First Lady

Misha took a step back. "I thought I couldn't find it, so..."

At the beginning, she really ordered people to look for the medicine, but they couldn't find it.

Seeing that Ming Ye's patience was about to run out, Chu Qiao hurriedly urged Mi Sha: "Since I found it, hurry up and use it."

Misha nodded, quickly took out a clean needle, pried open the sealed glass bottle, and sucked the transparent and colorless medicine into the needle.

The transparent, colorless, water-like potion shone with a faint blue light, which was very strange. [

Misha approached the iron cage step by step, and there was a hint of fear in the woman's scarlet eyes, just when Misha was about to grab her hand and give her an injection.

But she opened her mouth and let out a shrill scream. After a muffled bang, everything finally settled down.

Misha looked at the bright red blood on her silver-gray coat, which slowly seeped into the clothes, leaving a dark brown patch, which was extremely annoying.

No one expected that the woman bumped into the cage made of fine steel with such force that the skull was smashed into pieces.

Red, white, and white brains flowed out, and a strong smell of blood immediately filled the air.

Misha looked at her clothes, looked at the injection in her hand, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of hostility.

Three words crossed my mind and wasted again...

After a short shock, Chu Qiao's first reaction was to turn his head to look at Ming Ye.

At this moment, Ming Ye narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, his whole body exuded a dark terror.

They are all people who are used to seeing blood and killing, and this kind of scene is just a child's play to them.

Mi Sha just felt it was a waste, Chu Qiao felt it was a pity, and Ming Ye... was full of anger.

He managed to catch a clue, but now he has not returned to the far point.

Ming Ye's voice sounded in the dead silence, "Chu Qiao, I'll give you two days, if you can't find out where Wei Shuo is, you go and get the punishment yourself."

Chu Qiao's heart tightened suddenly, and he immediately replied, "Yes, young master."

Mingye didn't stay any longer, turned around and left the room where he was held. After going out, he walked very fast, and the chill on his body made people dare not approach.

Chu Qiao didn't dare to say a word, but he drove the car back to Ming's house on his own initiative.

After all, there will be recession after going back, maybe tomorrow night's mood will be better, and his life will be easier.

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