"What's going on?" He lowered his face and glanced at the mottled blood on the ground, "Did you dare to make trouble in Huaguo, are you impatient?"
"laugh-"
Huo Qi shrugged, measured her body and revealed Alice sitting unconscious on the ground, "This has nothing to do with me, I'm only responsible for handing over the person to you. Originally, these matters are not under the control of our Huo family, but I'm sorry, The future mistress of our Huo family, because she suffered an unreasonable disaster, the husband is very upset, so—"
He paused, Hou Lao's eyes were horrified when he heard the words Huo's family and future mistress.
Huo Qidao: "Thus, those who are alive will have to be handed over to you after our Huo family has interrogated them. I hope you can understand this matter."
"Understand understand."
Hou Lao took a deep breath, understanding what a fart!
His hands were trembling, "Then you have to promise to send him back alive!"
"Don't worry, we are all good citizens."
Huo Qi grinned like a college student who just graduated.
As for what he thinks in his heart, outsiders don't know.
Anyway, if you have one breath left, you can still be considered alive, right? He didn't lie!
The doll-like girl was slumped against the wall, like a rose that had lost its life and was about to wither, with a dead air spreading all over her body.
Waiting for the old eyelids to twitch, he quickly waved for people to watch.
"She... is she still alive?"
Hou Lao didn't care whether she was dead or alive, but at least, she couldn't die in Huaguo.
His eyes were cold, even full of killing intent.
When did Alice come to China, he didn't even get any information.
If she really died in Huaguo tonight...
"There should be some breath left."
Huo Qi shrugged indifferently, "Since you have already received the person, let's take a step first and say goodbye."
He gave an order, and the Huo family evacuated in an orderly manner.
Soon, there were only a few cars left on the scene, and the ground was full of mess.
Hou squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "Send someone to deal with the scene and hold an emergency meeting. As for her—find a doctor and give her an injection first, so she won't die."
After speaking, he bent over to get into the car and left quickly.
Song Yaoyao had a dream, in which she returned to her previous life.
Her room is a dreamy princess room, with milky white and light pink as the main tone of the bedroom. Plush dolls can be seen everywhere, the wind blows through the screen window, and the wind chimes make a crisp and melodious ding-dong.
A movie was playing on the TV. It was a costume drama, and there was nothing exciting in itself. But the bad thing is that the episode on TV was broadcasting until the Miemen massacre.
The blood prepared with various pigments looks very real, meandering on the stone slab and converging into a pool.
The red reflected in her eyes.
All good things come to an abrupt end.
"Bang!"
It was the sound of her flipping the table, the beautiful curtains were torn apart, and all the sheets and bedding were thrown on the floor. What is visible in front of her eyes, and what is still intact, will give her the desire to destroy—
Her heart began to twitch, and the blood on her little face faded from the pain, until she was as pale as paper.
Someone broke into the door, followed by everyone she knew.
The man in the lead has a sharp and three-dimensional silhouette, his eyes are long and narrow, and the tails of the eyes are raised, which are extremely seductive and shrewd standard fox eyes. His demeanor should be extremely cold, but at this moment, looking at her eyes, there was indescribable distress and worry.
Followed by a refined middle-aged man, a well-maintained beautiful woman, and the medical staff.