Chapter 584: [Extra] A Little Conspiracy of Traitors!1

Qin Feng's slightly raised lips stiffened, and the four big characters on them pierced his eyes.

"Who wrote it?!"

With his experience, when he first saw these four red characters, he was ninety percent sure that they were written in blood.

As for what kind of blood it is, it will be tested later, and it will be clear naturally.

"Mi Hui ......!!"

Qin Zhe spit out those two words lightly, but his mood was extremely heavy.

Qin Feng's face also darkened.

With his hands clasped around his chest, he guessed correctly.

Su Yang is really ill-fated.

finally got together with Qin Zhe, and a Shan Zichen came out again.

Qin Zhe originally had good intentions and wanted to find her long-lost family.

But I didn't expect that what was pulled out was a family of fuel-efficient lamp ......!!

"Brother, let's go in and talk about ......!"

Qin Feng said, with his hands behind his back, walking in step by step.

Qin Zhe followed behind him sullenly.

In the early autumn season, the maple leaves in the forest have burned red, showing their figures......

The whole atmosphere was heavy and there was a bit of explosions that were about to burst out......

Such an atmosphere seemed to infect the servants in the villa, and they all cleaned solemnly, not daring to look up at these two young men who exuded nobility all over their bodies......

Qin Feng took Qin Zhe all the way to his private room.

After only a simple laboratory test, it has been detected that it is a component of chicken blood.

It seems that this Mi Hui really wants to use An Suyang's desire for family affection to lead her step by step towards their trap......

Qin Feng clapped his hands and put a hand on Qin Zhe's shoulder.

"Brother, do you want me to help you repair this family?!"

Qin Zhe pulled out a bitter smile and shook his head.

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed fiercely.

His eyes fell on Qin Zhe's hesitant face.

This is not like Qin Zhe's style.

"Why?"

Qin Zhe stretched out two fingers, "Is there any smoke?!"

Qin Feng's eyebrows furrowed without a trace, he took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and stuffed it between Qin Zhe's fingers.

"Are you afraid that your sister-in-law will be unhappy?"

Qin Zhe took a deep puff of his cigar, tilted his head, and exhaled a long string of smoke......

In the warm light, their faces were buried in the smoke, and a wonderful pattern was swirled......

"Find them and ask them what they want......"

Qin Zhe snuffed out the cigar in his hand and looked down at the shiny leather shoes on his feet......