Daddy, step aside

Chapter 395 Conspiracy Theory [63 More]

The Taoist priest who had been dancing outside the door charged in with the mahogany sword.

Tang Zimo protected Huang Xiaonuan behind her back, and she kicked the stinky Taoist priest to the ground with her platform shoes.

Netizens seem to vaguely see an orange figure flashing past, and then disappear in place the next second.

Tang Song slightly winked outwards, scolding the black-clothed guards outside.

The black-clothed guards were trembling, the Taoist priests had been making noise outside, and Nuan Baobao didn't intend to drive them away, so they thought there was no need to stop these people, not to mention the Taoist priests' sudden arrival to engage in this wave made them look confused.

As the Taoist priest entered the warming kitchen workshop, the siblings dressed in sackcloth and filial piety also rushed in.

Ignoring the Taoist priest who was sitting on the ground and screaming, he ran directly to the console where their parents were sitting at that time, and threw himself on it and cried sincerely.

Now the netizens in front of the screen reacted!

【what's the situation? ! 】

[Didn't I say it was a natural death! 】

[Is someone engaging in conspiracy theories again! 】

[Call the gentle scum, Lawyer Jin! 】

[Call the police!There are troublemakers here! 】

[Call [I]! 】

【Call the man who hugged Nuan Bao that day. 】

[System Reminder: Pay attention to the chat content. 】

【(她盘哣)】

【[○?｀Д′?○]】

Seeing Tang Song winking there, Huang Xiaonuan waved his hand slightly, and took Tang Zimo to the side, and brought the hot dishes aside, as if he was afraid of disaster.

"Several, talk quickly if you have something to say. I still have to eat!"

The Taoist Gulu stood up and said, "Baby Nuan, quickly return the souls of the deceased so that they can be reborn in the Paradise of Paradise!"

Shaking his head slightly: "I'm afraid this will be difficult."

The Taoist was taken aback again, he didn't expect this warm baby to be such a hard nut to crack.

"It's noon now, the so-called time when the yang energy is the strongest, not to mention the old couple's ghosts, even I don't want to move too much. So I suggest that if you really want to summon the soul or kill the ghost, please find a night black wind high morning hours.

Be professional, please? "

Huang Xiaonuan said this with a heartbroken heart.

【puff!puff! 】

[One mouthful is the old blood from my laughter, and the other is the old blood from the old Taoist priest. 】

[Nuan Baobao, I'm calling crazy for you. 】

[Yes, yes, you still have to rely on yourself these days! 】

[+1, +1, +1...]

"Our parents could have lived a long life, but you made them hurt with one dish. You are the indirect murderer who killed them."

The woman's pointed and harsh voice sounded.

"So..." At this moment, Huang Xiaonuan was as calm as a dead tree, lifeless.

"It is true that our parents died of natural causes, but you also have an unshirkable responsibility." The man pretended to stroke his eyes with his sleeve.

In the next second, he raised his head and looked at Huang Xiaonuan calmly: "So, you must pay for the spiritual loss of our lost relatives in a humanitarian spirit."

"How much?" Huang Xiaonuan remained calm.

Tang Zimo, who was nearby, wanted to rush up to greet those people, but Tang Song firmly held him back. He believed that Nuan Baobao could solve the small crisis in front of him by himself.

The man holds out five fingers.

"5000 million?!" Huang Xiaonuan was slightly surprised.

The man and his sister looked at each other, the excitement in their eyes couldn't be hidden, and they nodded excitedly.

The Taoist who also heard this number also had a greedy smile on his face.

Shaking his head slightly.

"Then 500 million?" Asking for a million and guaranteeing [-] is the psychological price they reached before they set off.

　This kind of thing is the personal experience of Yuanzi's family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)