Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 647 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (53)

"Correct."

Shao Yan had no intention of hiding it.

She even stretched out a hand towards Sang Jian and smiled gently, "Would you like to join us?"

He didn't look malicious, and probably didn't think that Sang Jian would reject him.

After all, knowing Huo Nanting's true face, she didn't like her, but wanted to kill her, and seeing Huo Nanting's method of killing herself, she would be afraid.

Once they are afraid, it is time for them to take advantage of it.

At this time, no one will reject the life-saving straw thrown by others.

Sang Jian glanced at the slender hands in front of him, which were different from Huo Nanting's long-term training hands holding guns. His hands were very white, without any calluses, and it seemed that he hadn't done much work.

Sang Jian pretended to sniff his nose, and changed the subject, "Then can you show me the camera first? What have you captured?"

Shao Yan was a little surprised, "This is not something that can be seen casually."

"Then why should I trust you? What if you don't capture anything and the people above can't prove that it's Ye Lian'er, what if you use me as bait again?"

"..."

Sang Jian's consideration is not unreasonable.

Indeed, no evidence has been found for so long, and this time it was hard to follow Ye Lianer to take a few photos. If the photos can't kill Huo Nanting completely, they might really use Sang Jian again.

However, Shao Yan still believes in his photography skills.

He hesitated for a moment, then took out the camera in his arms, dug out the things he had captured, and handed them to Sang Jian.

"You see."

The photos taken by cameras in this era are black and white, and the picture quality can be said to be extremely blurry for someone like Sang Jian who has seen all kinds of high-definition images.

If it weren't for a little light from the room, you can clearly see the three figures, and Huo Nanting's tall and straight figure, Sang Jian would think that this photo is not threatening.

It's a pity that Huo Nanting's figure is so superior that he can be recognized at a glance.

Sang Jian subconsciously raised his hand to help, but Shao Yan quickly avoided Sang Jian's hand like a god of plague.

"Little girl, just look at it, don't touch it."

Before he fully trusted Sang Jian, he would not hand this kind of thing into Sang Jian's hands, even though the little girl was right under his nose.

"Okay." Sang Jian bit her lip and withdrew her hand.

"I'm actually a little curious. Don't you have a good relationship with Huo Nanting? Why do you do such a thing?"

Seeing her innocent and curious look, Shao Yan asked back: "You saw him killing innocent people, did you have any thoughts in your heart?"

When Shao Yan didn't know before, he didn't feel anything.

But later, when the women who married Huo Nanting died one after another, he realized that this might not be some kind of revenge.

Although Huo Nanting claimed that it was caused by his enemies, how many people in the entire capital dare to challenge him?

He later secretly checked that Huo Nanting did catch a few traitors when he started fishing for law enforcement.

When he found out that he married those girls only to catch traitors, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He felt that it was not good to use this method?
Later, it was Huo Nanting who told him that he had given those people enough money to let them leave the capital.

Enough for the rest of my life.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until he found out that the girls who were sent out of the capital were brutally murdered that he realized what kind of friend he had made.

(End of this chapter)