His Long Love

At the other end of the yellow family, Ji Wanzhou and Lao Bai arrived at the door of the Huang family with Lao Bai Huang Ke's unexpected mood showed no doubt. Even when facing the season evening boat, she had no fear of being threatened that day.

Ji Wanzhou put his index finger to his mouth, indicating that he would not speak.

Huang Ke opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.

Ji Wanzhou held out his other wrist and looked at him with a smile.

Huang Ke looks at Ji Wanzhou's movements and subconsciously touches the plastic bracelet on her wrist. She remembers that there are still explosives in it. Her face is pale, and she can't pronounce a syllable.

Ji Wanzhou reached out to point inside and looked at Huang Ke, so Zi forehead played riddles with him.

Huang Ke nods to confirm that the person is there.

Go in, stand in front of a door, Huang Ke knock on the door.

"Is Miss Meng here?" Tired of the voice, wear out, someone came to the door.

Ji Wanzhou suddenly heard that, this is absolutely Feng Shumo, can't be wrong.

"Why doesn't Miss Meng talk?" Feng Shumo opened the door. There were still elegant piano music in the room. When she looked up to see who was in front of her, her face turned pale.

"It's nothing new, Feng Shumo." Ji Wanzhou held his arm, motionless, but his foot was stuck by the door.

Feng Shumo tried to pull the door back, but he did not move.

"How can you be here," Feng Shumo said, his voice trembling. "Jiang Yanlin is such a fool."

"It's not too late to know he's a fool." Season evening boat mouth hook out a dangerous smile.

Lao Bai pushes Feng Shumo into the room, and Ji Wanzhou follows in.

Huang Ke turned to run, and was caught by old black, "it's impossible to run."

Four people crowded in this small room less than 30 square meters, dark and narrow, with a unique chair in the corner.

The back of the chair is covered with various kinds of whips, and the table is decorated with various kinds of torture tools.

"Bah." Old white couldn't help but burst a mouthful at Feng Shumo, "old pervert."

Needless to say, if Meng Qingge is cheated here, he will be tortured by these strange things.

Season evening boat clenched fist, "old white, get a person up."

Laobai had this intention, regardless of Feng Shumo's struggle, he bound ran firmly to the chair with unique shape.

"Ji Wanzhou, if you are here, you are not afraid of any accident of your little baby." Feng Shumo is dying, but his words are not pleasant.

"What do you want to say? I have no patience." Ji Wanzhou carefully selected, took out a whip with barbs and handed it to Lao Bai.

As soon as the argument goes on, the skin is raw and the heart rending cry of Feng Shumo is even more weird and gloomy in the melodious piano music.

Huang Ke suddenly legs soft, fell in the corner behind the door, tightly covering his ears.

"I said, night boat, you see what I have become now." Feng Shumo can't stop pleading, crying for Ji Wanzhou, "you pity me, I'll tell you what you want to know."

"Do you know the people behind Jiang Yanlin?" Season evening boat slowly said the heart of the question. Since Feng Shumo still relies on Jiang Yanlin, it means that there should be someone else who can give them the confidence.

Feng Shumo obviously breathed for two seconds, then cautiously said, "his influence in Jiangcheng is not big enough."

Ji Wanzhou raised his head, and the old white silk was not soft. He brushed twice and whipped it down. Feng Shumo almost breathed with pain and breathed fiercely with sweat. However, he made progress and was still far from death.

"Do you think I don't know his background is empty? Who gives him such arrogance. " Ji Wanzhou roars, this person's origin is definitely not small, has arrived at this point, even Feng Shumo such person all gnaws teeth not to give up him.

Ji Wanzhou is even more curious about what this person is like.

"I only know Miao." Feng Shumo quickly called out. As soon as she spoke, her flesh and skin pain could be temporarily stopped. He said slowly, but also to fight for time for himself. "He is not from this city. He has a big head. I have tried many times but I have not been able to contact him."

"How did he come into contact with Jiang Yanlin," Ji Wanzhou looked at the props in the tray, and the more he saw, the more he felt that the things here were suitable for Feng Shumo.

Feng Shumo hesitated a little after listening, Ji Wanzhou mercilessly put a small thing like a nail into his skin.

"I don't know. Since I came into contact with Jiang Yanlin, they have been very familiar with them, but they never let me know the details." Feng Shumo, wailing not only, this nail is also with barbs, will continue to penetrate into the flesh and blood.

Feng Shumo finished, but Ji Wanzhou did not respond. She looked up carefully and took a glance, but found that Ji Wanzhou frowned, staring at the mobile phone.

It is Lao Hua who sends a message to tell Ji Wanzhou that the target has arrived.Ji Wanzhou's heart suddenly flew to the majority of the company, worried that his Qingge would be in his hands, and Jiang Yanlin would make a point of burning both jade and stone.

There is nothing he wants to know about this side. The reason why he still stayed is to wait for Meng Qingge to go back together.

"You're worried about that little girl." Feng Shumo saw a chance, but she didn't seem to know what to say more than to lose.

"Fight." Ji Wanzhou does not want to hear Feng Shumo say any nonsense. The old white has a sense of propriety, the purpose of starting is also very clear, keep this person's mouth, will never let her other places easy.

"Do you still remember Ji Mengyao, he is not dead, he has returned to Jiangcheng, you are waiting for retribution." Feng Shumo was beaten crazy. There was no good place in her whole body, but she didn't want to die. She couldn't do it even if she wanted to be unconscious.

As long as the whole body moves slightly, it is very painful.

Season evening boat hears this sentence, the mind just slightly returns.

The surname Ji has not been heard by him for a long time in this city, but now someone appears again.