The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Mosi, who developed the virus, master Luo Shen, the top painter in China, Luo Wuyi, the top cheongsam master, and Smith, who taught ti'er hacker technology

These people are the root of xiyoumen's evil, and the painting digression is the key to unlock this evil.

Poor ti'er, she doesn't know the meaning of this painting. She only regards it as the last gift left to her by the "wordy grandpa" she admired since childhood, and it is also her missing for that man.

What a simple girl... She has become the victim of this crime.

Thinking of this, Qiao Chengxun couldn't bear to interrupt, "ti'er, it's meaningless to keep this painting."

Wendy's lips aroused a sad smile, and her tone was full of regret. "At the beginning, my wordy grandfather painted this painting for a long time, which was not as simple as you think, and there was a secret between Luo Li and me in this painting. It burned like this. I didn't know what the secret was all my life."

After hearing his wife's regret, Qiao Chengxun wanted to change his mind immediately, but the painting could not remain in the world. He was very clear and sober.

"Do you want to know the secret?"

"Don't you want to know?" Wendy asked.

Qiao Chengxun replied very positively, "No."

Wendy: "

Joe Yama, you are the most different!

Wendy greedily looked again and again. Finally, she felt the pain to give up her love and handed the painting to him, "here you are. Don't let me see it when it's burning."

Qiao Chengxun took the picture, got up and went out.

Wendy didn't want to see such a cruel scene, but she couldn't help following out after all.

Ah Lin took the lighter and diesel, handed the lighter to Qiao Chengxun, and then unscrewed the diesel bottle.

Looking at this famous painting worth 500 million, ah Lin looked sad, "Qiao Shao, do you really want to burn 500 million?"

Qiao Chengxun said in a deep voice, "burning is a relief for Ti."

Ah Lin sighed and raised the diesel. "Then I'm drenched."

Qiao Chengxun nodded and said no more.

Ah Lin raised the diesel bottle and wanted to pour water on the painting. Suddenly, a stop voice came behind him: "you can't burn, this painting can't burn!"

It's not Wendy, it's mama.

Mama came panting and said, "this painting must not be burned. You must keep this painting for the life of xiaotizi!"

Hearing the speech, Qiao Chengxun and a Lin frowned.

Wendy came up and asked curiously, "mama, do you know anything?"

Mama looked at the child she had brought up. A trace of regret flashed at the bottom of her eyes and sighed, "ah... You take the picture in quickly and let's go in and say."

Wendy immediately snatched the painting back. She was afraid that the man named Alin would pour diesel oil on the painting again.

The crowd returned to the house and sat on the sofa.

Mama took the painting in her hand and looked at the two children in the painting, with a desolate arc on her lips.

"I asked Luo Shen to draw this picture. It contains not only the drawings of the twelve viruses, but also the antidotes to the twelve viruses."

"What are you talking about?" Qiao Chengxun looked excitedly at the old nun who was over half a hundred years old. His intuition told him that this woman must know something.

Mama sighed, "Mr. Qiao, Xiaoli should have told you something. He said he missed someone. I'm also one of the founders."

Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes are slightly frozen. If ti'er is not here, he is bound to kill the woman himself!

Wendy was confused and asked, "what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word? "