The Secret of the Rich Women's Community

Chapter 169 Crawl out from the photo

Qian Dali on the portrait is still wearing a black suit, his whole face seems to be covered with a layer of wax powder, it is shiny, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at us gloomyly, as if he is about to jump out of it anytime, anywhere like.

But the key point is that this photo of the dead man is not the same as the portrait of him seen in the Garden District. From the angle of view, this photo looks more like a selfie.

"What are you pretending to do!" Lord Dog and the others obviously didn't take it seriously, and Lao Li even rushed forward, cutting the portrait and mourning hall in half with a single knife.

However, at the moment when the portrait was split in half, blood dripped out, and the blood was extraordinarily bright red.

"Not good, speed up the tower, seeing blood in the mourning hall is very unlucky, everyone must burn Qian Dali before dawn, otherwise the money Dali will become a big disaster." Lord Dog shouted hastily.

After Lord Dog shouted, Lao Li rushed forward with a stride, as if he was taking responsibility for his recklessness just now. At this moment, everyone didn't think much about it. The big bones were gnawed off. Could it be possible that Qian Dali can't be dealt with?

But where is Qian Dali hiding?This reincarnation pagoda has a total of nine floors, known as the ninety-nine return to one. Although it doesn't look big from the outside, there are nineteen steps on each floor, and the area of ​​each floor is 99 square meters. If you find it step by step like this, It will never be found before dawn.

And the best way is to look for them separately, so we agreed with each other, Lao Li rushed to the first floor, Jin Hua rushed to the second floor after him, Lord Dog went to the third floor, and Lulu went to the first floor The fourth floor, and I naturally went to the fifth floor.

At this moment, in their eyes, I am no longer the mess I used to be, and I think so myself, but I am still afraid of such a goddamn scene of fighting alone, alas, it is so easy to change the country, and the nature is hard to change, this **** It's just a no-brainer.

But on the steps, I still encouraged myself over and over again. I was a little bit more courageous, but as soon as I stepped on the fifth floor, I was dumbfounded, not only scared, but even started to tremble.

The layout inside is exactly the same as that of Zhao Meili's house in Huayuan District. I feel like I have gone wrong, but when I touch the surrounding appliances, tables and chairs, they are obviously real. The layout is very romantic, and the things are still It is specially marked that the couple share it, and there are even a lot of intimate photos of Qian Dali and Zhao Meili posted in the living room.I really want to use the eye of my chest to take a look at the reality around me, but this divine eye can only be used once every seven days, so I don't dare to use it until the critical moment, and the trouble-making fist is useless here.

Calm down, make trouble, if you can't even handle this place, you might as well stop messing around, go home and wait for death with peace of mind!I squeezed my thigh severely, and walked in slowly. The living room is not big, so I quickly searched the whole living room, but I didn't see Qian Dali at all, maybe Qian Dali is in the bedroom.

Because there was a gap in the bedroom, and vaguely I seemed to see a background wearing a suit flash past, I swallowed hard, I was so cruel that I didn’t have a weapon in my hand now, and I still had a weapon in my hand. The broken dagger given by the old cat was left in the passionate shop by my madman.

Damn, I'm always nervous when I'm bare-handed, what a handsome hero's body, what a short life, I thought shamelessly.

And at this moment, the background in the suit flashed past my eyes again, this time I saw it clearly, and the suit was exactly the same as the one in Qian Dali's portrait.

At the critical moment, I didn't hesitate any longer, and kicked the door of the bedroom open with a bang, and the weird suit appeared in front of my eyes in an instant, but it was not worn by Qian Dali, but was straight and straight. Hanging on the clothes hanger, the window of the bedroom is wide open, the night wind comes in, and the XZ that blows in blows back and forth, like a ghost.

"Damn it, pretending to be a ghost, trying to scare me to death!" I was on fire, and it wasn't Qian Dali who was on fire, but myself. Damn it, I thought I'd turned around, but I was actually startled by a broken suit .

Now, I didn't care about 21, I went up and left the suit on the ground, stepped on my feet hard, and cursed: "Qian Dali, you grandson, don't hide like a turtle Come on, get out of here quickly..."

After I finished shouting, the bedroom was still empty. Qian Dali seemed to be hiding like a turtle, but he vaguely felt that he should be here.

But after I finished cursing, I seemed to have regained my courage, and continued to swear at Qian Dali on the wedding photo of the two in the bedroom: "Qian Dali, you bastard, your wife Zhao Meili does not know how many men do it!" But, you bastard is born to wear a cuckold, and you still show your affection in front of me..."

And just when I scolded Zhao Meili, Qian Dali in that wedding photo suddenly changed, and that face suddenly changed into the honor shown in the posthumous photo. Soaring to the sky, even the whole portrait seems to be crawling out of the photo...

(End of this chapter)