Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

At night, the sky was dark and everything was just right for Song Qian, who was wearing special glasses.

According to the route in her memory, Song Qian ordered the assassins around her to attract the attention of the bodyguards of the pei residence, and she went straight into the prison where the pei residence might hide people.

All of this went much smoother than expected. In less than half an hour, Song Qian had already looked around the dungeon and even found the secret door, but she did not find any clues related to Qian Mengmeng.

"Who?" A cold breath quickly swept past Song Qian.

Song Qian narrowed her eyes and chased after the shadow. When she saw that she was about to catch up, she was suddenly stopped.

Then, Pei Yilin's voice, which was so cold as if it could freeze a person into ice, came over coldly, "Song Qian, you should remember what I said before!"

Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian bloodthirsty, but his heart was bleeding. He didn't want to hurt her, but he knew that they had to hurt each other once more.

Pei Yilin clenched his fists, his fists bulging with thick veins, and the time in his dark eyes was cruel and cold, like a bloodthirsty devil trying to devour the prey in front of him.

Song Qian didn't answer and asked, "Where's Mengmeng? Give her to me, and we will disappear from your sight from now on."

"Disappear." Pei Yilin's voice was bloodthirsty. "Only dead people disappear completely."

Song Qian was too lazy to talk to Pei Yilin anymore. This afternoon, she begged and pleaded, but he was unreasonable and did not even investigate the truth.

This man, like a nightmare, had been with her for six years. Now, he turned into a demon to anger her and to kill her daughter. She hated him to death!

However, this man had unknowingly opened the door to her heart, and lived in it, so that she couldn't help but care about him.

This feeling was not good at all. Song Qian squeezed the gun in his hand and attacked Pei Yilin directly.

But just as song qian approached Pei Yilin, dozens of pistols pointed at her.

Song Qian sighed and smiled. She dared to break into the pei family and was determined to die with Qian Mengmeng.

Song Qian's hand suddenly spilled a handful of white powder, and then, she bent down to avoid the bullets coming from the shooting, trying to shoot Pei Yilin, but he also hid very quickly.

For some reason, Song Qian was reminded of the day Pei Yilin caught him stealing the red wine. He was smiling, she was messing around, and there was clearly such a happy time between them.

The bodyguards around Pei Yilin were not useless, but the people Song Qian brought were already led away by other bodyguards. Song Qian was very disadvantaged, and Pei Yilin's personal involvement made her even more vulnerable.

Soon, a pistol was cooler than Song Qian's temple.

The man with the gun was none other than Pei Yilin, who had once spoiled Song Qian to the bone marrow. His face was as handsome as ever, and his people were as arrogant as ever, but there was less tenderness in his eyes and more violence.

Song Qian did not resist, but asked, "You want to kill me?"

"You forced me to kill you." Pei Yilin coldly pushed the barrel further.

With his finger on the trigger, Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian with hatred in his eyes. "Song Qian, you're only here to see if Qian Mengmeng is still alive. I'll do it for you. Now, I'll let you see for yourself how she died."

"Kang Lu, show her the video!"

At the command, Kang Lu came over with the dv in the dark.

"Bodyguard Song, my condolences." Kang Lu couldn't bear to hand over the dv, but Song Qian grabbed it in a hurry.

Song Qian opened the video with trembling eyes.

The image in the dv was none other than Qian Mengmeng. She was tied up and kept shaking her head at Pei Yilin. She was crying. She was shot in the head and didn't close her eyes when she died.

Suppressing the pain in her heart, Song Qian watched dozens of seconds of dv video as if she had watched a century long, consuming all her energy.

She did not know how to react. She was almost stunned, from the initial shock, then disbelief, then endless fear, and finally all to loneliness.

She heard something, crackling, heartbreaking.

"No!" Song Qian's body was trembling and her voice was stuck in her throat. "No, Mengmeng won't die."

She infiltrated the the Pei family, just betting that Pei Yilin wouldn't really kill Qian Mengmeng.

But now, when Song Qian saw the money mengmeng lying on the floor in the dv, she could not calm down anymore.

Mengmeng, Mengmeng, Mengmeng!

Her beloved daughter, the daughter she took care of in her hands, was actually killed by the man in front of her?

Pei Yilin couldn't bear to see song qian's expression at this moment. He was so desperate.

This was how Song Qian knew about Qian Mengmeng's death. Without the support of hatred, how would she survive?

That video was just a composite of Pei Yilin's technology. It was a movie clip, and it had nothing to do with Qian Mengmeng.

"What? Song Qian, is it painful to see the person you love die in front of you?" Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Pei Yilin coldly provoked Song Qian. "This is your retribution for killing Pei Pingping. No, that's not enough. Someone, bring me those undead killers."

At the same time as song qian, all the killers who broke into pei's mansion were brought to Song Qian.

The killers were all injured and lined up in front of Song Qian.

"Don't worry about us. Leave!" The killers had a good relationship with Song Qian. Knowing that she was saving her daughter, they were more willing to help.

They knew their fate when they attacked the pei residence under Xiao Honglian's orders, but they did not regret it because they all admired the Mystery, her calm and wise.

But now, seeing her become hesitant because of them, everyone looked at each other and was about to take action.

"No, no way!" Song Qian hurriedly stopped them, but at the same time a colder male voice issued an order, "Dislocate their jaws. I want what's inside."

No one dared to disobey Pei Yilin's orders.

Before the Honglian Assassin Center had time to resist, a faster group of people had followed Pei Yilin's orders.

"Lord, this is a total of 25 poisons." The poison was handed over to Pei Yilin, and the man in charge looked at Song Qian with a smile. "The poison is controlled by a remote control. Once someone in the dark presses the button, these people will die in an instant."

"Poison?" Song Qian stared blankly at the man. She could not see his face clearly, but she was familiar with his voice.

"Yes, and this poison has something to do with the assassination operation a long time ago. And the remote control must be in the Mystery's pocket right now, right?" The man said jokingly, as if he didn't take Pei Yilin seriously, which confirmed Song Qian's thoughts.

"Nonsense!" Song Qian was startled and clenched his fists unconsciously.

This was no one else but Ghost King, who had a deep hatred for her.

Song Qian shouted anxiously, "Pei Yilin, let go of me. Otherwise, you will be in danger."

Even at this moment, she seemed to be worried about Pei Yilin's safety.

Her subconscious care warmed Pei Yilin's heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

He knew the situation was dangerous, so she had to go!

"The only person in danger is you." Pei Yilin proudly pointed the gun at Song Qian's temple again. "Hand over the remote control. I can give you a full body."

Song Qian looked up in disbelief. "Pei... Yilin?"

"Boss Pei, let me do this." The man smiled and without waiting for Pei Yilin to reply, he reached out to Song Qian's waist.

Seeing that he was about to get what he wanted, Song Qian narrowed his eyes and took action against the barrel.

Her movements were quick, accurate, and ruthless. She swept her leg across the man's lower plate and then into his eyes.

Pei Yilin stood by and watched her struggle with the man. Her heart ached imperceptibly.

Pei Yilin took his hand without a trace and attacked the man's crotch. He quickly pulled song qian into his arms.

Feeling a cold wind, the man subconsciously dodged. Although he avoided Pei Yilin's attack, it was already an extravagant hope to take action against Song Qian.

The man's eyes darkened and he could only suppress the shock in his heart and pretended to look at Pei Yilin in surprise.

"Boss Pei?"

"Get down!" Pei Yilin shouted coldly, "I want to kill her myself!"

"Yes." The man retreated obediently, but his glance at Song Qian was meaningful.

The man's figure moved further and further away and soon disappeared from Song Qian's sight.

Kang Lu was also in a trance. When did Pei Yilin have such a ruthless man next to him?

Pei Yilin had a strict rule of using people around him: there was no need for ruthless people, such people, do things quickly, but also easily betray the master.

Look at the ghost king, Song Qian's brows did not loosen, Ghost King actually lurked to Pei Yilin's side?

"You can let me go." With cold eyes, Song Qian broke free from Pei Yilin's arms.

When he looked at him again, the worry that had been suppressed had now turned into undisguised hatred and disgust, as well as a strong hatred.

The picture of Qian Mengmeng's death kept circling in Song Qian's mind. She wanted to kill Pei Yilin for revenge, but she could only calm down. Whether she could kill Pei Yilin was one thing. Those killers she brought with her could not be her victims.

Pei Yilin, let them go. Otherwise, I'll kill you." Song Qian said coldly.

She also had a gun in her hand, and the black muzzle was aimed straight at Pei Yilin's left chest, where his heart was.

"Kill me?" Pei Yilin smiled faintly. "Song Qian, do you think you have that ability?"

"What am I capable of? You may only know the tip of the iceberg." Song Qian's tone was very cold, with a certain decisiveness.

Song Qian was desperate. Qian Mengmeng was dead, and she wanted to die with him. But now, the enemy was not dead, but the friend was dead. She could only hold on to her strength and do what she had to do before she went to accompany Qian Mengmeng.

Pei Yilin clenched his fist and looked at Song Qian coldly.

After thinking for a long time, he calmly said, his voice seemed to come from hell, without any emotion, frightening the soul: "Tied up these killers and threw them outside the Honglian Assassin Center door, and Song Qian, directly take them down!"

At the command, the assassins who helped Song Qian were tied up and stuffed into the prepared van, and Song Qian was tied to Pei Yilin's study by Kang Lu and others.

In the study, it was so quiet that Song Qian could only vaguely hear an episode of the ice queen.

The familiar melody sent Song Qian into a trance and he couldn't help but go back to the good days when he watched cartoons with Qian Mengmeng.

At that time, although Qian Mengmeng was a little infatuated, she had not provoked Pei Yilin. The two of them lived a happy and leisurely life.

Let!

It

Go! Let

It

Go... "

These were Qian Mengmeng's favorite lines and her best.

Song Qian remembered Qian Mengmeng's bold words at the time. She said she wanted to be the youngest and most famous superstar in the world and make everyone like her.

Now, she was only five years old, but she had no chance to fulfill her wish.

Song Qian's eyes were wet from time to time, and he had been standing there for a long time.

The cool night wind blew up her hair, revealing her pair of exceptionally bright eyes, beautiful eyes overflowing with despair.