Chapter 227: Imprisoned in a Heavy Prison

In the cemetery, it suddenly rained wildly.

Blood flowed in the field of vision......

[It was God who chose her, and you should be glad that she is still of use to our young master. Otherwise, you've already collected her body. 】

[In order to deal with the Bo Emperor family? Sheng Shi pulled up his bloody lips, [She changed her heart and did not meet the qualifications of a candidate. If the Bo family finds out, she will also be excluded from the quota. 】

【…… Knowing too much won't do you any good. The Black Butler grabbed his collar and sneered ghostly, "If she is kicked out of the candidacy, there is only one way to die. Do you know what to do? 】

If it weren't for Li Qiyu being designated as a candidate since childhood, the mysterious man would not have come to the rescue at all.

[Our young master saved her, and now it's time for her to repay her with this life. 】

【……】

[If she is still alive after repaying the favor, our young master does not mind fulfilling you. Sheng Gongzi, it depends on whether your life will survive to that time? 】

Sheng Shi gasped for breath with a splitting headache, the pistol slipped down, and blood flowed freely from his arm.

A second before he pulled the trigger, a bullet sniped at him......

The arm was grazed with a huge wound, and blood flowed freely!

The royal helicopter circled in the sky, and the sniper moved away with his spear in hand.

In the rainstorm, Lake took a big black-faced umbrella and got off the plane first, greeting the god-like man.

The face of the Thin Night Abyss sword carving was like that of the Dark Hades, and the boots were the color of blood mixed with the rain......

The two bodyguards stepped forward to check Li Baiyi's corpse: "Young master, I have been dead for at least half an hour." ”

Bo Yeyuan's face froze, and he kicked Sheng Shishi hard.

It's so easy to make this cheap. How refreshing is it to die?

Sheng Shi was kicked and rubbed on the cemetery floor, and the blood-stained pistol fell in front of him, and he reached for it, and the black boot stepped on his hand.

Bo Yeyuan looked at him condescendingly, and kicked the pistol far away with his other foot.

In the dark eyes of Sheng Shishi, it seemed that a violent rain had fallen, and the black fog was deeper and thicker......

"You don't deserve to die a happy death." The thin abyss sounded like hell.

Not to save him, but to make his death more miserable.

Sheng Shi's dark eyes were quiet, as if there was no soul, and the bones of his hand were crushed by Bo Yeyuan vigorously, and the sound of broken bones was heard.

Two bodyguards took handcuffs and tied him up and threw him on the plane.

Lake looked at Li Baiyi's death, and took a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose: "Young master, what should you do with her?" ”

Bo Yeyuan sneered: "Call the police, invite the media, and expose it in a big way." ”

As for the corpse, it is nailed here, and she will rot and feed the birds.

……

Overnight, there was a horrific murder in Sheng City.

Mayor Sheng's son, Sheng Gongzi's bloody fiancΓ©e, killed extremely cruelly, and stabbed hundreds of times in the chest.

The masses were shocked, he had always been as gentle as jade, and he was a psychopathic murderer.

Something so big happened, Mayor Sheng couldn't escape the blame, and the province issued a document to remove him from his position as mayor.

There was a lot of scolding on the Internet, and the reputation of the Sheng family was ruined, and to add insult to injury, there were powerful forces to crack down on the Sheng family, and the stock market plummeted and was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Bo Yeyuan sat on the sofa with his long legs stacked, coldly flipping through the news, and Lake came in to report:

"Young Master, according to your orders, Sheng has been imprisoned in a heavy prison for ten years, and there are all heinous murderers inside, and his life will not be easy. A week later, he was sentenced to death. ”