Ex-wife is not allowed to run: Satan's chief favor

"what happened?"

Everyone was puzzled, and even more baffled by his sudden squatting action.

"Master, don't get too close to A Dao, for fear of being infected by the corpse poison."

Xuehu was really worried about his master's golden body, but he didn't have the guts to pull him away.

Shangguan Yu was still not moved at all. He squatted in front of A Dao, very close, staring at A Dao's slightly outstretched palm, and then he took out a white pure silk handkerchief from his pocket. Frowning slightly, he directly grabbed Ah Dao's stiff hand.

"No...don't, master, it's really dangerous."

"Yeah, Yu, what are you doing, you are really easy to get infected like this!"

Xuehu and Matsumoto Xiang looked at Shangguan Yu extremely nervous, and Yinlang's heart was in his throat, but out of selfishness, he hoped that the master could find out something, so that Ah Dao would not die so wrongly, and he could also To avenge Ah Dao.

Shangguan Yu grabbed A Dao's stiff arm, listening to Xuehu and A Xiang's exaggerated clamor behind him, he couldn't help feeling amused.

"Others don't know, don't you think you still missed the time when I was dealing with dead bodies? Don't forget how we made the 'Yu' Group step by step into what it is today!"

"Well, it seems to be right."

"Well, that's right."

When the two screaming men and women thought about it, they instantly felt relieved.

Think about it, their boss has climbed from the bottom layer to the top position today by stepping on thousands of corpses and bones. He is like a rich second who is shouting the golden hot key, who has never seen the big world, and looks like a scholar. The three generations of the company are different. How could such a thing as corpse poison hurt their invulnerable Boss Yu!

When the two of them calmed down, Shangguan Yu focused on his eyes. He spread the white handkerchief on A Dao's blood-stained palm, pressed it, and then took it away. Everyone held their breath and didn't even dare I covered my mouth in confidence.

"God... A Dao... actually left us a clue."

Xuehu stared wide-eyed, as did her brother Yinlang.

Sho Matsumoto looked at the bloody letter printed on the handkerchief. He had a complex expression, with a smile and a mysterious one. He looked at Shangguan Yu with a smile that was not a smile.

"I think, with this word, it's not difficult to find out who is behind the murder of 'her'!"

Everyone was amazed, everyone was cheering, lamenting that God has eyes, lamenting that Ah Dao did not die in vain, at least everyone knew who was behind the scenes, and Silver Wolf found someone who could avenge Ah Dao Chou Jia, his sinister appearance even has a child-like satisfied smile, bloodthirsty red eyes exude bloodthirsty light, he is ready to go, and wants to smash the body of the person who killed his sister-in-law and A Dao Thousands of paragraphs.

But......

The only thing is, the person who should be the most happy and cheering should see that bloody character, and his whole body is like a bolt from the blue, as if he has seen the ugliness he least wants to see in his life, and the hatred in his eyes is like The fog in early winter was too thick to dissipate, but amidst the hatred, there was also a third of reluctance.

I don't want to see that the murderer is 'he', I don't want to get such an answer, and I don't want 'he' to become the target of his bloody revenge.

Thousands of reluctance, but only a slight struggle in his heart for a second or two, replaced by even greater hatred.

His cold voice had no warmth in the mass grave in the dark night, he tilted his head slightly, and said expressionlessly.

"Check it out, and after confirming that it's correct, you can do whatever you want."

"Then... what about her?"

Sho Matsumoto couldn't help being curious, and asked a lot.

The curvature of the man's mouth became colder and unfathomable.

"You have always known my style, is it not too long-winded to ask this?"

With such a shameless father, there must be a daughter who is even more vile. No matter who she is, Rose was killed by her father. The debt that should be paid and the revenge that should be avenged, she can't run away, she can't hide, she has to bear it.

Shangguan Yu clenched his fists tightly, holding the bloody handkerchief in his fist tightly. The bloody handkerchief printed on it was---Kang.