Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Ghost King, I'm outside the door now. Come out, I have something to give you." Thinking of this, fang zikuang called Ghost King.

At that time, Ghost King had just recovered from the loss of Yin Baoer when he received a call from Faang Zikuang. He frowned slightly. His fingers trembled and he wanted to put them on the hang up button. But thinking of Yin Baoer, who he loved, he still put them on the answer button.

"Hmm?" As soon as Ghost King answered the phone, he heard Faang Zikuang's instructions. He frowned. "Are you outside? What about baoer? You're not with her?"

Obviously, Ghost King was a little disappointed. He thought he could hear a little Bao' er's voice by talking to Faang Zikuang.

Song Qian sat next to him, looking at Ghost King's childlike disappointment, and his lips curled up slightly.

She thought that her brother and Yin Baoer would be a good couple without Faang Zikuang. At least, her brother was a boy who had never been in love. He knew how to love Bao' er.

"Yes. I'm here for some urgent business and I'll be back soon. There's someone taking care of Bao' er..." Faang Zikuang lied.

"Okay, I'll be right out." Ghost King hung up the phone and turned around to tell song qian to rest. He quickly walked to the door and opened it.

Faang Zikuang was already standing outside the door. When he saw Ghost King coming, he immediately handed the marriage certificate to Ghost King and told him to keep it well, not to Pei Yilin nor to Song Qian.

"Yes. I know." Ghost King nodded.

"Okay. Then do what you need to do to protect Song Qian. I miss my Bao' er so much. I have to go back now." Faang Zikuang grinned and turned to leave.

Ghost King frowned at his impatience. Somehow, he felt that Faang Zikuang was different today.

"Faang Zikuang, if you can't take good care of Bao' er, I'll take her back and be my bride." Ghost King shouted at Faang Zikuang's back.

Faang Zikuang shuddered when he heard this, then he turned around and smiled at Ghost King ruffian, "Ghost King, do you think I'll give you a chance? In your dreams!"

"Only you and I know if it's a dream or not." Ghost King stared into Faang Zikuang's eyes and saw that although he was angry, he was not as impatient as before, and he suddenly felt bad. After a few quick steps, he immediately came to Faang Zikuang and grabbed Faang Zikuang by the collar.

"Faang Zikuang, call Bao' er right away!" Ghost King threatened.

"With what? It's none of your business when I call Bao' er!" Faang Zikuang separated Ghost King's hand and turned to leave quickly.

He was still in a hurry to find the whereabouts of the original silver. He didn't have time to spend with Ghost King here.

"Okay, if you don't call her, I'll call her." Ghost King frowned and immediately called Yin Baoer.

Yin Baoer's phone had been showing that no one answered. Ghost King had been calling for ten minutes and finally someone answered. The voice of the person was not Yin Baoer's, but something familiar but also a little strange.

"Who are you? This is not your phone!" Ghost King thought someone had taken Yin Baoer's phone and shouted coldly.

"Of course not my phone. But, Ghost King, we're old friends." The voice was faint and familiar, but there was no warmth.

When Ghost King heard this, a figure flashed through his mind. His face was dark. He frowned and looked at Faang Zikuang beside him.

"Bao' er, was it taken away with the original silver?" Ghost King roared in a low voice.

"Yes." Fang zikuang nodded. "You keep talking to her. I'm looking for her location. When we find her, the other problems will be solved."

"Yes." Ghost King nodded and continued to talk to Jiayuan Yin. "Tell me, what's your purpose in catching baoer? Is it for Faang Zikuang, or for me?"

"What do you think?" Jiayuan Yin raised his eyebrows and a hint of resentment rose in his voice. "Ghost King, I've cultivated you a lot over the years. You abandoned me for a Yin Baoer. Do you think you deserve me?"

"Jiayuan Yin, no one knows better than you how you treat me." Ghost King's voice turned cold. "And all those years, I paid back half of my life for all your so-called kindness. If you hadn't deliberately separated me from Song Qian, we wouldn't have been enemies for so many years, and my face wouldn't have been ruined."

"Face, a man's face, is that important?" Jiayuan Yin sneered. "Ghost King, it seems that you still have feelings for Yin Baoer. Destroy Song Qian's face and bring Faang Zikuang and Pei Yilin to my side. I'll let you marry Yin Baoer and set you free, okay?"

"Do you think I would believe you?" Ghost King fought back. "Jiayuan Yin, I'll find Bao' er. When I find Bao' er, it's time for you to atone for your sins over the years."

"Really? I'm so scared." Jiayuan Yin removed his phone from his ear and walked slowly to a huge double bed in the warehouse. There were two people on the double bed, one was Yin Baoer, and the other was Qu Lan, who had just been taken away by rolls-royce and suddenly disappeared.

"Are you a doctor?" Jiayuan Yin reached out to Qu Lan, and Qu Lan immediately turned his face away, "I'm not anymore."

But you were. I only give you two choices. The first one is to perform an autopsy on her heart from now on, and you live. The second one is to let her perform an autopsy on your heart, and you die!" Jiayuan Yin grabbed Qu Lan's collar and reached out to touch Qu Lan's fair and tender face.

"You see, your face is so tender, so lovely. If you die at such a young age, don't you think it's a pity?" Jiayuan Yin's eyes were burning with so much enthusiasm and jealousy that Qu Lan stared into her eyes, pondered for a while, and then spoke softly.

"What should I do if you don't untie me?"

"It seems that you are still sensible." Seeing that qu lan seemed to be willing to cooperate, a trace of regret flashed in Jiayuan Yin's eyes, but he quickly let go of Qu Lan and threw a key to her.

Open the lock and do as I tell you. Here, I've already installed the video, if you don't follow my instructions. I will immediately detonate the poisonous gas bomb placed here and let you all die together. And the people you care about will be with you one by one." Jiayuan Yin gave an order, turned around and left.

Suddenly, only Qu Lan, who was closest to the key, and Yin Baoer, who looked calm, were left in the huge room.

"I'm sorry." Qu lan was the closest to the key and slowly reached out to get it. She untied her handcuffs first, then picked up the scalpel that she was most used to, and slowly walked towards Yin Baoer...

She also wanted to see Yuchi Haolan. She didn't want to die, so Bao' er was sorry.

"It's okay." Yin Baoer looked at the guilt in Qu Lan's eyes and said faintly.

She knew very well that if she was in Qu Lan's position, she would choose the same as Qu Lan. However, she was really reluctant to part with this world, important things, she was reluctant to love her Faang Zikuang!

"I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry." Qu Lan shuddered and walked slowly towards Yin Baoer.

Step by step, she walked with difficulty but determination.

Seeing that she had already come to Yin Baoer, as long as she bent down, her sharp scalpel would cut through Yin Baoer's white and tender skin, cut open her chest, and take out the heart that was still jumping...

Jiayuan Yin looked at Qu Lan's performance with satisfaction, and his lips curved slightly.

She lifted her veil with her slender fingers and looked into the mirror, clearly and resentfully at the scar that covered her entire face. When she fell off the cliff, the scar was cut by a sharp stone. It was ten centimeters long and visible to the bone. Although Jiayuan Yin had dealt with it hastily at that time, because of Pei Yilin's next mountain search, she did not leave successfully, but delayed the last chance of treatment.

When she finally found the right time to go for treatment, the doctor could only shake her head helplessly and tell her that she had to go for plastic surgery.

"Plastic surgery? Get someone to stab me in the face?" Jiayuan Yin sneered and put down the veil. She quickly walked out the door.

She, Jiayuan Yin, needed to arrange everything so that those who hurt her would pay for what they did.

Of course, the first one to pay the price was Song Qian, and the second one was Pei Yilin.

Although she was reluctant to kill Pei Yilin, she couldn't wait to disfigure him.

In the dark, Jiayuan Yin drove a porsche like a silver fox through the widest streets of switzerland. Her destination was the most luxurious film and television processing base here. She needed the people there to help her accomplish a very important thing.

The sky is always so long; the night is always so short.

By the time the sun shone on switzerland, the most luxurious food street in switzerland was already full. Everyone's eyes sparkled with excitement, as if something wonderful was about to happen. Although they came from different places, they quickly became familiar with each other and talked about the important people of today - Pei Yilin from china and Yuchi Haolan, the chinese who had become famous all over switzerland.

"Do you know? Our yuezi famous chef yuchi haolan is going to treat us to his cooking?"

"Really? I heard that his cooking is praised by our famous swiss chef association!"

"That's right, you don't know. The dish he cooked that time was simply..."

The foodies always have an appetite and a lust. As long as there are handsome men and delicious food, it is enough for them to be moved.

Now that they can eat delicious food and have intimate contact with their male gods, how can they not be excited?

So, the originally quiet hall suddenly started to chirp and bustle like a morning market.

In the noisy crowd, a stout woman with a cold and proud face was staring at the door. Now, it was less than half an hour from Ye Xin's time, but Yuchi Haolan and Pei Yilin did not appear.

Did they know their plan?

Or were they not planning to come at all?