Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 250: : Interrogation

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There is no window in the dark room, and day and night are not clear. The narrow and narrow space can torture and collapse in minutes.

In the trial room outside the dark room, He Changzheng sat on the head of the case with a cold face, waving his hand to the side.

"Bring it out."

In a few moments, the two guards who followed behind Yueyue brought out a half-dead person and threw it at He Chang's feet.

This man is wearing a blue dress with loose hair, his face is pale and pale, and his eyes are empty and indifferent. The thin waist is soft and boneless, and it is not who Fuyan can be.

Fu Yan was drowsy, lying on the floor of the trial room with dried blood, as if the whole person had been taken away.

He Sanlang looked down, Han Chen's eyes fell on Fu Yan, "said, who directed you to do this?"

Fu Yan trembled and heard He Changyu's question, as if awakened from a dream in an instant.

She lifted the wolverine's dirty cheeks and looked with horror and begs for mercy: "Master Three, please don't keep the slaves in that black hole room. The slaves say everything. As long as you want to know, slaves Say everything! "

Finally, a foul odor suddenly came from Fu Yan, which was caused by physical incontinence due to emotional breakdown ...

Lai Yue covered her nose in disgust on the side.

After a quarter of an hour, He Changzhang first came out of the trial room.

He put on his black robe and stood under the corridor, staring at the thicker and darker night, his long and straight back looking at the increasingly lonely high-definition under the shadow of the hazy lights.

Lai Yue also walked down the corridor.

"Master Three, apart from knowing that someone notified her, she didn't know who the person was. When the letter was originally from Dingyuan Hou Dashou, someone gave it to the grandmother, but it just happened to be the delivery person. It's her. However, she fainted herself and never gave it to grandmother. "Lai Yue reported the situation in detail to He Changzheng.

The cold radian of the corner of He Chang's mouth raises Xiao Wujing's full penetration!

Laiyue did not hear the master, hesitated, or asked: "Fuyan already has no value, what should I do?"

He Changyu touched the sapphire on his left thumb with his index finger. The magnetic voice could not hear any emotions, but he was inexplicably chilling, "solve."

The next time I heard this answer, I just stunned for a second, then already reacted, and he nodded, "then leave it to the younger."

After following Changchang He for so many years, the more I know what the word "solve" means in the master's mouth, although he feels that this method seems a bit harsh, it is undoubtedly the best way. For a traitor with a bigger heart, death is her best destination.

He Changbi nodded slightly, walked towards the front yard of the private house, and there was still a person waiting for him, but he wants to clean all these accounts today!

In the flower hall, already sits with two people.

When He Changyu arrived, his subordinates standing in front of the Flower Hall silently gave him a fist.

Walk into the flower hall and accompany Xiao Hongyu already in advance.

He smiled stupidly, "He Brother, since you are here, this person will give it to you, my brother will take a step first."

He Changzhen patted his shoulder.

After a while, there are only him, Mo Chenggui and Huang Zhijian left in the entire flower hall.

He Sanlang came to the main seat and sat down, raising the corner of his mouth slightly. This weird smile not only did not add the slightest beauty to his cold cheek, but made him feel chills on his back.

"Uncle Mo, Uncle Huang, sit down."

Mo Chenggui and Huang Zhijian stood up on already when He Changyu came in.

Facing the powerful aura of the three masters, although they are also field-tested, they lack the appealing momentum.

This directly caused emotional tension between the two.

Although they know that such emotions are the most important for them, it is like the stress response of the body, which is completely beyond control.

Mo Chenggui and Huang Zhijian glanced at each other suspiciously, and then sat down a little bit embarrassedly.

There are no other people in the flower hall. The three are sitting almost face to face. The whole flower hall is quiet as if a needle fell to the ground and can be heard.

Sometimes the silence becomes more nervous.

He Changjiu didn't hear He Changjiu's mouth for a long time.

Or Mo Chenggui took the lead in opening his mouth: "I don't know why Master Three invited us here today, why?"

He Changyu's deep eyes glanced at him, "Why did I invite Uncle Mo, is it really true that Uncle Mo doesn't have a little bit in his heart?"

Mo Chenggui's scarred face shuddered. Jing Hechang's sentence was slightly ridiculous, followed by a stun in his heart.

He thought of a possibility, and suddenly stared at He Changyu with surprise and wide eyes.

"Yes ... is grandma?"

"Although Uncle Mo is old, he has a good memory."

He Changxian admits that the sweat on his forehead suddenly came out like water, obviously in the early spring night when the spring is cold and cold, but Mo Chenggui's lining is already Sweated.

Half an hour later, a horseshoe sound rang at the door of the private house, and He Changyu **** with a black brocade cloak, turned over, and quickly left with his own, disappearing at the end of the dark street.

Mo Chenggui and Huang Zhijian stood at the door of the private house. They were both holding a horse, but apparently their faces were ugly.

The yellow light in front of the private house was sprinkled on the two people's faces, and Mo Chenggui's scar face seemed to be covered with a layer of waxy straw paper.

He murmured in relief, "It's over, it's over, everything's over, brother, this time it's got you involved for your brother."

What else can Huang Zhijian say, just shaking his head and wryly smiling. This time it is indeed a pot of Mo Chenggui. He is the most taboo and unfaithful. Although his starting point is good, he will not be sure. The incident told the old lady that this was indeed a coma.

The generals who have a little background have generals. Their generations will basically follow the old uncle, which is the oldest and most respected wave.

After the family and the homeowner fight against each other for an alliance, they will have three generations of faith, otherwise it will be regarded as a betrayal, and it seems that the homeworker following them will suffer, but it is not true.

Once you become the general of a certain general, the owner will guarantee the future of the three generals.

A family owner is transposed, and the family will follow the next owner directly. The **** vow is still valid.

Huang Zhijian and Mo Chenggui knew that Jinganbo ’s next homeowner was either the second or third master.

Mr. Grand Master only found idle jobs in Beijing. He will inherit the title in the future. It will not be the next generation of homeowners. The family will be obedient to the orders of the owners, not the children of the inheritance.

If there are special circumstances, it is also possible that one person inherits the title and head of the family, such as Jing Anbo.

Only following this momentum, it is very likely that the next owner of the He family will be the third master.

Once it is determined that the three young masters, Mo Chenggui did such a thing, it is certain that the relationship between them and the three young masters can only be nullified.

This is the future of the three generations in their family.

The future of a family of more than a dozen people is just one sentence.

The event already happened, even if Mo Chenggui now regrets it is useless.

He Sanlang had arrived at Hai'an when he returned to Jing'anbo.

In Dawu Dynasty, this already is time to fall asleep at night.

After entering Songtaoyuan, He Changzheng also learned that Chu Yan had just fallen asleep, and Zhong Yan was holding the casserole to clean up.

He Sanlang sensitively smelled the smell of herbs in the casserole, frowned and asked, "What's this?"

Zhong Ye smiled, "The old man's soup for the grandmother to make up for himself. The third master rest assured, the prescription already has been shown to Miao Shenyi, no problem, this soup is also the old man himself every day Boiled. "

After hearing Zhong Yan's assurance, He Changzheng felt relieved.

"Master Three has just returned from the outside, it's not too late at this time, but want some supper?"

He Changxi shook his hand, unbuttoned his cloak, handed it to Zhong Yan, and entered the room.

He has been out of the office for more than half a day, but he didn't see the small face he was thinking about for most of the day, and He Sanlang thought so badly.

He paused at the door of the bedroom, and then went straight to the bedroom.

There is a dim lamp in the bedroom, he can see everything in the room.

He Sanlang walked directly to the bed with his long legs, stretched out his hand, and lifted up the veil by the bed.

I saw only a small bag in the middle of the wide bed.

He Changyu looked at the bulging packet, and the cold color deep in his eyes slowly melted, even with a smile.

He sat down gently to the bed, pulled down the quilt, and soon saw a sleeping, tender, soft face.

In the early spring, the night was cold and cold. Chu Yan was most afraid of the cold. The quilt before going to bed was obviously smoked by Xiyans, but after she lay in, it didn't cool down again.

This villain seems to be made of ice. He sleeps on a warm quilt for a night, but his hands and feet are still cold.

Chu Yan wears a soft black hair, with a few clutters covering her face. He Changyu reaches out to smooth the hair on her cheek, and gently kisses her cheek, and then touches it. Touched her hands and feet under the brocade.

It was as cold as he thought.

He Chang frowned and covered her with a quilt. Then she went to Jingfang to wash and change clothes.

As soon as he left, Chu Yan opened her eyes. She reached out and touched the place where He Changyu had kissed, her mouth raised, and then she smashed her mouth twice, and she really fell asleep.

After he rinsed quickly, He came back and lifted the quilt gently to embrace Chu Yan who was curled up under the quilt.

With a generous and safe chest and familiar and elegant fragrance, Chu Yan naturally attached to the past and was buried in He Changyu's arms.

Both of them are wearing a thin pyjamas and a round room, so holding them together intimately will inevitably make some people uncontrollable.

Chu Ai fell asleep, but it didn't feel much, but he regarded He Changyu as a hot pillow.

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