Chapter 90 Funeral:

The rising minister gasped and shouted angrily: "Sister Xiaoran has nothing to do with the Zhou family, she must have been kidnapped! The Zhou family bullies people too much!"

Zhou Qixiao put his legs down from the coffee table and suddenly He sat up and looked at Shengqing dimly.

Shengqing's heart trembled and he subconsciously wanted to run away.

"Old man, who is it?" Zhou Qixiao stood up slowly, his tall body facing away from the light, his face uncertain, his blue eyes that were originally soft and gentle were now as thick as ink, "Where is Fourth Zhou?"

"Fourth Master is in the army. The factory is not at Zhou's house." As Shengqing said this, he glanced at Chi Na subconsciously.

Chi Na took the words, "Due to the agreement, we couldn't arrange people for the Zhou family, so if the fourth master is not here..."

"Have these years of pampering turned your brains into pigs? I agreed to the agreement, what does it have to do with you?" Zhou Qixiao He still wanted to scold, but suddenly realized that now was not the time to talk about this.

"Boss, let's go grab someone now!"

"You know where they are?" Zhou Qixiao kicked him over.

The armed strength of a Zhou family is not something to be afraid of, but the Zhou family occupies half a hill, with several main buildings and auxiliary buildings. If they are not at the Zhou family on Thursday, they are blind now.

Rushing over, they took the little girl as a hostage.

What to do if you hurt her.

Sheng Qing instantly realized that he was being reckless and tilted his head like a golden retriever who had done something wrong. "Then I will send people to investigate."

"Are you trying to scare the snake away?" Zhou Qi Xiaofu sat back on the sofa again, "I still send people everywhere to do it. Let's look for Wen Ran and wait until it's completely bright..."

Zhou Qixiao paused, "Forget it, let's go to Zhou's house now to attend the funeral."

At this point, he looked up at Chi Na, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Palai is dead, so they panicked and dared to touch my people..."

Zhou Qixiao sneered, "Just a big gift for Xu Jingkun, so that this bachelor won't be upset that I have a wife and forget about my brother."

In the car.

Zhou Qixiao closed his eyes and thought deeply, recalling the crooked letter written on the coffee table in his mind.

It turns out that even if the little girl is so angry, she is not willing to run away.

Now he was kidnapped by the Zhou family for one night.

An indescribable anxiety surged into my heart.

The old man is cunning and cunning, so he probably won't hurt her, but there are many ways to torture people.

Put her in a dark and damp room, deny her food, deny her access to the toilet, and even put some bugs and snakes in her...

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He kicked the back of the driver's seat and said, "Drive faster."

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The Zhou family, which was originally lively and festive, was now pale.

Zhou Qixiao and his entourage came in and were particularly eye-catching.

Not because of his tall and handsome appearance, but because of his eye-catching pumpkin orange shirt.

Wearing such bright colors for the funeral was obviously an attempt to cause trouble. It was extremely arrogant.

There were discussions all around, and Zhou Qixiao walked inside as if there was no one around.

Chi Na glanced at Shengqing. The inconspicuous Shengqing, who was wearing a black wig, immediately disappeared into the crowd, and a dozen people who were mixed in the crowd also dispersed.

"Oh, Xiao Shi is here! Ahem!"

An old and trembling voice sounded not far away.

The buzz around him suddenly became quieter, and Assistant Qian pushed Zhou Que over.

Zhou Qixiao also paused, but ignored him. He took the cigarette out of the cigarette case and held it in his mouth.

The moment it was lit, Zhou Que was also in front of him.

Zhou Qixiao chuckled, "You're not dead yet. A thousand-year-old king and an eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise can survive quite well."

"You!" Assistant Qian couldn't help but wanted to scold him, but Zhou Que held his hand down.

Zhou Qixiao glanced at Assistant Qian with a half-smile, "What do I do?"

Assistant Qian was a little scared for a moment, but when Zhou Qixiao asked, he didn't dare not reply, thinking that he would not act recklessly in public, "At least I have raised him. As soon as you..."

Before he could say the next word, Chi Na was already in front of him, holding his chin with one hand, and thrust the sharp knife into Assistant Qian's mouth.

Just as he was about to stir it up, Zhou Que said in a deep voice: "Xiao Shi, the bones of Palai are not yet cold."

Chi Na stopped his hand and looked at Zhou Qixiao.

Zhou Qixiao took a puff of cigarette and looked at Zhou Que with cold and fierce eyes.

Chi Na withdrew the knife and did not cut off his tongue, but he opened the corners of Assistant Qian's mouth.

The knife wiped Assistant Qian's body twice before retreating to the shadow behind Zhou Qixiao.

A scream seemed particularly eerie in the quiet funeral.

Zhou Qixiao's eyes were contemptuous and arrogant. "I came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts. Let him sing a song to liven up the atmosphere."

Zhou Que sighed heavily, as if facing a disobedient child at home.

He waved his hand and motioned for someone to take Assistant Qian for treatment.

He raised his head and looked at Zhou Qixiao.

"Xiao Shi..."

At this time, two birds chirped not far away.

Zhou Qixiao relaxed his frown, looked at Zhou Que condescendingly, and asked straight to the point: "Where is the person?"

After speaking, a red dot fell on Zhou Que's forehead.

The headset of the bodyguard standing behind him rang. Just as he was about to move, a red spot appeared on his forehead.

"Old man, everyone is under control, this..."

Zhou Que looked indifferent, suddenly looked behind Zhou Qixiao, and waved kindly.

"Oh, Mianmian is here! Come and recognize me. Although Xiao Shi has nothing to do with the Zhou family now, at least he lived in grandpa's house for a while. From grandpa's point of view, you still have to call him uncle! "

Wen Ran, who walked slowly over, saw the man standing in front of Zhou Que.

I felt uneasy in my heart.

The figure was similar, but the man's exposed left forearm had a tattoo of teeth and claws. That man...

Wen Ran suddenly remembered that Romanov's left hand had been wrapped in a bandage.

It happened that Zhou Que opened her mouth at this moment, and she tentatively called out: "Uncle..."

The moment she called out, the man slowly turned around.

When Wen Ran saw that familiar face, he felt like he was struck by lightning.

The last word "uncle" got stuck in my throat and I couldn't pronounce even a single sound.

The whole person seemed to be nailed in place, and his heart suddenly contracted, followed by thunder.

The man was wearing a pumpkin orange silk shirt, with only a few buttons loosely tied, revealing a small piece of his tight chest.

Hearing Wen Ran speak, he sneered.

He raised his left hand holding the cigarette and lifted his small chin with his thumb.

The hands are slender and dry. The venomous snake tattooed on the tiger's mouth is open and spitting out the letter

. The snake's body is pressed under the 108 red cinnabar bracelets, spiraling along the forearm until it is hidden in the cuffs rolled up to the wrist.

Eerie and cold, lifelike.

It seemed like it would spring out in the next second and take a fatal bite.

The two of them looked at each other with careless amusement in their eyes, "The days ahead are so long!"

As he spoke, he seemed to be thinking of something, and his charmingly handsome face suddenly came closer.

The voice was bewitching and evil: "Do you know what will happen to those who want to be relatives with me?"

The man who seemed casual a second ago suddenly changed his expression.

Staring gloomily at the frightened deer eyes that instantly became wet.

Harmless to humans and animals, clear and clean.

Wen Ran is actually that man's child!

How long has she been treating him like a fool?

There is a trace of indescribable sourness in her anger, and her reason is being eaten away in an instant!

He should have dug out his damn eyes long ago Come down!

Thinking this, his index finger slowly pressed on the corner of her eye.

Wen Ran felt the scarlet-hot cigarette butt getting closer to his eyes.

I don’t know whether he was frightened or smoked.

Tears rolled down slowly one after another, hitting the man's palm.