Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

He stood on the stairs, looking at the corpses everywhere downstairs, his long straight and thin face was full of disdain.

"I can't understand why you sympathize with these people. Each of them has no less than ten lives in their hands. Have you ever thought about the families of those who died because of them? They must wish their corpses were broken into pieces , and you will definitely be grateful to me for doing justice for the heavens. These people obviously deserve death, so why do you blame me instead?"

"I don't blame you..." Su Qianqian's voice was weak under the man's sharp gaze.

His theory was clearly wrong, but she couldn't say a word to refute it.

Yes, these people deserved to die.

The number of people who died at the hands of these people was only a few more.

Even Asa is an existence that is not allowed by modern society.

It's just... It's just that I have lived with them for a long time, but I can't help but think in my heart that the lives of these people may be different from them...

perhaps……

"Miss Su, I think we should leave as soon as possible." Mu Qiaozhi said lightly, "After you live a normal life outside for a period of time, you won't have such thoughts." He met Su Qianqian's doubtful Eyes, "What are you thinking now, I know. Let's go."

"Mr. Mu..." Su Qianqian couldn't help but asked, "Are you a policeman?"

"..." Mu Qiaozhi paused, then turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"If you're really a policeman..." That's too different from ordinary policemen...

How could a police officer who represents justice say such a thing?

His words are clearly full of disdain for this society!

The man glanced at her lightly, "Interpol, do you need me to show you your work license? I said it is my duty to rescue you, but if you don't want to leave, then I won't force you." Spreading his hands, the dagger in his hand spun a circle in the palm of his hand. The sharp and breakable blade, shining with silver light, scratched a dazzling light on the man's face.

How could Su Qianqian be willing to stay, she took a step forward: "Let's go."

Mu Qiaozhi took the lead to go downstairs.

His footsteps were brisk, and he could accurately step on every piece of open space that was not polluted by blood. He walked unimpeded, without even looking at the corpses piled up on the ground.

But Su Qianqian was not so lucky. Soon, her shoes were soaked with blood, and the sticky feeling made her hair stand on end.

When she came to the door, the slippers had been soaked with blood, leaving a bloody footprint even when she stepped on the ground, which looked extremely horrifying.

Mu Qiaozhi took a look at her feet, gave her a very shameless chuckle, and took out a pair of ladies' high heels from his car.

Those high-heeled shoes were bright red, and they looked very gorgeous. Su Qianqian could tell at a glance that these shoes belonged to Doreen.

"This is Miss Doreen's stuff..." she couldn't help reminding.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qiaozhi looked at her suspiciously.

"This is her thing, how can I wear it."

"It's just a pair of shoes." He said lightly, "I'm going to lose it anyway, so don't take it for nothing."

His tone clearly shows that he has no affection for Doreen. Su Qianqian looked at the man's indifferent face. When he was not smiling, he was really very similar to Yi Ningxiu.

This kind of indifference comes from the bones.