My iceberg smiled

Chapter 926 Then let him see more

Zhuo Qiu's hands clamping Han Ruohe's neck twitched violently, he was unsteady, but Han Ruohe struggled away.

Just as he was about to reach out his hand again, Han Ruohe immediately took a step back.

Without leaving time for the other party, continue to talk: "Do you know what the last task I gave K is?"

"..."

"Let him kill you."

Zhuo Qiu's eyes turned red: "You—"

"Don't get excited. I gave him half a month. He disappointed me so much. Even if he tried his best not to have the antidote, he didn't want to kill you. He had a chance. If he wanted to kill you, he should be very happy." easy, right?"

"..."

"I know, you are defenseless against him."

Zhuo Qiu also knew in his heart that if Anan really wanted his life, he really couldn't resist. He never guarded against Anan, even if the opponent stabbed a dagger into his body from behind.

Zhuo Qiu's voice became hoarse, his eyes were redder than before, and the same question was repeated several times: "What did you do to him?"

"Since you must know the answer, then I'll tell you, he died and was blown into pieces with a bang hahahaha!" Han Ruohe was originally smiling.

But in the next second, he felt himself suffocating for a while, and his eyeballs almost rolled out.

Zhuo Qiu is like a wild leopard, his eyes are piercingly cold, at this moment, as long as he exerts a little force with his fingers, Han Ruohe's neck can be broken immediately.

His indifferent voice was hoarse, his eyes were as red as hell, and he spit out word by word: "Every word you say, I don't believe it."

Seeing that Zhuo Qiu's state was not right, Han Mochen quickly signaled.

Fang Ci nodded, and quickly grabbed Zhuo Qiu with Ye Jin'er.

Han Ruohe deserves to die, but he absolutely can't die by Zhuo Qiu's hands and stain Zhuo Qiu's hands.

Han Mochen was also terrified at the moment.

What this man just said between the lines was that the M4 in Anan's body was detonated by him, just like the maid who was interrogated in the basement of Han's house back then, dead without a whole body.

Han Mochen and Zhuo Qiu had both seen the power of that kind of miniature bomb, and it was disgusting.

It burst from the inside of the heart, leaving no room for survival, and it was smashed directly, bloody.

But is it really as Han Ruohe said?The certainty on the other side's expression didn't look like a joke at all.

Han Mochen has studied criminal psychology, and at this moment Han Ruohe fell into a state of madness, almost desperate to expose his crimes, just to stimulate the people around him to satisfy his pleasure.

What he likes most is to see other people get angry and angry, and what he likes most is to watch other people hate each other.

Han Mochen checked the time, it was almost time.

Since he likes to watch it, let him watch it again.

Zhuo Qiu was still on the verge of collapse, Ye Jin'er and Fang Ci could hardly hold each other back.

At this moment, Han Mochen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, shaking like a piece of paper, and fell to the side.

"Mo Chen!" Fang Ci was the first to notice, and quickly let go of Zhuo Qiu to help Mo Chen.

Han Mochen narrowed his eyes, looked at Han Ruohe viciously, and pointed his hand at him, with bloodshot eyes on the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth, but some blood gushed out of his mouth again, and he was unable to speak.

The collapsed Zhuo Qiu was brought back to reality by this scene, he was stunned, and tremblingly went to call "Young Master".

"Master, what's wrong with you? Master, don't scare me."

Han Ruohe was taken aback for a moment, but then reacted and laughed even louder, making him bend over.

He said it, he said that Han Mo Chen would never return.

X did it, and the good boy did it.

Han Ruohe made the right bet. He never dreamed that it would be so smooth. He looked at Han Mochen with contempt: "Achen, is it uncomfortable? Back then your mother...was the same as you are now."

"..."

"The child you trust the most that you have always kept by your side is my best weapon."

"..."

"The feeling of being betrayed and poisoned by the person you trust the most... Isn't it great?"

The man proudly said all this, thinking that it would stimulate Han Mochen to vomit a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Unexpectedly, the young man with bloodshot lips curled up evilly.

　Your actor Oscar winner Chen is online.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)