Lu Yao's face turned dark red, breathing became more and more difficult, every breath and breath seemed to be stepping on a sharp blade, and the white and tender hand was completely immovable and the hand holding the neck for half a minute.

The suffocating sensation of death permeated her entire body.

The self-defense technique he had learned quickly flashed in his mind, he raised his hands again, and used his two forearms to attack the hollow of the madman's arm, loosened his hand slightly, and then wrapped his arms around the back of the madman's neck and hugged him back, while violently hitting the maniac's crotch with his right knee.

The madman let go of his hand to block the crotch, and Lu Yao took advantage of this excellent moment to push the madman hard, not daring to delay for half a second, and quickly rushed out in the direction of the door.

The madman didn't expect Lu Yao to use self-defense techniques, and the whole person fell down weightlessly, hitting the edge of the desk with his waist, and he was in pain for a second, and immediately chased him out.

Lu Yao panicked and didn't choose the way, and when he was running fast, he didn't pay attention and fell directly into the mud.

The legs sank deeper into the mud, and the harder they worked, the deeper they sank.

She looked nervously in the direction of the wooden house as she pulled out her leg with her hand, and before she could pull out her leg, she saw that the madman had chased him out.

Heart, suddenly extremely desperate.

"Don't bother."

The madman walked to the edge of the muddy field, sneered at Lu Yao, who was deeply trapped in it, and sneered.

Lu Yao gave up struggling: "Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, I have to let my death be clear." ”

"You're so bold that you dare to step into the forbidden land casually." The madman's face was unwavering, and his eyes in the moonlight were full of murderous aura, "Say, what do you want to do when you steal that painting?" ”

"I ......"

Lu Yao lowered his eyes, staring at the sparse moonlight on the mud, his fingers pinched his palms hard, reminding himself not to reveal his identity prematurely, so he said in a very light tone: "I heard others mention that there are not many of Ye Hua's early ink paintings left, and the most famous carp playing in the water is in the wooden house, and someone on the black market has offered 30 million. ”

"You want to steal the painting and sell it on the black market?"

"Almost."

The madman smiled disdainfully, his eyes dark and gloomy: "She's just a bad person with a false appearance, and some people are stupid to think that her paintings are worth 30 million, what a joke!" ”

Lu Yao frowned slightly, and suddenly felt strange, how could he, as Ye Hua's husband, say such a thing.

Could it be that he was pretending to be stupid to show Ye Hua?

"She is a top ink painting master who is unmatched in China, and naturally some people want to spend a lot of money to collect her paintings......"

"Hehehe, she doesn't deserve the title of a top ink painting master, she's just a."

"In fact, there are people who are willing to spend 30 million to buy happiness."

"Young man, you're stupid. The person who released the news that she would spend 30 million to buy a painting was herself. ”

Lu Yao was surprised.

The madman snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that more than ten years have passed, she has not grown at all, and she is still using the means I used to hype up her fame more than ten years ago." ”

Lu Yao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at the hateful expression on the madman's face.

It is not difficult to see that the madman and Ye Hua had a quarrel back then and tore their faces, Ye Hua was afraid that the scandal would be revealed and wanted to burn the madman to death, and the madman simply pretended to be crazy and sold stupid to save his life.

So, he asked tentatively: "You should hate Ye Hua very much, right?" ”

"I want to strangle her with my own hands." Speaking of Ye Hua, the madman's whole body was full of murderous aura, and his eyes were gloomy, "It's just that I don't want this heinous woman to die too easily, I want to slowly torture her and make her miserable." ”

Lu Yao's expression froze slightly, and after thinking about it, he took the risk to ask: "Those brilliant ink paintings back then should not be Ye Hua's own handwriting, but she imprisoned and persecuted her, right?" ”

Panic flashed on the madman's face, staring at the unfamiliar face in front of him defensively, the murderous aura spread all over his body again, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he asked, "Who are you!" ”