The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

And more importantly, although this Louis looked gentle and gentle, Qiao Anhao didn't think so. On the contrary, she felt that there seemed to be a bloody and cruel aura hidden in this man.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh. Has she been a little perverted recently?
How come one or two of them are all this kind of people, moody, ignorant, and smiling. Thinking of this, Qiao An couldn't help but look up at Lu Yicheng.

Oh, and there's also an iceberg that's always expressionless.

"Yisheng, I'm afraid dealing with Yao Zian will not be so easy anymore." Qiao Anhao felt a big stone hanging in her heart, she didn't know what to say.

However, she clearly felt that the situation was different again.

Originally, because of her kidnapping, many people were affected, but now, there is another Louis, such a powerful and extraordinary man.

She just felt that things were getting more difficult.

"Don't worry, Yao Zian will die in my hands."

Lu Yicheng's thin lips moved slightly, his pale lips were pursed, a little whitish, but the violence in his eyes became more and more serious, but it was hidden in the dark blue pupils, making it difficult to detect.

The restrained eyes seemed to be calm and watery, but in fact they were already turbulent and undercurrent.

Since Louis wanted to save Yao Zian so much, he insisted that Louis watch Yao Zian die.

Qiao Anhao looked at Lu Yicheng in surprise, licked her lower lip, and saw the bloodthirsty light flashing in that hazy gaze, and Lu Yicheng's sweeping glance was so lightly, but Qiao Anhao felt that this man was really angry.

However, Yao Zian must die.

She licked her lower lip, not knowing where this feeling came from, but it made her feel flustered.

"Yisheng, what are you planning?"

Lu Yicheng paused, didn't answer Qiao Anhao, just hugged her and continued walking. Qiao Anhao understood what Lu Yicheng meant, so he didn't ask any further questions.

It's just that she knew that Yao Zian should be dead this time.

Soon, they arrived at the garage, and Shen Chenling was impatient for a long time. His pale face still couldn't change his sloppy personality, with his hands behind his head, and his legs crossed leisurely.

Xun Jian glanced at him, but said nothing.

Seeing that he is alive and well now, Qiao Anhao glanced at him speechlessly, and then was carried into another car by Lu Yicheng. After she fastened the seat belt herself, the two cars came one after the other. Out of the garage.

And far away on the small island, Wen Liang was standing on the ruins, the nails on both hands had already been turned over due to digging, and they were dripping blood at this moment.

It's clear that her fingers are connected to her heart, but she doesn't seem to feel any pain.

The whole person looked down at the ruins under her feet, closed her eyes, and almost fell down, but fortunately, the people behind her supported her.

"Patriarch, it's time for us to go." Wen Ying supported Wen Liang, her eyes were also tired, as she was a woman, she naturally understood.

Wen Liang hummed, her voice was hoarse and weak, "Have you checked everything?"

"Well, there is no whereabouts of Brother Shi Yi."

"Then, let's go."

Wen Liang clenched her fists, she had almost dug the entire island three feet into the ground, but there was still no information about Wen Shiyi's whereabouts, nothing, not even his location.