"It's Yao Bai, he brought someone there. You look for him!" The man added when he saw that his knife was still on his neck.
"Where is he now?"
"He is at No. 152 Yunzhao Road."
Zhao Miaomiao retracted the knife, kicked the man's leg hard, and the man passed out with an ah.
Zhao Miaomiao got up, walked in front of another killer, punched one after another, until he was knocked unconscious before giving up.
Then came the next one.
Until all the killers are knocked unconscious.
He called Qiao Qingqing and asked her to send someone over to clean up these killers.
After that, he left.
He drove to No. 152 Yunzhao Road.
Yao Bai was lying on his big bed. He has not been sleeping well recently and often has nightmares. I often dream of Mo Zhiya calling his name and asking him why he killed himself.
Tonight, he deliberately found some sleeping incense and lit it next to it. The sleeping incense worked well, and he fell asleep very quickly.
Just after he fell asleep, he still saw a bleeding woman with two bright red nails stretched out, and her ten fingers pinched on his neck like hooks, making him breathless.
He was sweating profusely, and woke up from his sleep with a bang.
He couldn't see his hands and fingers in the dark room, and he was still a little uncomfortable when he opened his eyes.
He fumbled for the glasses beside the pillow, put them on, and turned on the night light next to him.
As soon as the light shone, something flashed and reflected on his glasses.
He shuddered, his whole body was stiff, and he didn't dare to turn around.
From the corner of his eye, he seemed to drift to a dark shadow in the corner.
Who is that? !
Yao Bai's heart felt cold, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
Just as he was about to turn around and look over, he found that the other party had quietly come to his side.
A knife was pressed against his neck, and a familiar voice sounded, "Yao Bai, long time no see, how are you doing?"
Yao Bai finally saw the face of the person coming, and shouted hoarsely, "You! Ye Han! Why are you here! Bodyguard! Come here!"
Zhao Miaomiao looked at him leisurely and let him shout.
Yao Bai suddenly realized that he had been calling for so long, but no one appeared.
There was no movement at all outside, everything was as quiet as if it was only Ye Han and himself.
how come?
After that incident, he obviously asked the people above to send him a few more capable bodyguards. Where did they all die, this group of useless trash!
"Ye Han, what are you doing here! What do you mean by doing this now? Believe it or not, I will call the police and arrest you!" Yao Bai said pretending to be calm.
"Did you kill Mo Zhiya?" Zhao Miaomiao asked.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yao Bai shouted with a pale face.
"I have already asked those killers, it was you who did it." The knife in Zhao Miaomiao's hand moved closer, the blade was sharp, resting on Yao Bai's neck, a trace of blood slipped from it.
"Why did you kill her?" Zhao Miaomiao continued to ask.
"Why did I kill her? Ye Han, you asked a good question! Wonderful question! Why don't you ask yourself what you did?
You ruined Mo Zhiya, and you ruined the rectification office, all of this was caused by you! You killed her!
She was fine, everything was going well, everything was normal! Until she met you, the devil, she changed! "Yao Bai has a ferocious face, and a pair of scarlet eyes are shining with monstrous hatred.
"Because she has changed, you are going to kill her?" Zhao Miaomiao suppressed her anger, her tone was cold. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com