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Chapter 167 Another one dies

The mother of the protagonist she plays is preparing a sumptuous dinner for her, and she has to kill all three members of the family tonight.

Wang Peng didn't tell her at all what kind of moment she should choose. This was simply a test of her ability to perform on the spot.

An Ning sat down at the small square table. Looking at the simple but warm dinner on the table, she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

This meal...she felt from the bottom of her heart that it was not cooked for her.

I don’t know where this idea suddenly came from. Although it is very inexplicable, it is really true.

Sure enough, at this moment, a woman suddenly appeared in front of her with a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs. Just when An Ning raised her chopsticks to pick up a piece and put it into her mouth, her hand was suddenly patted.

The movement was very light. If she hadn't felt it personally, she might have thought that the move just now was just her imagination.

But no.

That's what really exists.

So is this sweet and sour pork ribs really made for her?
An Ning reasonably suspected that this was just a woman's excuse. In fact, there was someone else who really deserved to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs.

"This...this is reserved for Xiaoyu..." Although she lacked confidence, the woman still gritted her teeth and spoke out without any hesitation.

The movement of An Ning's hand suddenly stopped, and the tip of the knife stopped right at the woman's back. The sharp tip easily pierced the thin clothes on the woman's back, and bright red blood seeped out from where the tip of the knife stopped. The camera The people behind him suddenly took a breath of cold air, their eyes were stunned and they didn't dare to move at all.

She was afraid that the knife would really fall upon her words.

Wang Peng, who was standing in the center, was silent for a few seconds before answering the question, "Don't worry, it's fake. This actor is covered with blood bags. It should be the blood bag that An Ning broke. I didn't see that the blood flow was a bit too fast." Is it soon?”

The question was asked tactfully. The person who said this actually wanted to ask whether An Ning really stabbed someone or whether it was fake.

What if An Ning was fatally stabbed... Then the blood flowing now should not just be true and false blood, but whether it is a mixture of true and false blood.

Thinking of this, An Ning suddenly realized why she was thinking about when to do something just now? Isn't this the best time?
The protagonist's mother wouldn't let the protagonist eat the so-called sweet and sour pork specially made for the protagonist, and the protagonist killed his mother out of anger... It's not something difficult to understand, right?
An Ning immediately took out the knife as she said she would do it, and her slender white fingertips were even playing with the sharp fruit knife nonchalantly - spinning it around in circles at a speed so fast that it left an afterimage. The woman's back was getting closer and closer as she walked back to the kitchen.

"I heard what you said? You said you would do it for me next time, but this time you would give it to your brother first, right?" The knife in An Ning's hand was still pressed against the woman, but she was not pressed at the original position, but Move the knife to the main artery in the neck.

She looked at the decoration in the kitchen leisurely, and when she saw the remaining half of the tenderloin cut into pieces and placed aside without being put into the pot, she seemed to have seen some kind of joke, "Tell me...is this also reserved for my brother?" "

The woman who had never thought that her daughter would become so crazy also began to be afraid. Her body was trembling slightly and she pressed tightly against the kitchen counter. Her voice was trembling, "Xiao, Xiaoyu... you listen to me……"

She didn't know who it was, but it definitely couldn't be her.

Every time An Ning said a word, the movement of her hands would add one point. The pressure brought by the sharp blade was not as strong as B. Even if the woman was already an experienced actor, she would not dare to take An Ning's words at this time. .

"Did An Ning stab him in the right place? Is this bleeding real blood or fake blood?"

A normal person would not bleed so much if he was stabbed in a small hole.

An Ning is not someone who strikes lightly. When she saw blood oozing out from the woman's back, she took back her hand. She spoke with a smile and a slow and crazy tone, "Mom, that sweet and sour pork... is really special." Make something for me to eat?”

What's the warning?

But maybe it would have been possible if An Ning's strength wasn't as light as seen on the camera.

The woman's hand lightly patted the back of her hand, which meant a warning.

Warn her not to eat alone.

In this position, all she needed to do was stab the opponent with force, and the opponent would definitely die.

An Ning raised her eyebrows, "Really?"

Although she said this, the movement of her hand did not slow down at all, and the blade had already left a bloody mark on the woman's neck.

"stop!"

The woman stopped taking the role and shouted loudly.

An Ning immediately stopped her hand, and she slashed the bloody knife onto the cutting board with her backhand, with a hurried expression on her face, "Sister, are you okay? I didn't scare you, did I? I didn't really mean to strike..."

This wave of back-and-forth was so good that even the woman who had been acting for decades didn't react at once. She was stuck for half a second before answering, "I...I forgot the words. Let me look at it again." "Ah... That's good. That's good. I thought I scared you. I'm so sorry..." An Ning put on another tall hat.

The woman was in a dilemma and didn't know what to say for a moment.

This break lasted for about ten minutes. The woman took the initiative to adjust and then started.

Before resuming the game, An Ning was pulled away by Wang Peng to talk.

The main discussion was that she should be more restrained and not act too similar to avoid scaring people.

Well, yes, Wang Peng asked her to hold it back.

Tell her not to scare others.

what is this?
Is it because her acting skills are so good?

Or is it because she is so awesome?

It doesn't matter, she looks too much like a murderer.

An Ning agreed, then turned around and forgot about the matter.

After going back, the scene was still the same. The woman was standing by the kitchen counter. An Ning held a knife against her neck. The force in his hand became stronger and blood seeped out from her neck. But this time An Ning did not hold back his hand. It was a direct and direct way to give the other party a pleasant surprise.

The woman fell to the ground on the spot, and An Ning just looked down at the other party with no emotion in her eyes.

After a long time, she seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly knelt down and said, "Mom, don't adopt any more people in your next life. You might raise another white-eyed wolf."

After saying that, she turned around and left the kitchen, but she closed the yellow sliding door of the kitchen before leaving the kitchen to prevent the other two people from seeing a body on the ground when they entered.

That would greatly affect her progress in killing people.

Almost the moment she left the kitchen, the sound of a key being unlocked suddenly came from the originally closed door.

An Ning looked up at the clock on the wall, it was five forty.

It was her dear brother who was out of school.

　As soon as Jiang Chiyu got married, her adoptive parents sold her to Pei Jinnian, the most famous wife-control specialist in Jinghai City.

　　Highest record: Killed six fiancées in three years.

　　She is expected to be the seventh.

　　Jiang Chiyu: In my previous life, I killed people and set fires. In this life, I will marry Pei Jinnian.

　　On the day of the wedding, Jiang Chiyu didn't wait for the groom, but she waited for the great news: the groom passed away in a car accident. Not even a single body was left for her, leaving only a long series of cold numbers in his bank card, and She inherited a listed company and dozens of properties in her name.

　　When Jiang Chiyu heard the news, he immediately burst into tears and cried: Husband, I will definitely live a good life for you!
　　My husband is cold and hard, motionless and feels at ease.

　　After inheriting her late husband's inheritance, Jiang Chiyu's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

　　The best adoptive parents are still working hard from nine to five, but she has become wealthy and free, and the numbers on her bank card warm her day and night.

　　The green tea bitch cousin is still looking for a golden husband. She has already married the perfect husband, who doesn’t smoke, doesn’t drink, doesn’t cheat, and doesn’t even catch his breath!
　　While her former rival was still struggling in the mud, she had risen to prominence, and her position as CEO of a listed company was impregnable.

　　Whenever others ask her about her feelings for her late husband, Jiang Chiyu's answers are nothing more than: "I loved him to death", "I will marry him in the next life", "I will stay a widow for him for the rest of my life"

　　But when the man stood in front of her alive, Jiang Chiyu only said one sentence for a long time: "You look just like my husband hanging on the wall."

　　There was a smile in Pei Jinnian's eyes: "It's me, I don't have to be a little widow anymore, are you happy?"

　　It’s over, is it still too late to get a divorce?

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