Villain: I Slapped The God Of War In The Face At The Beginning, And The Female President Helped Me V

The more you look at the picture, the more you feel.

Auntie Lan paused and didn’t say anything.

Bai Jinghong tightened his control again.

Auntie Lan spoke immediately.

This soul-controlling pill really needs to be controlled at the same time to be effective.

“Fang Tianque is a mysterious figure. I haven’t seen him for more than 20 years.”

“But I know that after the fall of the Fang family, he cultivated an organization called Skynet. I don’t know its strength, but 20 years ago, he was already a very powerful existence.”

“The Bai family, Ji family, Yan family, Liu family, Jiang family, and Su family, at that time, more than 30 Heaven-level Great Perfection strongmen besieged him and barely crippled him!”

“Even though he was crippled and shot thirteen times, he still survived like a miracle.”

Bai Jinghong was a little speechless. This is the consequence of not finishing off the knife.

If his head had been chopped off at that time, nothing else would have happened.

But it is understandable. Fang Tianque was also a figure at that time. Even in political struggles, many things could not be made too ugly.

People are dead, and they have to be beheaded. There will always be someone speaking up.

But thinking about it carefully, Bai Jinghong still felt a little scalp numb. This old dog is really scary.

He is worthy of being the protagonist, worthy of being the head of the first family in China!

If it weren’t for his grandfather and grandfather, the generation of that generation fighting for power with the Fang family, I don’t know how powerful the Fang family would be now.

I’m afraid it’s possible to stand in the first position in China or even the world…

Damn the protagonist’s halo.

“What does that Skynet organization do? Is it a mercenary organization?” Bai Jinghong continued to ask.

Aunt Lan shook her head: “I don’t know.”

“Then why are you so willing to work for Fang Tianque?” Bai Jinghong didn’t have anything to ask, so she asked casually and prepared to end it.

Aunt Lan pulled: “Because he is a real strong man, I admire strong men, and he made me feel what it feels like to be a woman.”

“It’s so refreshing to be scalded by him. It’s been more than 20 years, and I can’t forget that feeling.”

“At that time, he opened my legs, the blue veins bulged, and the huge…”

“Stop, stop, stop, shut up!” Bai Jinghong stopped decisively.

Damn, this damn Auntie Lan, is she going to describe the details?

Bai Jinghong was speechless.

Fang Tianque couldn’t even stand up now, but she was still bragging.

After asking, Bai Jinghong was no longer in control.

Auntie Lan also returned to her original crazy state.

Screaming over there!

“Master, people are coming!” The subordinate came to report at this time.

Bai Jinghong looked over there and saw Song Pai running towards this side.

“Mr. Bai…” Song Pai was very excited.

Bai Jinghong nodded: “How is your brother? Has he recovered?”

Song Pai nodded: “He will be discharged soon, Mr. Bai, you asked me to come here, do you have any instructions?”

“Well, you contact Qin Mohu and tell him that Auntie Lan has recovered and is clamoring to see him.”

Song Pai was stunned and turned his head to look inside the glass.

Auntie Lan is clearly… playing with poop!

Bai Jinghong shook his head helplessly: “Just say it, don’t worry about the rest, I will watch in the dark.”

“When the people come, you first dismiss everyone here and let them talk alone.”

Song Pai didn’t understand Bai Jinghong’s intention, but he didn’t dare to question it.

Whatever Bai Jinghong said, he did.

After Bai Jinghong explained, he went directly to an office and waited quietly.

He also poured a glass of water, threw the soul-controlling pill in, and shook it.

The soul-controlling pill will melt when it meets anyone, and you can’t see what it is at all.

He gave the water cup to Song Pai and asked him to present it to him when the time comes.

Chatting and drinking water are basic, Qin Mohu won’t think so much.

Almost half an hour later, Bai Jinghong could see several luxury cars coming through the window glass.

The leader was Qin Mohu.

Bai Jinghong smiled faintly and waved to the people behind him.

Everyone retreated.

Bai Jinghong muttered something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes again.

Compared with his other control skills, the advantage of the Soul Control Pill is that he doesn’t need to be present at the scene.

Fang Laogou asked Wu Mei to give him the Soul Control Pill before, and he wanted to control himself from thousands of miles away.

He controlled it in the office, which was not difficult at all.

Qin Mohu and his group also rushed upstairs as soon as possible.

He didn’t want Aunt Lan to have any problems.

After all, she was still very useful. If she went crazy, the engagement with Bai Ruoxi would be in jeopardy.

The situation would be much more troublesome.

Fortunately, Song Pai informed him that Aunt Lan was fine.

And he had something to say to him alone.

He naturally rushed over.

“Mr. Qin!” Song Pai outside hurried to greet him.

“Well, Aunt Lan is fine?” Qin Mohu was a little confused.

This is too fast.

Maybe it’s just a temporary mental illness, not a lasting one, so it’s okay.

But I have to explain it well later, otherwise Aunt Lan will definitely be dissatisfied with him locking her up in a mental hospital.

Looking through the glass, Aunt Lan was sitting on the bed, looking very calm, and her eyes were staring at Qin Mohu.

A normal person’s posture.

It’s just the feces on the floor of the room… This is a bit…

But it should be done when it’s not normal.

Song Pai also handed over water at this time: “Yes, Mr. Qin, you came here in such a hurry, drink some water first.”

Qin Mohu nodded, took it, drank a sip, and then put it by the window.

Seeing Qin Mohu drink it, Song Pai also said directly: “Mr. Qin has something to discuss, don’t disturb him here.”

Those people didn’t think much and retreated.

“Qin Mohu, come in, let’s talk!” Aunt Lan spoke at this time.

Although the voice felt a little stiff, it was not abnormal.

Qin Mohu hesitated for a moment and prepared to go in.

It seems that Aunt Lan is still angry that she locked her up here.

Qin Mohu opened the door and walked in.

The stench inside made Qin Mohu uncomfortable.

“Why? Very stinky? Disgusted? Then do you know how you felt when I was here?” Aunt Lan said.

Sure enough, Qin Mohu was hanging her like this. He deliberately let her in and made her admit her mistake.

Qin Mohu smiled faintly: “Aunt Lan, I had no choice. I really couldn’t handle your situation at that time…”

“Really?” Aunt Lan patted the bed with a blank expression: “Sit down and talk.”

Qin Mohu was very disgusted, but Aunt Lan’s anger had to be calmed down.

After all, she was the master’s person, and he also needed her help.

At worst, I would go back and lose my clothes and pants, and take a good bath.

“Aunt Lan, don’t be angry. I did behave inappropriately in this matter.”

Qin Mohu was still smiling.

But soon, Qin Mohu suddenly rolled his eyes and felt uncomfortable all over.

It seemed like he was in a “virtual” space.

His hand unconsciously explored the peak of Aunt Lan’s collar, and then went deep and moved.

Aunt Lan also approached Qin Mohu,

The two looked at each other.

The next second, Aunt Lan went from the head of the bed and then hugged Qin Mohu’s neck with one hand.

Offer your lips.

The two kissed instantly, and the movement of their tongues could be seen.

In the office, Bai Jinghong grabbed a trash can.

“Yue~” He retched heavily.

“Damn it, using mind control is really disgusting. The system is not deceiving me. It really disgusts myself and helps others!”

Using mind control is like happening in front of you. All the subtle movements appear in your mind. It would be strange if it is not disgusting.

After retching, Bai Jinghong continued, his hands seemed to be making seals, closing his eyes and increasing the control.

His brows were furrowed throughout the whole process.

Aunt Lan and Qin Mohu in the ward became more and more passionate.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, like two hungry and thirsty people meeting each other.

Clothes fell one by one.

In the end, they were honest with each other.

Qin Mohu’s