Fake daughters are wealthy

Lei Ting watched her walk away, looked back at the mess all over the room, changed his expression, lowered his face and raised his hand, and ordered: "Go and see if there is any other evidence."

"Yes, Brother Ting."

"in addition."

Lei Ting called them to stop, pointed at the sniper rifle Ji Ziyin had used on the ground, with a solemn face and cold eyes: "Take this away as well."

The tall, thin and sensible man prepared a pair of gloves and put them on, squatting on the ground and began to clean up the things in the big black bag.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

On the contrary, Lei Ting became the more leisurely one among the group of people. After arranging the division of labor for everyone, he turned his head and saw Ji Xiao who was still standing outside the door, and his face suddenly became ugly: "You are still here What are you doing?"

Without waiting for Ji Xiao's answer, he frowned and his eyes changed: "You also participated?"

Ji Xiao raised his head suddenly, his pupils trembled, and immediately shook his head like a rattle, using both hands and feet: "I, I don't know anything."

Now Lei Ting is annoyed when he sees people related to Ji Ziyin: "Then get out!"

"..." Ji Xiao's face turned pale, despite the embarrassment and humiliation...

"I'll go right away." He didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and ran away like a mouse with his tail between his legs.

Fearing that if he was too late, Lei Ting would change his mind and ask someone to take him away as well.

Lei Ting watched Ji Xiao slip away, and didn't care, walked to the French window, took out his mobile phone, and called M state with a solemn face.

**

Outside, downstairs.

The black car parked quietly on the green alley downstairs, and through the half-rolled down car window, one could see Ye Wangchuan's overly seductive face.

He seemed to sense the presence of Qiao Nian.

The moment the girl came down, she raised her eyes and looked in her direction, her extremely long eyelashes covered the soft light in her eyes, just as the girl walked over and opened the car door, she said in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure?" Do you want to hand over people to them?"

Qiao Nian opened the co-pilot's door, got into the car neatly, fastened the seat belt on himself, and then lifted the brim of his hat, revealing an unruly face: "...the dead are the ones who die the most."

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, thoughtfully: "Aren't you afraid that they will let Ji Ziyin go quietly?"

Qiao Nian turned her head to look at him, her clear eyes were sober and somewhat world-weary: "The ones who died this time are theirs. If they don't care, I don't care!"

However, she looked at Lei Ting's appearance, not as if he didn't want Ji Ziyin to be responsible, but rather as if he wanted to make Ji Ziyin pay for his debts with blood.

"As long as she doesn't come to provoke me, I don't plan to talk to her."

"Someone won't give up until they reach the Yellow River." Ye Wangchuan knew that she didn't want to deal with Ji Ziyin, Ji Xiao, Ji Hongyuan and others around her at all, just like she didn't want to deal with people like Zhou Wei back then.

Qiao Nian bent her legs, half-closed her eyes and leaned on the position as if a little sleepy, and nodded unconsciously: "Whatever."

Seeing that she was going to sleep just like that, Ye Wangchuan unbuckled her seat belt, took off her coat and put it on her, and said to her, "Aren't you checking on Nie Qixing recently? I checked for you and found something. "

Qiao Nian's sleepy and half-closed eyes immediately opened, and looked at him clearly: "What did you find?"

Seeing that she was not sleeping again, Ye Wangchuan sat back and said calmly, "This person is interesting."

"for example?"

Qiao Nian stood up and rarely listened to what he said was interesting.