncle Zhou suddenly opened his mouth to defend his 'innocence': "I'm not Uncle Zhou, I'm not Uncle Zhou!" "He wants to live, he wants to protect himself!

When Han Qi heard these words, his brows furrowed a little more.

Originally, he wanted to see that Uncle Zhou had served the Han family for so many years, and there was no merit and hard work.

So let him go, but it seems that this person really doesn't appreciate it.

Han Qi turned his head and ordered the people who came in: "Silence this old man who is talking." "The voice is thin and cold.

"Yes."

What the word ban is, they naturally know very well.

It's about making people ...... Mute.

However, judging from Han Shao's iron-blooded and ruthless methods in the past, this punishment is quite light.

As soon as Han Qi's words came out, others could understand what this meant, and Uncle Zhou could naturally understand what it meant.

How can you make him dumb! How can he become mute!

Uncle Zhou shook his body, his eyes widened without focus, and he shook his head and said to himself as he stepped back: "No! I can't be dumb! No! ”

Suddenly, he stared at Ye Lone, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Miss Ye, please save me, I don't want to become a half-paralyzed person." Uncle Zhou cheekily pleaded with Ye Lone.

Ye Laowu pursed her lips, if she guessed correctly, Uncle Zhou must have something to do with the inexplicable accident between her and Han Qi before.

Otherwise, Han Qi wouldn't have made him a mute for no reason.

Although Uncle Zhou's affection for her before may not be fake......

But she Ye Lonely has always been a person who has revenge, she is not the Holy Mother of the White Lotus, and it is impossible for her to be so kind that she can forgive someone who wants her life.

Silence, this punishment is light and reasonable.

"Han Qi, I'm cold, let's go." Ye Liao withdrew his glance at Uncle Zhou, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and buried his head tightly in Han Qi's arms.

Han Qi lowered his eyes, Cen thin lips outlined a shallow arc, and replied dotingly: "Okay." ”