"Uncle, today I was on the side of the road, and I saw a company selling longevity peaches, and I thought it looked quite like you, so I bought a few for you to taste!"

"Cut, what kind of longevity peach, isn't it just a big white steamed bun with paint, the master has such a noble status, so he doesn't eat such cheap white steamed buns!"

"Uncle, don't you look down on white steamed buns, count up to three generations, your ancestors were farmers who planted wheat, don't be a rich man for a few days, just forget your ancestors."

"I'm sorry, count up to three generations, my grandfather, my wife, are all big officials in the former dynasty, my father is a gold medal worker in reform and opening up, my father is a famous businessman on the list of Beihong Kingdom, I was born to be extravagant, unlike someone, I was born a little poisonous cub!"

"If you don't eat it, I'll feed it to the dogs!"

"Little drug cub, little drug lord, don't take it, give me a taste!"

Ever since she rubbed with Han Mo and Qiao Ran, Pei Jinyi had never seen that little woman again.

I don't know how she's doing now?

Han Mo hugged it too tightly, Qiao Ran's wound was squeezed too painful by Han Mo, and he couldn't help but scream softly.

"You're hurting me!"

Han Mo hurriedly let go of Qiao Ran, only to find that he had bright red blood on his palm.

"Are you hurt? Where did it hurt? Didn't you say okay and signal when you encounter danger? You're all hurt, why don't you signal me? Han Mo nervously asked a few questions in a row.

As a killer, no matter how dangerous the mission is and how many injuries she suffers, she digests it herself.

This feeling of being cared for as soon as it came out made Qiao Ran feel very warm and happy.

Qiao Ranwan smiled: "I was accidentally stabbed by an arrow flying out of the mechanism, stabbed a little arm, a little injury, don't worry, let's go back and talk about it in detail!" ”

The two got into the car, and Han Mo drove the car fast all the way, and soon returned to Jinyuan.

In the bedroom, Qiao Ran took a shower, came out in a soft cartoon pajamas, and as soon as he walked out of the bathroom door, Han Mo grabbed his uninjured arm and sat on the sofa.

Before Qiao Ran took a bath, Han Mo had already checked Qiao Ran's injuries, although it was a flesh injury, Han Mo was still distressed.

"I'll do dangerous things in the future, you can't do it anymore, a girl's family, omnipotent like King Kong, will make me very stressed." Han Mo said distressed while taking the medicine.

"Actually, it's not dangerous at all, it's just that I was careless for a while, last time we went in without a mechanism, this time we weren't so careful and vigilant, if I was always vigilant, I could avoid this arrow." Qiao Ran said with a smile.

"In the future, we should pay attention to it, security is not static, it can change at any time, and the heart of awe and vigilance must always be held." Han Mo gave good medicine to Qiao Ran's wound, and gently bandaged her with gauze.

Qiao Ran likes to see Han Ming's side face when he really does it, and feels that the side face is simply a 360 face without dead ends, which makes her never get tired of looking at it, and even forgot the arrow wound on her arm.

"Our guess is right, Miss Jiang Jiu is pretending to be stupid, last time there was no mechanism, she turned it off, this time she opened the mechanism in order to test my ability to see if I am worthy of her trust, if I can't break through successfully, there will be no danger to my life, Miss Jiang Jiu will open the mechanism at a critical moment."

"People's hearts are unpredictable, she says so, you believe her like that? Have you ever thought about the possibility that she and Mr. Jiang are all the way? Also a person who is extremely ambitious and desperate for power? The fact that she can control the mechanism means that the secret room can't control her anymore. ”

Hearing Han Mo's analysis, Qiao Ran nodded: "It's not impossible, but I still want to trust Miss Jiang Jiu once, and she also provided a lot of information about the Jiang family this time."

Although this information is not enough to bring down the Jiang family, you can investigate from some of the people involved in these clues and secretly trim some of the Jiang family's wings! ”

Qiao Ran roughly told Han Mo everything that happened in the secret room, and Han Mo listened with a frown that deepened his brows.

The darkness and madness of the Jiang family are not what normal people can imagine with normal thinking.

……

Tang Ye and his wife were the first to sign the demolition contract, and on the day they signed the contract, the two couples moved, and moved to Linglong Garden, a community opposite Jinyuan where Qiao Ran and Han Mo lived.

As soon as this signal appeared, those old foxes who lived in Zhengshi Street quickly understood a weather vane.

That is, the Tang family, which had been neutral for many years, finally chose to side with the Han family and became an ally with the Han family.

This incident set off a lot of turmoil in Zhengshi Street, and many small families who were watching themselves also chose not to offend the Han family after seeing the Tang family standing in line, and signed a letter of intent for demolition.

In just a few days, half of the residents of Zhengshi Street signed the relocation contract.

Han Mo has been very busy these days, and Qiao Ran is busy with laboratory tests in the hospital.

Qiao Ran was stained with Jiang Yongzhu's blood, and after laboratory tests, the blood samples in her and the cotton ball were 99% stable, and the two were indeed mother and son.

As Jiang Yongzhu said, this poison is indeed very weird, Qiao Ran has been tested for several days without results, but when he thinks of the pain that Jiang Yongzhu has endured for the child over the years, Qiao Ran can't sleep and wants to decompose the poison.

The hard work paid off, and after ten days of countless failures and careful experiments, Qiao Ran finally developed the antidote to restrain this poison.

In the past ten days, Han Mo has not been idle, he analyzed the information provided by Jiang Yongzhu and Tang Ye together, and the two used their respective forces to grasp a lot of fatal evidence of the people supported by the Jiang family.

Just wait for them to have more ironclad evidence and crush the Jiang family in one fell swoop.

In ten days, a lot of things happened, such as Qiao Ran breaking the poison to make an antidote, Han Mo successfully completed half of his work, and Jiang Jingwei's "The Bride of the Demon God" was approved.

As soon as the review was passed, Jiang Jingwei called Qiao Ran to share the joy.

said that in the days of waiting for the review, he did not let the team be idle, designed and produced a lot of costumes, and asked Qiao Ran to choose the costumes suitable for the male and female protagonists, Qiao Ran readily agreed.

Jiang Jingwei's studio is on a street outside the film and television city, and the film and television city is full of people during the day, Qiao Ran drove to Jiang Jingwei's studio, walked into the studio, and saw that in the huge studio, many people were busy, making different props.

Because there were too many people at the scene and the voice was too mixed, Qiao Ran did not call Jiang Jingwei, but looked for it while walking around the scene.

When he walked to the weapon props making group, he saw several men gathered together, Qiao Ran walked over and saw Jiang Jingwei holding an electric drill and grinding a piece of wood!

I saw the wood turning rapidly in his hand, and a few minutes later, a baby's arm appeared vividly in Jiang Jingwei's hand.

"Mr. Jiang, you are so powerful, as soon as this wood is colored, it is like a real child's arm, I didn't expect you to have such good carpentry skills, I really didn't see it!"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, you are Master Luban who was delayed by filming, if you don't film, our current master carpenter is you!"

“……”

A few people, you said, I slapped Jiang Jingwei's ass with a word, but Jiang Jingwei didn't seem to hear it, and he used the carving knife in his hand to carefully refine the wooden prosthetic hand in his hand with a concentrated expression.