What infuriates me the most is ...... He helped us, just asked for a mine, what can be dug up by that mine, do you know or does he know?

500 billion, do you know how many mines you can buy? How many people in the whole of Kyoto can come up with 50 billion yuan, and who is willing to use so much money to help a family that is about to go bankrupt?

He is so young and has such a value and status, won't he settle this account? If he didn't really want to help Zixuan, how could he do such a loss-making business.

The most important thing is that it was he who came forward that the Nangong family let our Mi family go, you bastard, you don't understand anything, but you have to be self-righteous.

Do you know how hurtful your words are! surnamed Mo, let me tell you, if you don't apologize to Jian Junxi, I will definitely ignore you again.

If you live here, I will go back to my parents' house immediately, there are you without me, there is me without you! Mi Xiaole roared hysterically, and as soon as she saw him, she remembered Jian Junxi's injured back.

The anger in her heart rushed to Tianlinggai at once, and she didn't have the intention of backing down at all, seeing that he didn't leave, she picked up her bag and prepared to go outside.

"Okay, I'll go......" Mo Chen's face sank, like a June day in the middle of summer, and a February snow suddenly fell.

Picked up his hat and went out, clenching his fists and bursting out, like anger, like anger, all kinds of strange emotions in his heart......

Mi Xiaole looked at his back and left angrily with tears, it was the first time they had quarreled like this after they had been married for so many years......

Hospital lounge

In the cold night sky, the bright crescent moon cut through the layers of clouds and mist, revealing its face.

After Lin Yiyi fell asleep, Yang Hui sent her back to the ward and ate two mouthfuls of food casually, worried that Jian Junxi would have a recurrent fever, so he sat in front of her bed.

I pulled the quilt for her, put my big hand on her forehead with a little wrinkle, felt her body temperature normal, and just exhaled in my heart.

The door of the "bang......" room was kicked open from the outside, and dozens of policemen with guns rushed in from the outside, they were fully armed, even wearing gas masks on their faces, and they were very well prepared.

"Hands up!" The policeman at the head shouted.

Yang Hui's face was pale, his eyes were frightened, and he raised his hand and slowly stood up.

"Jian Junxi!" The policeman at the head screamed like thunder.

Yang Hui's face changed and changed, his dark eyes looked at Jian Junxi on the bed, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared, what should he do in his mind and heart?

Jian Junxi seemed to hear someone calling her in her sleep, until the man roared again: "Jian Junxi, don't pretend, if you don't get up again, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

She heard the voice in a daze, the consciousness in her mind became clearer and clearer, her eyelids were heavy, her brows furrowed, and she stretched out her big hand to the head of the bed with great difficulty.

Picked up his glasses, put them on his face without hurry, opened his cold eyes, sat up on the bed, and saw dozens of guns pointed at him.

Her cold eyes were like blades, and she looked at the policeman in charge, and her thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line.

"Jian Junxi, someone reported that you killed twelve people in the basement of the hospital yesterday evening, and provided human and physical evidence, please go back to the police station with us for investigation!"

The policeman at the head said coldly, his dark eyes like a falcon, and he took out handcuffs from his waist, and several of them put away their pistols and began to rummage through the room.

A policeman found her belt, pressed the mechanism, pulled out the soft sword, and said with a heavy expression: "Head, this is the soft sword he used to kill!" ”

(End of chapter)