Killer whale sister is three and a half years old

Jiang Hui twitched his lips and his fingers trembled, obviously very disgusted Murong Chen hid the things in the pockets sewn on top of his underwear.

"Sir, this..."

Qin Yihan glanced at him: "Copy it!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Hui froze his fingers and quickly opened the computer that he carried with him, and found that the file had been set up layer by layer for security.

List of living human organs!

Jiang Hui's muscles wrapped in a black suit collapsed instantly, and his Adam's apple, who had always been calm and introverted, rolled rapidly.

He looked up at Mr.

"Sir, I..."

Qin Yihan strode over, and Jiang Hui stepped aside.

Qin Yihan flipped through the content of the document and found a name.

After Jiang Hui saw it, all his strength seemed to be drained in an instant, and his complexion suddenly turned pale.

All the hopes hidden in his eyes were instantly extinguished when he saw the familiar and no longer familiar name, and there was silence.

Qin Yihan's deep voice sounded: "The culprit is there!"

Jiang Hui, who was as lonely as dead branches and leaves, suddenly came to his senses, and he lowered his head.

"Thank you, sir!"

After finishing the sentence, Jiang Hui rushed towards that old Murong Chen and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Even if you are prepared, you still cannot accept it when you see it.

Such a good person, why did he end up in such a miserable situation?

Jiang Hui was born poor, from a remote mountain village, an orphan.

But he was lucky. He was met by Song Jing, a junior high school teacher. Song Jing, who was not married at the age of forty and was also an orphan, sponsored him to go to school for 15 years.

But one day 15 years later, the reborn parent in his life suddenly disappeared, and he frantically searched for it.

It wasn't until the past few years that he took advantage of the convenience of working with Mr. Wang to find any clues.

The last place Mr. Song appeared was in Country W, and the document just now showed that Mr. Song had been killed five years ago.

Has been killed.

The document that the husband showed him was marked with [Song Jing, Donor No. 0325].

All expectations failed, [Song Jing, Donor No. 0325] stimulated Jiang Hui's heart and brain even more.

His eyes were red and his breathing was short of breath.

His fingers clenched into fists and rattled, and he lost all sanity in an instant.

While punching and kicking Murong Chen, he cursed in a crying voice.

"I thought it was fake news at first, but I didn't expect that your Murong family would actually do such an outrageous and inhuman thing!"

"How many years?"

"How many innocent lives were stained in your hands?"

"They are all real people! In your eyes, they are just like cats and dogs on the side of the road. They can be captured by you at will as carriers for the sale of living human organs?"

"Why don't good people live long, but evil people like you can sit on tens of billions of assets and live a life that countless people envy and look up to?"

"why!"

"why!"

Jiang Hui hissed at the end, his eyes were red.

Punch after punch, kick after kick.

Murong Chen had long since lost the strength to resist, lying on the ground he exhaled more air, but inhaled less.

Jiang Hui had no reason at all. At this moment, he suddenly understood how his husband almost collapsed because of the disappearance of his daughter half a year ago.

Because of the pouring of emotion, because that is their closest relative.

As long as Mr. Song was not forced to leave this world in such a cruel way, he would not be so crazy.

A punch hit Murong Chen's left eye socket hard, Murong Chen let out a hoarse scream, and blood spattered everywhere.

When he was about to punch down again, Qin Yihan, who came over at some point, lightly clasped his wrist.

"All right."

Jiang Hui with red eyes knelt on the ground, opened his mouth, and suddenly covered his face and whimpered, crying like a child.

Qin Yihan patted him on the shoulder,

Qin Yihan: "..."

This was the first time he comforted someone outside Xiaoyingli City, and he was still an adult, and this adult was still his special assistant.

"Jiang Hui, people cannot be resurrected after death, but Murong Chen can't just die so easily!"

Jiang Hui covered his face with tears streaming from his fingers.

He was trembling all over, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

"I have copied Song Jing's data separately, you can save it."

Jiang Hui let go of his hands covering his face, and slowly raised his head.

Qin Yihan, who had always looked cold and cold in the company, rarely softened his face.

"Go."

"Thank you, sir!"

Jiang Hui's eyes were red, and he glanced at Murong Chen who was still on the ground.

After venting, although he was still mourning, he also knew that the husband was doing it for his own good.

Murong Chen deserved to die, but he couldn't die in his hands.

This inhuman experiment on living human bodies has been exposed, Murong's family is now on the cusp, and Murong Chen must return to the country alive.

He deserves to be cut to pieces!

But before he died, he wanted to take their entire Murong family to be buried with him.

money!

status!

Children and grandchildren!

……

It's too cheap for this inhuman animal to be beaten to death by him!

But Qin Yihan walked towards the deepest part of the office, where there was a small door.

Murong Chen, who was weak as if he would die at any moment, had a vicious look in his eyes, chattering and laughing strangely.

I don't know if he was fooled by Jiang Hui, or if something really happened.

He was chattering, but his eyes were strange and frightening.

"Open it! That's the Buddha that our Murong family has enshrined for generations. Let's open it... Hahaha... Even if our Murong family is gone for a while, the Buddha will not disappear. As long as there is a trace of our Murong family's blood, it will definitely let us The Murong family is back to glory!"

For so many years, he has been hiding from Huizhi's old thing to enshrine the Buddha passed down from his ancestors. So much fresh blood has been integrated into it. Since that old thing Huizhi was suppressed by the rules of Heaven, he was willing to be backlashed by ten times the power of Heaven to transfer the soul of that girl from the Jiang family into a killer whale?
Killer Whale?

Murong Chen's pupils suddenly widened, and the things mentioned by the Buddha in his dream flashed through his mind.

"If any adult orcas are found, they must be captured!"

He found out, just half an hour ago, before he could tell Lord Buddha, Qin Yihan's people came.

The little girl Qin Yihan adopted was weird, and it seemed that it was the carrier that Master Huizhi introduced the soul of the girl from the Jiang family back then.

At this moment, in order to find out all the reasons, Murong Chen, ignoring the suppression of the law of heaven, muttered something, and with the power of the golden Buddha enshrined in the small gate, the expression on his skinny face suddenly became frightened.

His mind was empty, his body was no longer under his control, and the pupils of the little golden Buddha inside the door were seeping blood, and the eyes were scarlet and weird.

The small door exploded, and the golden Buddha's strange gaze fell on Qin Yihan.

"Be careful sir!"

Jiang Hui ran over to block Qin Yihan, but was so frightened by the strange golden Buddha whose eyes seemed to ooze blood that his back broke out in cold sweat.

The golden Buddha seemed to come alive, and his blood-red eyes swept across Qin Yihan's body.

He smiled grimly, and said two words in surprise and surprise.

"Dragon Breath!"

"Is Xiao Xianjun really in this mortal world...hahaha..."

The golden Buddha laughed wildly, suddenly a strong wind blew up in the basement, and all the lights went out in an instant.

A thunderbolt exploded among the layers of black clouds, penetrated thousands of miles into the sky, and approached the golden Buddha in the basement that should not exist in this world.

With a scream from the Golden Buddha, it turned into countless blood-stained and filthy rays of light and dissipated. Only a small ray took advantage of the dragon's breath in front of the mortal and was feared by the heavens, and fled quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, the lights in the basement came on again, and Qin Yihan looked at the fragments and blood of the golden Buddha on the ground with a cold and serious face, causing some kind of shocking waves.

Jiang Hui swallowed his saliva: "Sir, just now that was... this... this is too unscientific!"

Qin Yihan had seen the ever-burning lantern in Qingyang Temple, and there was an existence like Jiang Yinyin that shouldn't exist, so he had already prepared for it.

No matter how prepared he was, he still couldn't stop being horrified when he saw the existence of the evil Buddha.

dragon's breath?

What is that?
Who is Xiao Xianjun again?