Chapter 682: Everyone Is a Murderer (8)

"I'm a little girl, the kind of person who doesn't talk much." Ji Wan looked at Chengdao's disappeared figure and clapped her hands.

"Now, no one can save you, if you pretend to be dead again, I will really let you die, do you believe it or not?" Ji Wan looked at Chen Longdao, who started to pretend to be dead after Chengdao disappeared.

"Auntie, spare your life, I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you go around my dog's life, from today on, whatever you say, it's what it is!" Chen Long got up from the ground and said.

"What am I keeping you for? It's hard to watch the door. Ji Wan smiled: "If you are lucky, I am in a good mood today, send me all your family property that I don't know where it came from, how about I spare your life?" ”

"Thank you aunt and grandmother for not killing!" Chen Long hurriedly said, it is better to spend money to eliminate disasters or something, but it is not important to have nothing to die.

"Don't try to play tricks on me, I know better than you how much money you have, and if you want to run - you can try it."

"How dare I run." Chen Long laughed.

Even if he had such a thought in his heart just now, he would have to strangle him to death at this moment, but he hadn't forgotten that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person at all.

Taking advantage of the fire to rob this kind of thing, Ji Wan is not humble at all, anyway, Chen Long's money is not a serious way to get it.

"You ......" After everyone left, Huo Yan looked at Ji Wan with some hesitation, not knowing what to say.

"What kind of monster am I?" Ji Wan raised his eyebrows.

"The agent has already found it for you, and someone will take you to record a song tomorrow." Huo Yan said sullenly.

Obviously, he wanted to ask her if it was the girl who died, but he didn't dare to open his mouth when the words came to his mouth, knowing that Ji Wan had a great chance that it was her, but Huo Yan suddenly didn't dare to face it.

"Excuse me, let's clean the house by the way." Ji Wan carried a small bag, pointed to a messy room, and said unceremoniously.

After speaking, he didn't care whether Huo Yan agreed or not, he went out directly, and he didn't know where he went.

At dusk, Ji Wan sat by the bridge, and the afterglow of the setting sun lay on the water, as dazzling as if a layer of gold had been crossed.

Ji Wan was bored playing with his hand, shrunk only three inches long, and Chengdao was thrown into the river by her, but it's a pity, such a Taoist person, is actually a

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