Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"I don't know," said the old woman, washing her clothes with her head down. Her eyes were clear and could not see the bottom. She was blind. "Sir, they were on the side of the first floor. There was a lounge."

The old man said indifferently.

Ma Zi and others immediately led the bodyguard. All the doors here were open, as if it was an evaporation of the world. Everything was the same——

All the doors were slightly open, with messy gambling chips on the table and Bloody Mary at the bar.

They are all listed neatly.

Ma Zai and others didn't need special force at all, so they broke the door. It was where they talked that day.

I saw that the original black fox skin blanket was still tilted on the soft couch, but there was no blood on the wooden floor. The floor was very clean.

However, there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Obviously, this place has been cleaned up.

Quiet, suffocating silence.

In this kind of place, a little wind and grass move, all seem extremely terrible, ferocious and mysterious

Light and shadow are shaking slightly.

Ma Zi and others immediately looked down. There was a dark door not far away. The pure black carving pattern was the same as the carving on the wall. If there was no light and shadow beating at that moment, they couldn't see that there was a dark room there.

Ma Zai and others approached slowly in case of fraud.

Push the door open carefully.

Inside is a bright ancestral hall.

Pure white silk and satin hung on the roof and dropped neatly.

In front of me is a high table with fresh fruit, candlesticks lit on both sides, and

The six black and white photos listed above.

"Hula -"

There is a small window here. The slightly cold wind mixed with the damp breath rushed in. For a moment, the dark paper pressed on the offering table was blown up!

The horse's brain was suddenly stimulated and his intuition was bad. He immediately led the bodyguard to withdraw.

When they left for the room, hidden weapons had been shot out under the tribute table.

And in that narrow alley, there are many seemingly embarrassed beggars gathering gradually

The skills of Ma Zai and others are very fast. Of course, he knows that these people are not beggars at all, but some disguised killers. Sure enough, when they drove away quickly, ragged beggars took out weapons from under the ragged skirts!

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PS: there are red envelopes in this chapter. Give me a hint!

["I just want to kiss you," Dongfang Shijin slightly released a hand and caressed Ye Qingcheng's small face. His fingertips affectionately slid down her career and landed on her cherry pink lips, "**********************************************"]

That is what the East said behind! Baa, ha ha! Turn it over yourself. The answer is in the previous chapters! (specific? Shh, chapter 883!)