Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 50 Second Master, his subordinates are wrong

  Huo Yirong calmly looked at a Junrong, staring at the hot video on the phone.

  His eyes are bright and extinguished, and there is already a wanton storm in his eyes, and his facial features are like Shura alive under the dark light of the study.

  The man raised his head, revealing a pair of extremely dark eyes: "Is the surveillance video copied at the hotel that night still?"

  Huo Qiang: "Yes, but the section when the third master entered the room was blank, and the monitoring failed."

  Huo Yirong pointed his finger on the desk, his knocking sound was clear, and the atmosphere in the study was erratic and low pressure.

  I don’t know how long, a gloomy sneer resounded in the study.

  "The Royal Court Hotel is the property of the Su family. What a coincidence, there was a problem with the monitoring equipment that night!"

  Huo Yirong's voice is cold and harsh, clearly angrily to the extreme.

  Huo Qiang naturally knows that the Royal Court Hotel is the property of the Su family.

  The night that the third master had an accident, she met with the Su family at the hotel to discuss the marriage between the second master and Su Jingshu, the daughter of the Su family.

  He pursed his lips, and said frankly: "Second Lord, this is a weird thing."

  Huo Yirong evokes an arc of evil, and his heart is naturally weird.

  Dr. Chen took a tube of blood from Han Kexin during the day, and it turned out that the woman was pregnant.

   However, it is not the species of their Huo family.

  Han Kexin has been pregnant for half a month, and Huo Yunjian has been in a relationship with her for less than ten days, and it is clear who the child is.

   "If I remember well, was Huo Zhi personally picking up the third brother that night?"

  Huo Yirong narrowed his eyes, his eyes twinkling.

   "Yes, when Huo Zhi got the news that night, he personally took someone to pick up San Ye."

   "Bring her here, now."

   "Yes, second master!"

  Huo Qiang turned around and prepared to leave, but was yelled at.

"and many more--"

  Huo Yirong stared at the mobile phone video, knelt on the ground and was controlled by Rong Jing, letting him recklessly conquer Han Kexin, a trace of killing intent flashed in his deep eyes.

  He raised his hand, pointed at the man in the video, and ordered: "Bring this kid to me too."

  After half an hour.

  Huo Zhi, who was embarrassed and bloodstained, was taken into Huo Yirong’s study.

  Huo Family Punishment Hall, whoever enters without dying has to peel off the skin.

  Huo Zhi stayed in it for a day and a night, and he was already tortured.

  Fortunately, I still keep my breath.

  She was stained with blood on the study carpet, and there was a strong smell of blood spreading in the room.

  While waiting, Huo Yirong got up and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. He heard the movement behind him and did not look back.

   "I have seen the second master."

  Huo Zhi got up, knelt on the carpet, propped up the body that could fall down at any time.

   She lowered her eyes, not daring to spy on the man not far away.

   Punishment Hall upgraded her servility in her bones to another depth again.

  Huo Yirong turned around, and Huo Zhi's awkward image entered his eyes, and his dark eyes showed a bewitching smile.

   "It seems that the Penalty Hall has tuned you up well."

Huo Zhi, who knelt on his knees, slowed his breathing.

   "Second Lord, the subordinate is wrong."

  She knelt on the ground, nodding her head to the ground, in a gesture of dedication, with a submissive and servile tone.

   "Climb here." Huo Yirong's voice was cold.

  Huo Zhi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, her slender fingers propped on the luxurious carpet, and she crawled towards the man in front of the French window without hesitation.

  In fact, at this moment, even if she wants her to stand up and walk, she has no strength.

  The only way to get close to the master is to crawl over.

  When Huo Zhi crawled to his eyes, Huo Yirong saw the blood stains left by her crawling on the carpet in the study.

  He frowned slightly, his eyes glowing unpleasantly.

  The anger in my heart wanted to vent, but he lowered his eyes and scanned Huo Zhi's pale little face, and his anger faded mostly.

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  (End of this chapter)