Doting on the Masked Wife

Ning Tong'er was lowering her head to concentrate on wiping the blood on this man, but unexpectedly, his eyes, who were originally in a coma, opened suddenly.

The blood-colored eyes were full of hatred and resentment, like Li Gui, staring at her firmly, while holding her slender white wrist tightly with his bony hands.

"What are you going to do to me?"

He asked sharply, his voice hoarse and ugly, his eyes full of suspicion and hatred.

Ning Tong'er's wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, it was so painful that it was about to be broken.

Tears were about to fall from her big eyes, and she was so angry that she hit him hard on the face with the towel she was holding in her other hand: "You don't know right from wrong, don't you think it's wrong to help you?" ?”

Ning Tong'er is a very kind girl, but she is definitely not the kind of unconditional, bottomless, who is slapped on the left side of the cheek, but also smiles and stretches out the right cheek to others, and tells people "don't hurt your hands." Oh, the ultimate virgin.

She helps others because of her nature, she doesn't want others to die.

But if others wanted to bully her, she would absolutely not bear it.

The man looked down and saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but slowly let go of his hands, his bloodshot eyes were still full of suspicion, but his voice was a little lower, and he said hoarsely: "You Why don't you take the opportunity to escape?"

It's not that Ning Tong'er didn't think about going to Han Qingyi and Daddy quickly, but if she left this patient who was hunted down, he might die immediately.

She couldn't help but watch a person die like this.

Moreover, she still doesn't know what enmity this person has with Brother Qingyi, and why the people around Brother Qingyi are with those who hunted him down.

Is this really what Murong Lie and Sister Ruo Sang said?

She didn't want to believe it, but the things in front of her couldn't help being confused.

And all of this, maybe he has to wake up to solve the mystery.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of Han Qingyi and Murong Lie, she could only take him to this dilapidated small hotel in a remote alley.

"Why don't you take the opportunity to let that devil come over and catch me back?"

The man still didn't believe that she was completely innocent, but he sat up from the bed and wanted to reach out to touch the dagger he was carrying with him, but Ning Tong'er pouted her mouth angrily and rolled her eyes. childish.

"I see that you don't even have half your life left, do you still want to kill someone?"

Her mocking words unexpectedly silenced the man, and the hand that was touching the dagger slowly stopped on the dirty quilt, and then raised his head: "Don't you really know that Han Qingyi, a bastard, What have you done?"

Ning Tong'er bit her lip, instinctively she didn't like others calling Han Qingyi like that, because in her mind, brother Qingyi was the best and best person in the world, he cared for her the most, loved her the most, and no one could say anything about him. Bad words.

However, although she had the natural disposition of such a little girl, she didn't forget the business, so she asked him: "What exactly are you talking about?"

The man looked at her, his red eyes revealed extreme resentment, and the atmosphere around him became extremely dark. The room in the small hotel seemed to be enveloped by this powerful resentment and unwillingness, and it became extremely gloomy. It seems to be suffocating.

"Don't you really know?"

He looked at the bewildered girl and gritted his teeth word by word. The words did not come from between his teeth, but hemoptysis from the heart and lungs, and he squeezed out: "He has been using living people to make experiment."

Ning Tonger was stunned for a moment, then suddenly took a step back, bumped into a narrow corner of the wall with a "boom", and fell down.

However, she didn't stand up for a while, but knelt on the ground, looking at him with two clear and innocent eyes, she was completely stunned.

**In a secret villa.

In the extremely spacious but particularly deep study room, the windows were closed and the curtains were drawn tightly, as if to cover up some unknown secret.

On the wall of the study room, behind the desk hangs a murderous treasured knife. The jet-black scabbard engraved with complex patterns is shining with a faint cold light, and the handle of the knife has begun to reveal a murderous look. I don't know what kind of glorious history this gun has, how many people's blood has been stained, and how many dead souls have been imprisoned.

But compared with this murderous sword, the guqin on the table exuded an elegant and quiet atmosphere.

An incomparably beautiful and slender jade-like hand, comparable to a pianist's hand, brushed the strings of the guqin with its fingertips, arousing a pleasant sound.

The owner of the hand playing the piano was obviously in a good mood, so he just sat down and played a small fragment, which turned out to be a small fragment from "Crossing the General Order". The passionate music was flowing in the study until the two The incomparably graceful Ruyu's hand stopped.

When the fingertips left the strings, they were slightly lifted, causing a small tremor, and the lingering sound really lingered in the study.

The man withdrew his hands and leaned back on the mahogany chair. A slight smile appeared on Xiuya's face. This smile was so elegant and noble that no girl could resist such a smile.

The boy in light blue casual clothes stood at the side of the desk, and showed a very innocent and honest smile to this man: "Young Master Han, our people have already gone to Murong Lie's villa during the big bang, believe me Miss Tong'er can pick it up right away."

This very gentle, elegant, and good-looking young man with a very gentle smile is exactly Han Qingyi who misses Ning Tong'er so much.

He finished playing "Crossing the General Order", and he was in a very good mood.Probably because she knew that Tong'er would return to her side soon.

He smiled, so gracefully.

In the coffee shop, watching Mayor Wang's illegitimate daughter make a human bomb, the indifference when the ashes were wiped out, the soaring flames and gunpowder smoke during the big bang, the calmness of watching from the sidelines, and the loveliness when seeing severed limbs and blood. Blood and cruelty... It seems that they have disappeared at this time, and it seems that they have never existed.

His slender and jade-like body looked so noble and elegant at this moment, how could there be that terrible bloodthirsty murderous aura?

He smiled very softly: "Lan Ning, it's good if you come back. You should have come back from the United States earlier, so that I have an extra right-hand man by my side. Unlike these wastes, one by one is not enough to succeed."

"It's Lan Ning's honor to be appreciated by Young Master Han."

The boy who looked very bookish and had a very comfortable temperament put one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to Han Qingyi, "Young Master Han has really been kind to Lan Ning in cultivating Lan Ning. I can do something for Young Master Han. It is Lan Ning's honor to share some troubles with small things."

Han Qingyi smiled, really.

The smile reached the bottom of his clear eyes, and he smiled very movingly, very movingly.

"By the way, Lan Ning, did you go to your parents after you came back?"

He asked again casually.

"went."

"Oh?" Han Qingyi was a little surprised, and raised his eyes slightly, staring at him: "Have you gone?"

"Yes."

Wearing light blue casual clothes, Lan Ning, who looked like a gentleman, smiled: "I not only went to see them, but also brought them a lot of presents."

Han Qingyi raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything, but his eyes were obviously a little puzzled.

"I brought them poison." Lan Ning smiled innocently, like a lovely lady, "I watched them struggle on the ground, howl, roll over, foam at the mouth, and go into shock..."

He shrugged, "However, I was still afraid that they would not die, so I gave each of them an air injection."

"Oh?"

Han Qingyi was obviously a little bit surprised, but regarding such a heinous and unimaginable extinction of human relations, he just said "oh", obviously he knew something inside.

"I pushed the needle with my own hands and pumped air into their arteries."

Lan Ning said indifferently, his tone was like an ordinary teenager who stated: "I ate a hamburger this morning, and went to play basketball in the afternoon".

"Not soft at all?"

Han Qingyi asked him.

Lan Ning turned her head, smiled innocently and said, "Why should I be soft?"

Han Qingyi smiled, and Lan Ning continued: "They sold me to an underground brothel back then, and I was forced to please those dirty men from the age of five. When I was covered in blood, I think when they took the money and exchanged it for drugs and gambling funds, they were not merciless."

Han Qingyi didn't smile, but just looked at him.

"When I went to find them, they didn't even know who I was, and they had already forgotten that I sold a son to an underground brothel..."

Lan Ning seemed to be talking about other people's affairs, as if these unimaginable and extremely dark things had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, in fact, over the past few years, they have been selling their children one after another. It's just that their drug addiction has become deeper and deeper since their birth, and the children they gave birth to have also been robbed from the very beginning. With drug addiction, there is no market. That's why they stopped their plan to continue having children and sell them for money."

Lan Ning shrugged, "Besides me, I think maybe I still have brothers and sisters with the same father and mother, but I don't know what kind of crimes and pains they are suffering in any corner of the world."

"Have you ever thought about looking for them?"

Han Qingyi thought about it and asked him.

Lan Ning laughed: "Look for them? Find them and kill them so that they can be relieved? If they really meet, I will be happy to help them if they beg me."

Han Qingyi also smiled: "Lan Ning, you are really different from before."

His fingertips were intertwined, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle and elegant: "It looks more and more like me."

Both Lan Ning's eyes lit up in an instant, as if they were about to shine: "Really? Young Master Han?"