Quick Transmigration: The Fierce Host Teases The Sick Boy God

Chapter 272 The Countryside Sweet Wife of the Rich CEO

Chapter 272 The Countryside Sweet Wife of the Rich CEO (65)

Wu Shuangshuang nodded, "I understand."

She took out a dagger and approached Nan Qiao slowly.

The closer she got to Nan Qiao, the more frightened Wu Shuangshuang became, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Wu Shuangshuang gritted her teeth and wanted to slap Nan Qiao's face, but she discovered something frightening.

Her hands are not controlled by her body at all, as if someone has taken the initiative of her body, only retaining her consciousness, but unable to control her body, she can only watch her body do things that don't match her thoughts.

Suddenly, with a wave of Wu Shuangshuang's hand, the dagger passed Mo Fan's eyes.

Mo Fan immediately screamed in pain, and raised his hand to cover the wound at the corner of his eye. Warm blood flowed out, soaking his palm.

Everyone didn't react from such a change, they all looked at Mo Fan in a daze.

Wu Shuangshuang was so frightened that she immediately threw away the dagger in her hand, and explained in a panic: "I... I didn't do it on purpose, no! It wasn't me."

Seeing them looking at her, Wu Shuangshuang said again: "It's really not me! Just now my body seemed to be controlled by someone else, I couldn't control it at all, and then... Then I made a sudden move, which hurt Young Master Mo .”

"Isn't what happened to the two of them so weird? I just didn't hurt myself. In fact, it's the same situation as the two of them. I really didn't lie. You have to believe me."

Wu Shuangshuang said and looked at Mo Fan, her eyes were wet and red with fear, "Young Master Mo, I didn't mean to hurt you, I dare not do such a thing, you have to believe me, I really didn't mean to do that on purpose of."

"I trust you." Mo Fan replied, he believed in Wu Shuangshuang, but it didn't mean he didn't remember the account, no matter how hard Wu Shuangshuang couldn't control his body, it was a fact that he was hurt anyway.

His face was ruined like this, it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry, how would he meet people when he went out?

Mo Fan's eyes fell on Nan Qiao, his angry expression was mixed with fear, "What method did you use?"

"It's funny what you said. My hands and feet are tied here. What can I do? It's obvious that you are all crazy and hurting yourself desperately. What does it matter to me?" Nan Qiao said in a tone replied calmly.

"Just kill her!" Zhang Liuliu said angrily.

Wu Shuangshuang said: "Didn't you just say that whoever wants to kill her will kill himself? This... who dares to be the first to do it?"

"What a fool! You can ask the people we hired to do it," Zhang Liuliu gave her a blank look.

Lu Lianxin also thought it was a good idea, "Yes, let them do it, maybe they can get rid of her."

"Young Master Mo, what do you think?" Wu Shuangshuang wanted to hear Mo Fan's opinion.

Mo Fan's heart is very confused now, but he has to figure out what's going on, so he hesitated for a while, and agreed to what they said, "Okay, just do as you said."

"You guys are really cowards. You dare not try it for fear of death, but you ask others to try it." Nan Qiao laughed sarcastically.

"You..." Mo Fan raised his hand angrily, but thinking of the consequences of their wanting to touch Nan Qiao, he immediately put his hand down, "You are dying, so you can be as stubborn as you want, and you will regret it later."

"I don't have the word regret in my life dictionary, but you guys, I think the chance of regret is higher." Nan Qiao replied with a smile.

Nan Qiao still looked very scared before, but now it is calm and calm, and there is no trace of fear.

They only thought that Nan Qiao had something to rely on after seeing this strange thing, and they were so fearless. They didn't think that the strange thing was done by Nan Qiao, how could Nan Qiao have such a great ability.

(End of this chapter)

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