Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

"Teacher Wu?"

The assistant teacher's voice rose slightly, Wu Wenyue suppressed the panic, scowled, and reprimanded in a cold voice, "Here, put away your eldest lady's temper, and make trouble for me again, it's not just closing the little black room!"

The voice was squeezed, threatening warning, "There are more punishments for you to be honest, waiting for you to see!"

In the biting cold wind, An Xia smiled lightly, arrogant, mad, and even more disdainful, "I really want to see it, don't let me down."

In panic, Wu Wenyue's heart suddenly slammed into An Xia's black eyes. She ran into An Xia's spine with a horrifying coldness, and went straight to the forehead until An Xia walked away, and the coldness did not dissipate.

Song family

Mrs. Song gripped the phone tightly, her knuckles were so white that her knuckles were so white. Three minutes later, Mrs. Song slammed her phone against the quilt, panting for breath, and quenched her anger.

An Xia is not dead!

The waste sent by the eldest brother missed again!

How did the Ai family raise so many wastes!

After a while, pick up the phone again and dial out a set of phone numbers.

A few seconds later, when the mobile phone was connected, Mrs. Song sobbed: "Brother, is there no one in Ai's house? Send out four useless wastes to me. Yanyan is gone, my incompetent mother has nothing to do. She takes revenge."

Ai Tingze, the head of the Ai family, has just finished fitness. He has just turned forty and has been exercising all the year round. His sturdy figure is maintained to be like a young man in his early twenties.

While wiping sweat with a towel, he replied in a deep voice, "How come four bodyguards who have been trained outside the territory have returned to you for two years and become **** in your mouth?"

"Don't worry, they will get things done. You can wait for their good news with peace of mind."

"Good news. After I went in last night, I didn't return all night, and I lost contact with me." Mrs. Song complained, very dissatisfied with the four people's ability to do things, "I don't believe that the four of them can help me get things done. Brother, you can send me some better bodyguards."

Ai Tingze's fierce face was already cold and cold.

The four people he sent to solve a little girl with their skill is a very simple matter.

Didn't return overnight, and lost contact.

Until noon, there was no successful contact, Ai Tingze had already determined that the four of them had an accident.

Mrs. Song still didn't believe that the four of them had an accident. "It's impossible to see people in life, and see the corpse in death. All the people I arranged went in to confirm, and there was nothing!"

"Obviously it's not doing things well. I'm afraid you will punish you and ran away!"

She didn't believe that An Xia was as good as that, and even the killer sent by the Ai family could solve it easily.

Ai Tingze pinched his eyebrows, his patience gradually disappeared, and he asked fiercely, "Did you hide something? Ai Jinghua, I will give you a minute to think about it, and then think it through before answering me!"

Brothers and sisters should help, but if one party deliberately concealed himself, don't blame him for being a brother.

A minute later, Mrs. Song had to clarify her grievance with An Xia.

Ai Tingze was furious when she heard, "She is really just an ordinary girl. With Song Zhengwei's cruel heart, would she be scrupulous?"

"You give me a good stay at home! I'll take care of things!"

The four must have been resolved, and no corpse was found, indicating that someone in the special education center helped her to finish.

Even the Ai family dared to kill, Ai Tingze's fierce expression condensed into frost, his five fingers pressed hard, and the wine glass in his hand burst into bursts.

It is indeed looking for death!