Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 569 Madam is in a bad mood, your grave should grow grass

  Lin Hao's desire to hit people eagerly looked at him. In Huang Biao's eyes, he felt inexplicably panic in his heart.

  I don’t know why, he feels familiar to this young man inexplicably.

  Lin Hao grinned, showing white teeth, Ling Li’s eyes were deep and dangerous.

   "Boss Huang, right, I would advise you, be careful of the misfortune out of your mouth."

  His mouth is a threat.

   More than a month ago, Huang Biao was disrespectful to Qin Ruan, and Lin Hao showed no mercy to this person.

  Time has passed so long, there are still some scars on Huang Biao's face.

  Injured the muscles and bones for a hundred days, Lin Hao is still very measured to himself.

  He was quite sure that if Huang Biao stood up and walked two steps, he would definitely not fall off his legs.

  Huang Biao was frightened by Lin Hao's threat, and his body shrank.

  He wiped the sweat coming out of his head and nodded: "Yes, I must control my mouth, little brother, don't mind."

  Lin Hao saw Qin Ruan's face showing a contemplative expression.

  He smiled, bared his teeth, and stared at Huang Biao gloomily.

  "It’s not that I don’t mind or not, but if the lady does, she is not in a good mood. Boss Huang should have grass on her grave next year."

  After Lin Hao finished speaking, the sweat on Huang Biao's face grew denser.

  Sudden laughter sounded.

  Qin Ruan looked at Huang Biao, who was in a ball, playfully.

  She smiled and said: "Interesting, the gift that the opponent gave to the door, in order not to let you refuse, it can be considered a painstaking effort."

  Qin Ruan smiled, his eyes gloomy and cold.

  Seeing that she was not irritated by what she said before, Huang Biao quickly added: "It seems that after sleeping with that woman, I kept having nightmares."

  Qin Ruan pointed his index finger on his chin, his eyes drooping slightly: "You said that Huang Mao was dead, but he personally sent that girl to you?"

   "Yes!" Huang Biao nodded.

  Qin Ruan narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Let's go, go to your house, you are not too evil now, except that you are too mad, maybe that thing is in your house."

   "Okay!" Huang Biao was anxious for Qin Ruan to make a move.

  If the problem is really solved, he will definitely reboot in the second half of his life, and will do good deeds for the rest of his life.

  The fear of dying step by step has already tortured him crazy.

Before leaving, Qin Ruan expressed his gratitude to Song Banxian.

  Originally, it was just a run of luck, but I didn’t expect to receive a big order as soon as it came.

   Song Banxian waved his hand, his limited strength could not save Huang Biao, if Qin Ruan could save the opponent, it would be a merit.

  After all, Huang Biao should never die.

  Although he is in the arena and he has not done anything heinous, he is not a real evil person.

  Qin Ruan received Huang Biao’s money, took out a few bundles of money from the password box, ignored Song Banxian’s refusal, and threw them on the table in front of his booth.

  ...

  Huang Biao’s home is in a high-end community.

  For so many years, other people have been floating in the arena, and they seem to be beautiful in appearance, but in fact they are scattered.

  After his divorce from his wife, his son was also taken away by his wife. An elderly woman was physically inconvenient. She lives in a high-end nursing home in the urban area and spends a high amount of seven figures in the hospital every year.

  Two hundred Laiping’s home is empty, except for Huang Biao who occasionally has a lover over to accompany him.

  Huang Biao opened the door to welcome Qin Ruan and Lin Hao in.

  Qin Ruan stood outside the door and did not move.

  A suffocating air rushed from the room, and Qin Ruan almost laughed.

  The attraction of evil spirits to her is irresistible.

   Just as San Ye was kind to her.

  This metaphor seems inappropriate, but both are what she cares about most now.

  Qin Ruan stared in the hall, the light under his eyes was colder than the cold air in the room.

  Huang Biao noticed that her complexion was wrong, and his pale face showed panic: "Little master, what's the matter?"

  Qin Ruan smiled softly: "It's nothing."

   With a playful expression on her face, she lifted her foot into Huang Biao's home, and Lin Hao followed closely.

  No one noticed Lin Hao's pale face, and he did not compare favorably with Huang Biao.

  He stared at the left corner of Huang Biao’s house.

  There is a display cabinet with various arty antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and all weapon models.

  In this direction, Lin Hao saw a cloud of black fog.

  Huang Biao greeted the two of them into the house, and ordered the hand who followed them down to pour water.

  Qin Ruan refused: "No, do business first."

   "Qin... Qin Xiaowu, there is something!"

  Lin Hao's voice trembled, and his voice sounded in horror.

  He saw that the black fog in the left corner moved and drifted towards the window sill.

  Qin Ruan looked back, Lin Hao's pale face came into her eyes.

  Huang Biao looked at Lin Hao with a face whiter than him, and was shocked: "What is it, where is it?"

  He walked quickly behind Qin Ruan, wanting to seek asylum.

  Lin Hao stretched out his hand to push the person out a few meters away.

  The action is called a dislike.

  Lin Hao said coldly: "Get away!"

  It’s just such a thing, I used to have a toad-Mao wanted to eat swan meat, so how could Lin Hao get him too close to Qin Ruan?

   was frightened by Huang Biao, who was pushing away, and he pulled his two men in front of him, and his whole body trembled constantly.

  Qin Ruan looked at the place where Lin Hao had just watched.

  That is the window sill of Huang Biao's house. The window leaked a crack, and it was not closed too tightly.

  The sky is dark outside, and the night is dark. The community is not quiet yet, but tonight is particularly gloomy.

  The wind is blowing, and the yin wind makes a low howling sound.

  The people standing in the hall clearly heard the rustle of leaves blowing in the wind outside.

  It's only eight o'clock in the evening, and the sky is gloomy like late night.

  Obviously, the lights of other residents are bright, giving people a terrible feeling outside, as if it is dark as if to swallow the community.

  Suddenly, a dark figure swept across the window.

"here we go again!"

  Lin Hao stood beside Qin Ruan and reminded him in a low voice.

  Qin Ruan retracted her gaze, her cold as moon eyes flashed with contempt.

  She calmly said to Lin Hao: “I saw it, little trick, don’t be afraid.”

   "I'm not afraid, either." Lin Hao died with a hard duck mouth.

  He has seen the puppet so many times, and he is much bolder than before.

  But after all, he is an evil puppet, it is difficult for him to be fearless in his heart.

   "Little master, what is it?"

  Huang Biao listened to the conversation between the two and imagined in his mind that he was almost scared to death.

  "Do you want to know?"

  Qin Ruan was full of gloomy eyes and stared directly at Huang Biao.

  This makes Huang Biao wonder how to answer.

  He wants to know who exactly harmed him.

  But for the unknown, the fear in his heart made him want to escape.

  Qin Ruan didn't give him a chance to speak, his eyes locked in the direction of the window, and he stretched out his hand to grab something.

  Before entering the house, she looked at the puppet standing in front of the showcase.

  She can see more clearly than Lin Hao.

  Knowing that it is a male puppet.

  Qin Ruan grabbed it in his hand with Ming power.

  The male puppet in his hand has a pale face, his eyes are as black as a national treasure, and his body is surrounded by a powerful resentment, and a strong overwhelming black evil spirit.

  One person and one puppet looked at each other at close range.

  Without the thick black mist, the puppet’s true face was clearly revealed.

  (End of this chapter)