Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The Luo's Villa has only three floors. As soon as the fire started, people started to run out. At this moment, everyone is in the yard, all in shock.

Xu Yunci still had lingering fears, and took her daughter to ask, "Are you hurt?"

Luo Ying and the gray-headed face were very upset: "No." asked the servant of the Luo family, "What's the matter, why is it on fire?"

There were seven or eight helpers and drivers, as well as people who took care of the yard. All of them shook their heads, without knowing what was going on.

Xu Yunci asked Qi, the oldest among them, "Is everyone out?"

Old Qi glanced roughly: "Broken!" He immediately panicked, "The chairman hasn't come out yet, he and Mr. Zhou are in the study."

At the moment of the fire, they are all concerned with fleeing for their lives, and nothing else.

Xu Yunci quickly called everyone over: "You guys, go in and save people."

Those few people did not move.

Xu Yun was anxious: "I will give thanks."

Still no one moved, who would want money for life.

Luo Yinghe said something cool next to him: "Who is going in such a big fire?" He glared at the servants and urged viciously, "Don't call the police!"

Lao Qi hurriedly made a fire call.

On the side, Aunt Liu in the kitchen saw someone lying on the ground.

"Xiaohui!"

It was the new servant of the Luo family, lying motionless on the lawn.

Aunt Liu went to wake her up: "Xiaohui, wake up!"

The girl opened her eyes, still dizzy.

"Why are you lying here?"

She pressed her head and asked, "Why am I lying here?"

Aunt Liu patted her face: "Are you scared?"

"I don't know. When I ran downstairs, I fell and knocked my head. I should have fainted. How could I lie here?"

Aunt Liu guessed: "Who should have memorized you."

Zhou Xufang memorized her.

She only burns Luo's family and does not hurt the innocent.

The wind is particularly strong tonight, and the fire is going downwind, and it burns more fiercely.

She squatted down on the roof of the attic next to her, her ears were full of wind, and she could not hear the movement in the room.

Is it dead? Will you die?

She can figure it out.

"Zhou Xufang." Someone behind called her.

Zhou Xufang turned his head, saw the person, and suddenly panicked: "Jiang, Jiang Zhi." Like a child who has done something wrong, he is at a loss.

Jiang Zhi was in a hurry. He didn't wear a coat, so he wore a black sweater. He glanced at the oil drum still in her hand.

"You set the fire?" he asked.

Zhou Xufang jumped from the top of the attic, went to him, nodded and admitted, "Yeah." She set the fire, she poured gasoline, and the kitchen microwave was on.

Jiang Zhi asked her: "Where did you get the gasoline?"

"I bought it at the auto repair shop."

Asked again: "Did you show your face, did you photograph you?" His tone was serious.

Zhou Xufang shook his head.

"On the way here? Did anyone see it?"

She still shook her head.

Jiang Zhi took the two empty barrels with gasoline in her hand, glanced at her gloves, still worried, wiped the place she had held with the sleeve of the sweater, and solemnly told her: "You are here today At home, I haven't been out, let alone Luo's house, do you know?"

He is covering up for her.

"Jianzhi."

Jiang Zhi couldn't manage that much, the light in his eyes was calm, like a bottomless sea, calm but profound: "Be obedient, go home."

She stood in front of him without moving: "Where are you?"

He said: "I will stay and deal with the aftermath." He stayed and dealt with the aftermath. Once someone found out, he would commit the crime and let her retreat.

How could Zhou Xufang not know his plan.

"I do not go."

Jiang Zhi was a little messed up by her: "Zhou Xufang——"

She pulled his sleeve: "I set the fire, and I wanted to kill."

She was not afraid, but after he came, she started to be afraid.

This is the first time that she has been so self-willed regardless of the consequences, only to realize that she was in trouble...

"You set the fire or I set the fire, it makes no difference." He put the things down and hugged her, "Zhou Xufang, if you go to jail, I won't wait for you, I will go inside and rob you, and I will commit a crime in the end. "

If she kills and sets fire, he must be an accomplice.

There is no doubt about this.

The wind blew his voice away and rang in his ears: "Fang Bao, go home."

In the study, there was a mess.

Although Luo Huaiyu was very old, Zhou Qing made him seriously ill and unsuccessful. He grabbed his crutches and pushed the person to the ground. Just when his hand touched the doorknob, his foot was caught.

Luo Huaiyu was covering his nose and mouth, and his eyes were reddened by the thick smoke. He was furious and roared, "Zhou Qingrang!"

Zhou Qing asked to hold his leg and drag it back.

Luo Huaiyu staggered for two steps, lifted his foot and kicked on Zhou Qingrang's shoulder: "You let go!"

He raised his head, his eyes looked like deserted, lifeless and short of breath. He panted lightly, his face almost transparent, and he said, "Unless I die."

Luo Huaiyu lifted his foot and kicked him hard: "You let me go! Let go!"

There was blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth, his legs were numb, and he couldn't straighten his waist. He just raised his head and refused to lower it.

Luo Huaiyu was old, and after a few kicks, he was exhausted. His pupils were red and he gritted his teeth and said: "If I die, I will not let you go as a ghost."

"Then you will be a ghost first."

Zhou Qingrang was smiling, looking out the window that was blazing to the sky, tears melted in his eyes, flashing light, and he said to himself: "Sister, Qing Rang made you wait a long time."

Twenty-three years.

He left his sister in the underworld for 23 years.

Luo Huaiyu picked up the vase on the cabinet, pointed it at Zhou Qingrang's head, and smashed it down hard--

"boom!"

The door was suddenly kicked open and the vase stopped in the air.

The person who came in was dressed in black and covered his face with a mask: "Are you going to hit him?"

The room was full of smoke. Luo Huaiyu could not see the people clearly. He immediately called for help: "Who are you? Help me out!"

save him?

Zhou Xufang snatched the vase, and directly touched Luo Huaiyu's head.