Ye Mingzhu has lived so big, she has never encountered something like today, today's things have completely exceeded the scope of what she can accept, just at the moment when the gunshot rang out, Ye Chenglang's eyebrows had a bloody hole, and when he died unwillingly, the fear in Ye Mingzhu's heart reached a critical point, and she shouted desperately and hysterically: "Ah...... Don't, Daddy......"

Even if this father treats her badly, and a few days after he comes back, he is not good for her, even if he has a lot of dissatisfaction and resentment against him in his heart, but after all, he is her father.

In this way, alive, died in front of her.

Ye Mingzhu stumbled to Ye Chenglang's side, kneeling, his hands trembling, and shouted Ye Chenglang: "Dad, Dad, wake up, wake up, I don't hate you anymore." ”

Ye Jiujiu looked at Ye Mingzhu condescendingly, looking at her sad and painful appearance, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually deepened: "Ye Mingzhu, I can't tell whether you are really crying or fake crying." ”

When Ye Chenglang was tortured by her just now, Ye Mingzhu could escape without hesitation, how could he cry like this because of Ye Chenglang's death?

"Let me guess, Ye Mingzhu, you want to pretend to be such a sad and pitiful appearance, arouse our sympathy, and let you go, right?" Ye Jiujiu sneered, shook his head, and then said: "Ye Mingzhu, I really know you too well, your ruthlessness is by no means inferior to Ye Chenglang, and the degree of disrespect of the six relatives is already unimaginable, so how can you cry for Ye Chenglang?" After all, he's not good to you. ”

Ye Mingzhu's original desperate crying voice stopped abruptly, the whole person was cold and stiff, and the knees kneeling on the ground seeped into the cold air belonging to the ground little by little, so that she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Seeing Ye Mingzhu's reaction, Ye Jiujiu knew that she must be right, yes, this person, but Ye Mingzhu.

She can do this kind of thing to the Ye family who raised her, she can kill her father who treats her as her own daughter, and she can throw her into the cage of the Tibetan mastiff with an expressionless face.

It was in this underground hall that Ye Jiujiu raised his head and looked around, in the original place, there was indeed a black iron cage, and his voice was tight: "Isn't there a Tibetan mastiff?" ”

Hei Ye looked at Ye Jiujiu in surprise, I don't know why she suddenly said such a sentence at this time: "Yes, the Tibetan mastiff that was just shipped a few days ago is still a little disobedient, and it has to be trained for a while." ”

"Can you lend it to me?" Ye Jiujiu turned to look at Hei Ye and asked solemnly.

"If you tell me what to do, I can think about it." Hei Ye was full of curiosity about Ye Jiujiu, and at his age, he couldn't understand what this little girl was thinking.

However, it was to his liking.

The son is and too kind, not enough to take on the entire King of England and the gangsters under the cover of the King of England, this girl, if she is trained well, it is just right.

Regardless of whether Ye Jiujiu has already expressed his disinterest in this, or stubbornly treats Ye Jiujiu as his daughter-in-law, whatever his daughter-in-law does, it is good, and Hei Ye will naturally not refuse.

"Just lend it to me and you'll know." Ye Jiujiu's gaze turned to Ye Mingzhu, and his smile was cold.