Chapter 451: I'm Not Dead, You're Disappointed

"Deputy Director Han, this is an ordinary waterfall viewing pool, there is a front in the basement, I will show you the way." The butler smiled.

"I don't know how many basements the Jiang family has, but I went to the basement behind this waterfall, so I won't ask the housekeeper to lead the way." Han Mo said as he walked to the back of the waterfall and spun the stones in the water like he had done last time.

It's just that this time the stone door didn't open like last time.

Han Mo knew that it must have been the Jiang family's ghost.

He didn't have the patience to act with the Jiang family anymore.

"Open the mechanism!" Han Mo moved quickly to get up, the black cold muzzle in his hand was pointed at the butler's head, and his voice was cold and indifferent.

Han Mo moved too fast, and the housekeeper, who didn't have time to react at all, was hit by a gun for the first time in his life, and he was so frightened that his soul was about to fly out.

"What, what mechanism? I, I don't know ......"

With a "plop ......", Han Mo kicked the butler in the abdomen and flew the butler into the waterfall pool.

The housekeeper only felt that his stomach hurt so much that he was about to die, and before he could react to the pain, a large amount of water poured into his throat, and the feeling that life was worse than death made him unforgettable in this life.

The instinct of life made him force his head out of the water, and before he could breathe air, his head was pressed into the water again.

Just when he felt like he was about to drown, he was lifted out of the water.

"Turn the trap on or break your neck!" Han Mo's face was full of splashes that had been beaten by the housekeeper, and looking at the housekeeper's eyes, he was as dangerous as a terrible wolf in the dark night.

Looking at Han Mo's terrifying eyes as if he didn't tell the truth for a second, the housekeeper said tremblingly, "There is really no chance ......"

Han Mo tightened the force in his hand and said, "I'll answer after thinking about it." ”

When the butler thought that his neck was about to be broken, the steely force in his hand loosened a little.

When Jiang Shihong and the others came over, what they saw was that the housekeeper was pressed into the water by Han Mo, with only one head exposed, and Han Mo exuded a life-seeking aura like a hell of a king around him.

"Han Mo, you have gone too far, beating my subordinates in my territory, our Jiang family is so unworthy of your attention?" Old Man Jiang said angrily with a burning eye.

Thinking of dragging on for one more second, Qiao Ran would be in danger for one more second, Han Mo could no longer maintain the demeanor on his face, and his eyes were sharp and dangerous to glare at Jiang Shihong.

"Where did you hide Qiao Ran? Hurry up and hand her over, if she has any three longs and two shorts, I will let you bury the entire Jiang family!

If you want to be the president, if you want to return to the old system of the previous dynasty, and if you want the Jiang family to be the hereditary emperor, go to the eighteenth layer of hell in the underworld to do it! ”

Looking at Han Mo, who was exuding murderous aura all around him, exposing their ambitions in public, the Jiang family's faces sank, and then quickly regained their composure.

"The surname is Han, you first came uninvited, brought so many people to surround my Jiang family, then beat my housekeeper, and now slander my Jiang family for having the intention of rebellion.

No matter how depressed my Jiang family is, it's not that you can bully if you want to, come on, drive the surname Han out of the Jiang family for me, send him to the police station, I want to go to the police station to sue him. Jiang Shihong said angrily, and a group of strong men behind him rushed towards Han Mo.

A dazzling multi-person fight besieged one person began, and for a while, in the huge pond, the water splashed, accompanied by the men's screams of pain, and the sound of flesh hitting the water one after another.

Soon, more than two dozen men were beaten by Han Mo and fell to the edge of the pool and couldn't move.

Han Mo was like a Shura killed in hell, looking at Jiang Shihong with bloodthirsty eyes, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was aimed at Jiang Shihong's eyebrows.

"Turn the mechanism on, or this shot will hit you straight in the eyebrow!"

The two looked at each other from a distance, and neither of them blinked.

"My children and grandchildren of the Jiang family, diligent, dedicated to the country all their lives, innocent, and have no dissent, even if you kill me, I can't find the secret room you want." Jiang Shihong's voice was loud.

"Then I'll have to send you on your way first!" Han Mo looked at Jiang Shihong coldly, his fingers slowly bending.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Han Mo.

While everyone was waiting intently to see what Han Mo would do, a crisp and cold voice pierced the sky, breaking the peace.

"Stop!"

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see two figures staggering over not far away.

When the two approached and saw that the two people covered in dust were Jiang Yongzhu and Jiang Zhilai, Jiang Shihong couldn't help but take two steps back.

The trap blew itself up, and everything inside would be blown into powder, how could the two of them not die?

Not only did they not die, but the entrance of the organ blocked by the boulder, how did they get out?

"Father, are you disappointed to see that I was not hit by a boulder and was corroded to slag by the drug, right?"

Jiang Bingzhu, who exposed his entire face generously, looked at Jiang Shihong with one eye.

The dust on that face, coupled with that sharp gaze, is like a demon Shura coming out of hell, which makes people afraid and afraid.

……

Qiao Ran woke up, opened his eyes and entered a strange smiling mask.

Under the mask, there are a pair of eyes with various expressions, some smiling, some frightened, some sad, and some aggrieved.

It was as if there really was a pair of eyes behind the mask, and it was terrifying to see people.

Looking ahead, I saw some beautiful pictures of women pasted on a wall, and every woman was smiling brightly, which made people feel like a pleasure to look at.

However, Qiao Ran's eyes widened the more he looked at it.

Because the woman on it is the nine actresses who have disappeared in the past ten years.

Behind those actresses, there are also photos of Lin Xiaoxiao and Qin Shurui.

The person who killed Lin Xiaoxiao and Qin Shurui is the same person who killed the nine actresses.

Looking to the side, I saw a man sitting on a chair not far away, wiping a saw, and a woman sitting in front of a bronze mirror to draw eyebrows and makeup.

The man wiping the saw wore a mask and couldn't see who his face was, and the woman couldn't see her face when she was far away from her, but when she looked at it from the side, she felt that the face was somewhat familiar.

"Jiang Jingwei, is that you?" Qiao Ran was lying on the table, his hands and feet were chained, and his body couldn't move at all except for his head to turn.

Although he couldn't move, Qiao Ran could see that the clothes he was wearing were the red wedding dress he had tried on during the day.

The man wiping the saw heard Qiao Ran's voice, put the saw on the table in front of him, stood up and walked towards Qiao Ran.

He was also wearing a red wedding dress, which Qiao Ran recognized, it was the same male protagonist's wedding dress as the one she was wearing.

This dead pervert is actually wearing the wedding dress in the play with her, what does he want to do?

"You're awake!" The masked man in the wedding costume looked at Qiao Ran with a pair of eagle-sharp eyes through the mask.

Qiao Ran, who was wearing bridal makeup, was so beautiful that it was suffocating, and he was very satisfied with Qiao Ran's appearance.

Although he was wearing a mask, the eyes under the mask in front of him were the same as Qiao Ran's eyes when he saw Jiang Jingwei under the neon flashing lights in the clubhouse.

"Jiang Jingwei, don't wear a mask, we've been together for so long, I'm so familiar with your eyes, even if you wear a mask, you can't fool me." Qiao Ran looked at the masked man in front of him with a cold gaze, and his voice was firm and powerful.