Mr Fu, I Really Love You

How did Chapter 869 come down? !

"I heard about stealing gold and stealing silver. I haven't heard of stealing ashes?! How...what is it that you still secretly loved my brother-in-law?"

When Zhai Mo learned that Lu Xiangsi had died in foreign countries and started to deal with the Jiang family, he took the ashes of Lu Xiangsi quietly and took it out of the graveyard, just as he once promised to Lu Xiangsi.

After taking out the ashes of Lu Xiangsi in less than three days, Yan Mo couldn't bear to separate Lu Xiangsi and Jiang Ming'an after the death. I thought that Jiang Ming'an and Lu Xiangsi were also affectionate, so it was difficult to bring Jiang Ming'an's ashes.

When I was doing these things, Fu Huai'an was far away and didn't know.

Therefore, in these years, Fu Huai'an took a group to worship...in fact, it was an empty tomb.

The man looked up hard, and his eyes were swollen like a walnut. He rubbed his ink and opened his mouth. The blood dropped from the lips and teeth. His throat swayed and he hoared and said: "I am too low, I want to." To see you only have this method... I originally wanted to steal your sister’s ashes. Who knows... stole your brother-in-law, this is an accident.”

I licked my fingers and hit the back of the sofa. I spit out a ring of cigarettes and removed the cigarettes from the lips: "Talk about what you want to see!"

"After the exhibition of Mr. Droni, the chairman of the American Droni Company, I sent a message to me, saying that Mr. Drony is under the control of Mr. Morale. I hope that you can help... the business lines you want in the future. All for you! There will be a gift for you!"

The man said with a smile on his lips, as if he had broken bones and blood flowing down, and there was a great glory in front of him waiting for him...

When I heard this, I heard the words, and the whole back was leaning against the sofa. I looked at the cigarette indifferently. "If Mr. Moral... really controls the home of the Droni family, I believe in it... You said that the exhibition around Mr. Drony has sent you a message?! Who knows... This is a trap."

"I am a cousin, I am a cousin! We have a separate contact! He took a satellite phone and thought about it. He only dared to contact me who trusted me the most. I wanted to see you, but I want to see you. It’s too difficult! So I have to alarm your sister! If you don’t believe me, you can wait until three in the morning, I will make an appointment with Azhan... According to Moroccan time, he will contact me at three in the morning, you can Personally and Azhan said!"

In the room with a strong blood smell, only the sound of the man's blood falling on the ground can be heard.

The ink was a little bit smoky, and the fingertips in the darkness suddenly became dark and dark, just like the eyes that were deep and invisible at this time.

Even Saihande, who stood on the side, couldn't figure out what he was thinking about. He looked at the ink in this quiet and strange environment, waiting for the instructions of the ink.

"First shut people up, find a doctor to see, don't let him die, wait until today I get a call and say it!" After the ink was slow, he did not wait for Saihande action, he did not ask slowly. "What is the ashes of my brother-in-law?!"

The man with the flesh and blood was sighed with relief and his tone relaxed. He said with a smile: "I am sorry, your brother’s ashes are placed on the roof of the building where I was caught, and the right side is ventilated. At the management."

岑 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼 呼

The slow magnetic music of the ink sings inexplicably makes the man on the ground chilly. He looks up and looks at the ink with a blurred vision, waiting for the words of 岑墨...

I saw the ink on the line of sight and looked down on the man who was still bloody. He opened his mouth and said, "Put off his fingers and toes one by one to make atonement!"

"Mr. Hey!" The man who was kneeling on the ground suddenly got excited, and the man who struggled to get up and was smeared by the ink was pressed back.

"Mr. You can't do this to me!" He stared at him. "I brought you such news. Even if I stole the ashes of your brother-in-law, it is to see you! I am you and Mr. Drony's contact! You can't do this to me!"

"I am a person... I have always been very clear!" Yan Mo put the cigarette **** on his toes and stood up. "It’s merit, it’s too! If everyone wants to see me, steal the ashes of my brother-in-law. I have no peace with my sister and my brother-in-law. It’s not a mess!”

Looking at the eyes of Saihande, Saihande’s dagger ordered his hands to move...

岑 睨 睨 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那

"Mr. Rest assured!" Saihande beheaded.

The ink slammed his feet and walked toward the basement. The door just opened, and the man's hysterical screams rang through the basement.

"Mr. Hey! You can't do this to me! I am your matchmaker, I brought you such a big business, no! No! Ah..."

The creepy screams rushed out of the open basement iron gate, and Song Yu, who stood outside the door, stepped back and was so scared that the footsteps were unstable and fell.

Yan Mo did not expect that Song Yu will be outside the basement door, quietly close the basement door, blocking the erect voice inside, and gazing at the two bodyguards at the door, asked Song Wei: "How come down?!"

"I suddenly woke up and didn't see you, listened... I heard that you are here to find you!" Song Yu clenched his fists, and the **** smell from the inside made people sick and disgusting. She couldn't help her face white.

Song Wei is only a girl who has lived in a stable and harmonious world for more than 20 years. Even if she knows that her identity is not ordinary, she also thinks that her body is full of blood, and there is still a difference between imaginable and true.

"Let's go! I will accompany you up, later... you don't want to go down in the basement!"

The **** smell on the body of the ink is very unbearable for a pregnant woman who is sensitive to the smell. Song Yan frowned and gently held the arm of the ink to open the distance between the two people.

A pair of black scorpions swept through the small hands of Song Yi who pushed open their arms. The five senses were like clouds, and even the two bodyguards who stood at the entrance to the basement felt that the surrounding air was suddenly cold.

Also aware that the air is cold to the frost, there is also Song Wei, Song Yiqiang endured the disgusting feeling that came out of the stomach, the small hand rubbed his ink arm, pointed at his stomach, and complained: "Hurry up. Washing the floor and changing clothes, the baby can't smell bloody, toss me!"

The second is more birds!

(End of this chapter)