This villain's style is crooked

Lu Yuan opened the file casually.

When he saw that Zhang Huaihao brought him back to China, which was the end of the press conference a few days ago, a sneer appeared on his thin lips.

Do you want to use that person to break down your psychological defense?

pity.

His leg is already healed.

Lu Yuan threw away the documents mockingly, raised his hand and loosened his tie, with a lazy voice:

"Release my latest whereabouts."

"Must, let them discover it by accident."

Then, looking at their proud faces, expressions of shock and fear slowly emerged.

The shrill screams, intertwined with desperate wailing, must be wonderful.

A strange low laugh escaped Lu Yuan's throat.

The lightly drooping eyelids covered most of the bloodthirsty color gradually emerging from the bottom of the pupils.

Like a venomous snake dormant and waiting, the gorgeous patterns representing death are faintly visible in the forest.

-

Bedrooms on the second floor.

While eating cookies, Lucha passed through the system and looked at the picture of the living room.

It turned out that the little villain became angry because of that person.

The murderer who caused his legs to be disabled - the young master of the Wang family, Wang Qikun.

The car accident that happened to Lu Yuan two years ago was not an accident, but man-made.

Wang Qikun was afraid that the project he had been following closely would be snatched away by Lu Yuan, so he had evil thoughts in his heart.

Not only did he secretly tamper with Lu Yuan's brakes, but he also hired someone to drive a truck to lie in ambush on the road he must pass.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan was fatally ill and escaped a catastrophe.

Wang Qikun panicked completely. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not die.

So, under the cover of his parents, he fled the country overnight, changed his name and surname, and even had plastic surgery, so that Lu Yuan, who was discharged from the hospital, could not find him.

But the Wang family was not so lucky.

The company was suppressed until it went bankrupt, and the Wang family and his wife were tortured to death, not even a complete body was left behind.

Wang Qikun is also a ruthless person, he just never showed his face once.

Lu Yuan could only give up.

But Wang Qikun was like a stain on his white shirt that couldn't be removed, leaving a thorn in his heart.

Until an accident half a year ago.

Zhang Huaihao met Wang Qikun who had plastic surgery, and found out the other party's true identity, but he didn't tell Lu Yuan, but chose to hide him.

Just so that one day, you can use it.

After all, Wang Qikun hated Lu Yuan to death.

If he wasn't afraid that he would show up, he would not be able to kill Lu Yuan, and he would not hide and endure for so long.

Lucha ate the last cookie and sighed:

"Together, these two people must have [-] minds."

Zhang Huaihao secretly raised a dog that could bite Lu Yuan, but Lu Yuan didn't regard him as a friend at all, and was still investigating behind his back.

One is more yin than the other.

The system couldn't help complaining:

[No matter how yin is, there is no yin like you. 】

The villains in the last world were all played by you to live in pain forever.

Lucha's long eyelashes flickered, and instead of answering her words, she softly asked:

"Tongtong, do you know why Lu Yuan and Zhang Huaihao, plus you, have 799 minds?"

【? 】

The little girl has a sweet smile:

"Because you are short-sighted."

"Oh, I forgot, you're not even human~"

system:"......"

You really ran away from the train - wicked and smoky!

Hetui!

-

Early the next morning.

Lucha came to the Xishan villa area.

According to the address given by Fair, he rang the doorbell with the number A13.

After a while, the door opened.

A middle-aged man in his 50s, with a big belly and dark brown thinning hair, which was smoothly attached to his skull.

A pair of inverted triangular eyes were squeezed by the flesh on the face, slightly narrowed, revealing a bit of treachery.

"you are?"

Lucha replied obediently:

"Lin Lucha, one of the designers of the winter conference."

Hearing this, Ning Fushan wanted to close the door subconsciously, but he caught a glimpse of the little girl's gorgeous face and the slender ankles exposed under the long skirt, and stopped his movement again.

It just so happens that the nanny isn't here today...

Thinking of something, his gaze on Lu Cha gradually became obscene.

Pretending to be displeased:

"What's matter?"

"I want to talk to you." As if Lu Cha didn't notice anything unusual, her brows were lightly frowned, seeming to be covered with a touch of sadness:

"If Painter Ning does not withdraw the lawsuit, our clothing will probably be taken off the shelves."

If you ask me, that's easy.

Ning Fushan restrained the corners of his mouth from rising, turned sideways to get out of the way, and said indifferently: "Come in and talk."

"I don't want to be photographed."

Lucha complied obediently.

When she passed by him, Ning Fushan leaned forward calmly, and sniffed hard with his flat nose.

A faint sweet aroma wafted over.

This is the taste of young girls.

Ning Fushan smiled wretchedly, raised his hand to close the door, and locked it.

-

living room.

Lucha stood upright.

And Ning Fushan sat on the opposite sofa, tilted his short and thick legs, and pretended to be holding a cup of hot tea:

"So many people on the Internet are paying attention to this matter now, it is impossible for me to withdraw the lawsuit."

"Otherwise, others would think that I directed and acted on my own, just to gain popularity. Wouldn't my reputation be ruined?"

Zhang Huaihao paid him 1000 million yuan!

Although there are not many, it is enough to make friends with the Zhang family.

Look at Feier again. Since the incident happened, he has sent a few male assistants here, not to mention paying extra money, not even gifts.

It's no wonder that no one in the industry is used to him.

Ning Fushan snorted coldly, as if he forgot that he broke the contract first and turned black and white later.

"This..." Lu Cha showed a disappointed expression.

There seemed to be a layer of water vapor in the clear eyes, and there was a floating wave of light:

"Then I won't bother Painter Ning."

Seeing that Lu Cha was about to leave, Ning Fushan got anxious and stood up: "Wait!"

The duck with its mouth must not fly!

He cleared his throat and hinted:

"Things are not without room for negotiation."

"Just to see what you can give me."

Lu Cha blinked blankly, but ridicule rose in her heart.

This so-called well-known painter, a professor of a certain university, is actually a beast in human skin.

He often called female students to his home in the name of making up lessons to satisfy his desire by intimidation and temptation.

There was once a girl who resisted angrily, but he turned around and slandered him, saying that she took the initiative to seduce him in order not to fail her exam.

The other party must also make a public apology in front of the whole school, otherwise they will be punished.

The girl couldn't bear this kind of humiliation and injustice, so she chose to drop out of school, but Ning Fushan labeled her guilty again.

As a result, no local school was willing to accept her, and eventually, she disappeared.

However, Ning Fushan was not affected at all, and continued to commit crimes, killing one innocent student after another.

Simply, is a piece of garbage.

Thinking that Lu Cha's daze was just thinking, Ning Fushan walked in front of her with a lot of meaning:

"Miss Lin, what's there to think about? What I want is on your body."

As he spoke, he stretched out his big fat hand and grabbed Lu Cha's bright wrist.