Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

The sound sounds a little familiar.

The way of greeting is also like hearing it somewhere.

As soon as Lan Bingbing changed into her slippers, she couldn't help panicking.

"Miss Lan, don't be afraid, I'm here." Mahjong encouraged Lan Bingbing by the side.

Lan Bingbing turned to relax for a while, but didn't think about it any more.

That's right, with Mahjong and his two subordinates here, who dares to sneak into my mother's house, isn't this a self-inflicted trap?Anyway, there is nothing else in my house except furniture, no money, no card, no gold.

Could it be that shit screenwriter of 'Mr. Huang He'?

Just right.This time I'm going to kill him.

Haha, finally let me, Lan Bingbing, get caught.

The chief culprit who led to his ruin, besides the driver who had already been shot in the head, was this shabby and hateful Mr. Huang He, who was the first to expose the truth about himself and Dao Chen's fraudulent donation on the official account. Later, he further fanned the flames in front of the media, revealing a lot of black material about himself.

Especially during this period of time, I, Lan Bingbing, crossed the street with rats and everyone yelled and beat me. This Mr. Huang He made things even worse, and published a large number of critical articles on the official account, comparing myself and Director Chen, as well as several other people in the entertainment industry. A first-line actor, director and even a producer, sent to the limelight of public opinion.

But I, Lan Bingbing, are now the woman of Mr. Fu, and my background is Qingfengtang.

You 'Mr. Huang He', a small screenwriter, I didn't notice it before, and I don't see it now.

Lan Bingbing said softly: "Mahjong, I know who's inside."

Mahjong asked: "Who?"

Lan Bingbing said angrily, "This kid... this kid should be that nasty screenwriter 'Mr. Huang He', he...he...he came to my house today to collect evidence, he is...he still wants to Put some salt in the entertainment circle to hype up his own popularity. Seeing how he dared to greet me in such an arrogant manner, he must have found something and wanted to threaten me..."

Mahjong snorted: "Despicable, really despicable! Poor literati!"

Lan Bingbing tentatively said: "Well, I bumped into it today, you can find a way to get rid of this person, no problem, right? It happened that the magnolia tree in my yard hadn't been fertilized for a long time, so I buried him... as fertilizer. "

Mahjong nodded: "No problem, Miss Lan, this is at your house, so killing him is a matter of course, no one will know."

Lan Bingbing said: "What I want is your words, let's go!"

People who have killed people will become more courageous.

Anyway, Lan Bingbing had ordered Kuqi to kill Lu Ping and gouged out his eyes.

Why not bring a 'Mr. Yellow River' with you?

In this way, the two people I hate the most in my life, Lan Bingbing, will no longer exist... Happy!
snort!
Mess with Lan Bingbing.

Who is qualified to live?

After an impromptu killing plan came out, Lan Bingbing took mahjong and walked into the next door.

Once the door is opened, it is the living room.

A person is sitting on the sofa.

He was eating fruit and drinking tea, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

The living room is very big, and Lan Bingbing took a closer look, and his manner and hairstyle didn't seem like Mr. Huang He's.not him?

Mahjong's eyes are much better than Lan Bingbing's, so as soon as he entered the door and looked over there, his scalp felt numb all of a sudden, his body trembling and he asked softly to Lan Bingbing beside him: "You...you said he was dead ?"

"Who? Who's dead?" Lan Bingbing, who didn't know what to do, took a few steps forward, and gradually saw the person's face clearly.

It's him?

How could it be him?
"Ghost...Ghost...Ghost!"

Lan Bingbing hugged her head in despair, her first reaction was to run away.

"Close the door!" Lu Ping on the sofa yelled coldly and sharply.

Mahjong immediately closed the door. After all, he is considered a person who has seen the world. His mood gradually eased, and many speculations flooded his mind.

"Ghost...he's a ghost, mahjong, run, run!" Lan Bingbing said in horror, and was about to tug at the door.

At this time, Lu Ping stood up from the sofa and asked, "I'm here, can you go?"

"you……"

"you……"

Lan Bingbing didn't dare to look back, and boldly asked, "You... aren't you dead?"

Lu Ping asked with a smile: "Dead? Is it so easy for me, Lu Ping, to die? Lan Bingbing, open your dog eyes and see if I, Lu Ping, are a human or a ghost."

"Yes...it's a person." Mahjong whispered in Lan Bingbing's ear.

"Impossible, impossible!" Lan Bingbing shook her head sharply, looked at the box in her hand, and said with more certainty: "He was obviously killed by Ku... Kuchi, his eyes... his eyes were gouged out... Impossible, impossible, Mahjong, have you looked carefully, does he have eyes?"

Mahjong said softly: "Yes, and it's still bright."

"Ah? No... not a ghost? Not a human? No... is he... a human or a ghost? I..." Lan Bingbing was so frightened that she lost her soul, feeling her heart beating hundreds of times per second , beating at high speed, as if it might explode in the chest cavity at any time.

"When you sent someone to kill me, didn't you have a lot of guts?" Lu Ping took another puff of cigarette, walked a few steps towards this side, and said, "Lan Bingbing, if you don't do something, you won't die. You are on the way to die. Another big step forward. Do the math yourself, how many times have you provoked me? Are you tired? And, when have you ever succeeded? "

Only then did Lan Bingbing pluck up the courage to turn around, and gradually saw Lu Ping's face clearly.

It really doesn't look like a ghost when it's alive.

It's... it's a person.

"You...you are fine...you are not dead...but...but your eyes...are clearly here!" Lan Bingbing's emotions also eased a little bit, at least her head is no longer the same as when she first saw Lu It buzzed like usual.

Lu Ping snorted coldly: "Look carefully, I, Lu Ping, have clear eyebrows, radiant eyes, and are amiable. The pair in your hand is ugly and ugly, with cracked eyes, devil pupils, how could it be mine?"

"It's not yours, it's..." Lan Bingbing froze for a moment.

Lu Ping smiled and said, "Guess."

"Cool...cool...cool?" Lan Bingbing's terrified mouth remained closed for a long time, the pores all over her body seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles at the same time, and cold sweat came out of her body in a rush. There are no dry and loose parts of the skin everywhere.

"The guess is really accurate, one guess is right." Lu Ping gave her a thumbs up.

Lan Bingbing exclaimed: "You...you...you killed Kuchi...?"

"No!" Lu Ping shook the cigarette butt in his hand and explained: "That guy did something wrong and scared to death. I just satisfied your desire. Don't you want me to have a pair of eyes from Lu Ping? My It’s impossible to give it to you, so I can only use his to deal with it. I hope you can like it.”

"You...you..." Lan Bingbing's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his head sank for a while: "Scary...scared, I...I don't believe it! Cool, he...he is a famous killer , a sniper. People...how could people be scared to death? Sure...you must have found him, and then...killed him, right?"

Lu Ping sat back on the sofa again, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth.

When angry, he smokes more.

It is said that frequent smoking can prompt him to make quick decisions.

"It's terrible to be uneducated!" Lu Ping looked up at Lan Bingbing and said, "You may not know how many people in this world die of fear or despair every year. Well, I'll give you some science today, people How terrible is the fear. In India, a scientist once conducted an experiment. They found a death row inmate and colluded with the police in advance. Then the police told the death row..."

Mahjong on the side seemed to suddenly realize it, and quickly replied: "I know, I know! I have also seen this experiment... that... that death row prisoner was taken into a dark room by scientists and the police, and the police told him , 'We are going to use a new method to execute your death sentence. This method is to let your blood dry up to death'... Then a doctor walked in with a shining scalpel and told the death row prisoner,' I'm going to use this scalpel to cut your artery now', and then... In fact, the doctor just scratched the death row's artery lightly, and there was no bleeding at all. And the scientist... should be a psychologist , he squatted on the ground and began to move, slowly dripped some water into the metal basin, and kept saying to the death row prisoner, "Your blood has dripped 300CC, and the color is a bit black." "Wow, it's already It's half a basin."'It's almost, it's almost, a basin is full...' As a result...the death row prisoner believed it was true, and his face became paler and his breathing became more and more severe even though there was no physical trauma. Weak, and then... was scared to death alive. So this experiment tells us... people... people can really be scared to death."

Lu Ping couldn't help but glared at Mahjong: "Brother Mahjong, what do you mean? You are educated? You have finished telling the story, what can I say? Rob, grab! Tell the story, you also grab it! Robber!"

Mahjong tugged at the hem of his shirt, and said awkwardly: "I...I couldn't hold it back, I was...excited for a while. Because after I saw this experiment, I felt quite shocked, you know? I... ...Actually, I did a similar experiment later, but unfortunately it didn't scare the other party to death...I don't know what happened."

Lu Ping asked back: "Is it because you didn't grasp the essentials well, or did you not pay attention to the details?"

Mahjong said with a confused face: "I don't know, it's kind of weird anyway, other scientists can scare people to death, why can't I, Mahjong?"

Lu Ping emphasized: "It means that your acting skills are not good enough, so you have to learn acting skills from Lan Daxing."

Mahjong suddenly realized and said: "Don't say it, it's possible, it's possible! At that time, I seemed... It seemed like a joke."

Lu Ping said: "Now you are laughing too."

uh, is it?Mahjong quickly touched his cheek, letting the laughing nerves return to normal.Not to mention, it was a bit of a joke.Ms. Lan was so frightened that she was really a little dereliction of duty, so she shouldn't add fuel to the flames.

Lan Bingbing looked at mahjong and then at Lu Ping.

The many doubts in her heart suddenly became one after another.

"So what you want to tell me is...you are also a scientist?" Lan Bingbing asked Lu Ping.

puff……

Lu Ping almost spat out.

This powerful analytical ability is simply surpassing the past and overshadowing the present.

"I just want to prove that Kuchi was indeed not killed by me, he was frightened to death." Lu Ping said with a wry smile, "Okay, now that the matter is clear, you don't want to defend yourself as the real murderer behind the scenes. So here comes the question, what should I do with you? I have been sneaking out for almost two hours now, and time is running out."

Lan Bingbing was even more puzzled: "Why did you sneak out, you... did you just escape from prison?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Lu Ping darkened his face, and his tone became tough: "It's only three things, I, Lu Ping, will not show mercy to you, a disgusting woman today."

Lan Bingbing asked back: "What do you want?"

Lu Ping said: "You guess?"

"Mahjong!" Lan Bingbing focused on the critical moment, and sternly said to Mahjong beside him, "You get rid of him today, and I, Lan Bingbing, will be your woman from now on. I will sleep with you and be here whenever you are called!"

Ok?
Lu Ping thought to himself: How shameless!

Mahjong was also taken aback: Do you want the third master to cut me into pieces?