The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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It would be a waste of food if I don't kill her, so I killed her!" Ning Quruo said in a calm voice, "Since she was killed, how do you know what she looked like in her teens?" Mrs. "stop!" Behind him, the silver Bentley had not yet stabilized when Ning Ruoqing had already gotten out of the car and headed straight for Ning Quruo. I was almost killed by him!" She used her hands and feet to crawl towards Ning Ruoqing.
Every sentence is an affirmative sentence.
Butler Ning and the driver were both stunned for a moment.
The two of them turned their heads to look at Mrs. Fu, just in time to catch the fleeting panic on her face.
Is the young master right?
Is the eldest lady really not dead?
"No! She's dead! I killed her! There's such a big hole in her head! What's the use of a girl? It would be a waste of food if I don't kill her, so I killed her!"
Ning Quruo said in a calm voice, "Since she was killed, how do you know what she looked like in her teens?"
Mrs. Fu's words just now were full of malice and resentment.
Since she had already killed him, why would she be so resentful towards a girl who was only a few years old?
But when describing it, it is very specific.
The man was almost crazy, but his dark eyes gradually brightened up again.
It was like the soul was freed from its clutches.
It floats slowly and flies towards the sky.
His eyes went from dull to sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, but his voice became hoarse and gentle.
"Let me guess... You have no family, no daughters, no nieces, and you work alone as a maid in the Gu family. You even live there at night. Who is that girl you see every day?"
Mrs. Fu’s eyes widened and her whole body began to tremble.
How could Ning Quruo...guess it?
"No, no, she's dead!"
Ning Quruo's heart was beating fast and her breathing became rapid. "Who is it?"
His voice was particularly attractive, but the light in his eyes seemed to peel off Mrs. Fu layer by layer, "The Gu family has two daughters."
Mrs. Fu's lips began to tremble.
The two looked at each other, and she almost screamed.
The man did not lay a hand on her.
He didn't even say a threatening word to her.
But she seemed to be strangled by the man.
In the next second, she would die.
Or...life is worse than death.
"Speak!" He shouted loudly, as if he were arguing with the spring thunder.
Mrs. Fu was so frightened that she said, "Yes..."
Just as he said one word, a beam of car light passed by from afar.
Ning Quruo's face darkened.
The driver quickly went to the car to get a telescope and looked in the direction of the headlights.
"Silver Bentley, license plate Beijing A16868."
The muscles on Ning Quruo's face twitched.
Ning Ruoqing!
What is he here for!
He suddenly picked up the shovel that was stuck in the ground, and pointed the sharp edge of the shovel at Mrs. Fu.
It seemed as if in the next second, Mrs. Fu’s throat would be cut, causing thick blood plasma to spurt out of her throat.
"explain!"
He wanted the woman to give the answer herself.
Mrs. Fu looked at the sharp edge of the shovel, her eyelids trembling rapidly, but she kept her mouth tightly closed.
The courage that had been frightened out of me now returned.
Back to her.
Behind me, the car was getting closer.
Ning Quruo lost his patience and pushed the shovel straight towards Mrs. Fu's throat.
"stop!"
Behind him, the silver Bentley had not yet stabilized when Ning Ruoqing had already gotten out of the car and headed straight for Ning Quruo.
Ning Quruo had an unhappy expression on his face.
Mrs. Fu suddenly called out, "Second Master Ning! Second Master Ning, please save me! I was almost killed by him!"
She used her hands and feet to crawl towards Ning Ruoqing.
Ning Quruo's eyes narrowed coldly.
"Second Master Ning?"
He turned around and looked at the man behind him.
As calm and peaceful as ever, and as compassionate as ever.
Ning Quruo's lips curled up, he stepped on Mrs. Fu's back, and looked at her calmly.
"Sister Fu, do you know my second uncle?"