Chapter 438

The little policeman flinched his head and said to himself: didn't you believe it yesterday?

Hum!

After burning his hair, the handsome young man squatted on the ground, with a ghost symbol between his slender and white fingers, and suddenly shook it.

The amulet was inserted straight into the half burning hair in the stunned eyes of the people!

A crowd of policemen looked at the handsome young man who stood with his hands behind him. Their eyes were three points amazed and seven points couldn't believe it.

That's a piece of paper!

Soft paper!

So easily into the concrete?

The river stomped on the ground.

Yan Tao ignored the eyes of the future generations to see the monster. Her thin lips opened slightly, read the Vajra Sutra, and held the Tao seal in her slender fingers.

The young man with a long body stood in the room. Suddenly, the Yin wind began to rise.

A cool wind blew through the soles of their feet, and some policemen shrank with cold.

"Why is it so cold?"

Yan Tao inherits the soul charm and has the power to attract souls.

She frowned and looked at me.

Xiao Qi: Master, the ghost of this young man has not been called!

That's strange.

The young peach blossom eyes were cold, and her beautiful face was like a demon. She hooked her lower lip.

At the same time, Xiao Ye, hiding in the dark, showed a satisfied look at the bottom of his eyes.

He lowered his head and held a piece of talisman in his hand.

Xiao Qi: ah, what should I do? The master missed!

There was no sadness in the light tone.

Yan Tao

The boy still maintained an unfathomable posture, with a malicious smile at the bottom of his eyes, and his plain white fingers hooked into the air.

"Come here."

The police looked down at it. It was empty and had nothing.

Jianghe: "stop playing tricks! You can't prove your innocence. Come with us in the bureau!"

The young man smiled softly and looked at him with his head tilted. His good-looking face was the biggest killer. Even the river shook his mind, "how many people are dead?"

The voice is gentle and pleasant, vaguely with irresistible dignity and power.

The river involuntarily said, "seven."

Yan Tao: "say I kill. What's my motive for killing?"

"You're sick."

The river blurted out these words.

Before the words fell, the handsome young man lifted her eyes. She publicized her beautiful eyes and swept them, "do you know who I am?"

To tell you the truth, Jianghe really doesn't know.

They only followed their own clues to the factory.

As soon as he came in, one died on the ground and one was tied next to him.

The only one standing is Yantao.

Before that, Jiang had only seen Yantao once.

The scene... Well, it's strange.

The young man slowly raised his left hand methodically, took out a veil, wiped the dust on the back of his hand, smiled, "my name is Yantao. The seven women you've seen look like me?"

The policemen thought and shook their heads honestly.

To tell the truth, they have never seen anyone as good-looking as a teenager.

There is always an unspeakable temperament.

This temperament is enough for many people to fly moths to the fire.

Even if you die, run to the wipe light.

"Very good." young master Yan nodded with satisfaction. "At least you are honest."

Police!!

fuck.

Why does that sound so awkward.

Yan Tao: "rape first and then kill? They don't have the honor."

Listening to this, he was arrogant and domineering. However, when the young man spoke, he was arrogant and natural,

It seemed that she took it for granted.

This idea came out of Jiang's mind for no reason. He took another look at Yan Tao.

Nima!

What? Of course!

I've been hallucinating for lack of sleep recently.