Su Zhinian noticed the stiffness of Song Qingchun's body, and his eyebrows frowned even more.

"Could it be that she hurt ......" Before Su Zhinian's words were finished, he saw Song Qingchun's eyes staring at one place a little dull, he instantly understood, stopped the words on his lips, and looked at Song Qingchun's line of sight.

Fang Rou stared at her empty palm, her expression was extremely complicated, and she muttered several times, "What's going on, what's going on?" Then he raised his head suddenly, looked at Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian, stared at their eyes, and hated as if he wanted to kill them immediately.

"You did it? Or do you do it? Fang Rou's eyes circled back and forth between Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian several times, and then met Su Zhinian's eyes: "It's you?" It's you, right? What exactly have you done to me? You ......"

As Fang Rou spoke, she grabbed a chair like crazy and threw it at Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun.

Su Zhinian subconsciously blocked in front of Song Qingchun, dodged to the side, the chair smashed into the window of the yacht, the glass shattered, and there was a loud noise.

While guarding against Fang Rou from continuing to go crazy, Su Zhinian turned his head sideways and whispered to Song Qingchun: "Have the recordings been recorded?" ”

"It's recorded."

"Let's go out first, the police are probably getting there......"

As soon as Su Zhinian's words settled, Fang Rou opened her mouth in a poignant voice: "Want to leave? Boarding this yacht, do you still want to go? I tell you, no way! ”

As Fang Rou's voice settled, she quickly pressed the remote control she took out at some point, and the yacht parked on the seashore trembled violently, and then there was a buzzing sound, and the yacht rushed towards the depths of the sea as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Oops!" Su Zhinian cursed in a low voice, his eyes narrowed, and the remote control in Fang Rou's hand was thrown in the direction he was standing, Su Zhinian pressed it twice quickly, and the yacht showed no signs of stopping.

Fang Rou, who was controlled by him again, woke up faster this time, although she didn't know what was going on, but she sneered without too many words and went straight to the point: "Don't waste your efforts, before Song Qingchun boarded this yacht, I had already done something to this yacht, he couldn't stop, even if the police came, they couldn't catch up with us in a short time, and by the time they caught up, it is estimated that we would all be ****** dead......"

The more Fang Rou spoke, the more excited she became, and at the end of her speech, she laughed excitedly.

Her laughter was terrifying, and Song Qingchun instinctively grabbed Su Zhinian's clothes.

Sensing her uneasy Su Zhinian, he quietly reached out and held her hand.

Fang Rou, who had been laughing for a while, finally stopped, she raised her hand, flicked away the tears from the corners of her eyes, tilted her head, stared at Song Qingchun and said with a smile: "Just before I shot, didn't you say that you had something to tell me?" ”

"What a coincidence, at this time, before the three of us die together in the depths of the ******, I also have something to tell you......"

WITH THAT, FANG ROU WALKED TO A TRIPOD COVERED WITH A RED CLOTH, SHE TORE THE RED CLOTH, AND THE IPAD INSIDE SHOWED THE SCENE OF THE SONG FAMILY'S LIVING ROOM.

Song Menghua clutched his chest, sat on the sofa with a pale face, his lips opened and closed, and muddy tears kept rolling down his face.