After wearing the book, she became a villain and drama boss

Chapter 367 Uncle Smith, what do you mean?
For some reason, when he saw Smith in front of him, the fear in his eyes widened, and his body was trembling.

Cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and even his back was dripping with sweat. His teeth were shaking slightly, "I-I haven't found it yet, Uncle Smith. I-I don't know who it is."

Rouse felt that Smith in front of him had become too dangerous than usual, and he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

"Oh? Are you sure, I really don't know?" Smith, who was in the darkness opposite, looked at him with cold eyes as if looking at a dead person.

Looking at Smith's death-like eyes, Rouse was so frightened that he took two steps back uncontrollably. He swallowed in fear, "Uncle Smith, you, what do you mean?"

And Smith on the opposite side, seeing that he still didn't tell the truth, swept his cold eyes over him, and in an instant, a black figure rushed towards Rouse on the opposite side.

Like lightning, he came to Rouse in the blink of an eye.

Before Rous could react, Smith suddenly punched him in the chest.

The moment the fist landed on Rouse's chest, he heard the sound of ribs breaking.

Rolls' body was punched out at once and fell to the ground.

"Hmm..." Rouse murmured in pain. He covered his chest with his hands, his face turned pale in an instant, and his forehead was covered with painful cold sweat.

He looked at Smith with terrified and puzzled eyes, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, "Smith, Uncle Smith, why, why?"

Smith stood there coldly, with sharp and stern eyes, staring at him viciously, lifted his lips and sneered, with a sinister smile, "You said you don't know who is behind the assassination of the queen? That would be interesting, I just The person from here came to report, and they found the person behind, guess who it is?"

At this time, a bad premonition rose in Rouse's heart. He looked at Smith in horror, and he calmed himself down, "Uncle Smith, I, I can't guess who it is."

"That's weird. My people told me that the person they found was you." Smith knelt down slowly, with a gloomy and dangerous aura on his cold face.

Rouse felt the threat of death, his eyes widened in horror, and he said in a panic, "No, it's not me, Uncle Smith, I, I really didn't."

Although he didn't know why Smith cared so much about the man behind the assassination of the queen, he had an intuition in his heart that he must not admit it was him, otherwise the man in front of him would really kill him.

But who is Smith, how could he believe his words.

All of a sudden, Smith raised his hand and grabbed his neck, his sharp eyes were full of murderous and bloodthirsty light, and his sinister and vicious voice rang in Rouse's ear, "You think you can hide it from me? Do you move?" Who is wrong, dare to touch my Adai?"

Laws, who was strangled by Smith, had difficulty breathing in an instant, his face flushed, his throat made a squeak, and his mouth opened wide.

He slapped Smith's hand holding his neck in fear and panic, and said in a painful voice, "Smith, uncle, I, I was wrong. I, just, just wanted to kill, kill that trash. Yes, Sorry……"

Smith's face was ghastly, and his face was even more angry and vicious at this time, "You actually let someone hurt my Adele, you really deserve to die."

The woman he had cared for for more than 20 years was actually hurt by him, and he really wanted to kill her.

But thinking that he would need Laws' help in his future plans, he couldn't move this killer.

"I, I was, really, wrong, Smith, Uncle, give me one, one more chance."

Rouse's face was in pain, gradually turning blue, and it was even more difficult to breathe.

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