Chapter 743

Shuman turned pale with fright.

These people have investigated her, know her thing, moreover, still aim at Huo Xiao.

Somehow, Shu man suddenly thought of Mu Chu Di's death four years ago, as if it was due to terrorist attacks.

And these people seem to know a lot about that year. Are they

"No, don't kill me. I know a lot. Really, you want to lead Huo Xiao, right?"

His back was trampled on, and he felt the cold touch and the sound of the bullet loading on his head.

She was scared, scared to death.

She doesn't want to be the second Mu Chu flute.

"Song Weiqing has many bodyguards around her. It's hard for you to get close to her, but Huo Xiao has a son. You can fight him."

"Son?"

The woman's voice rose with excitement, then she thought of something and calmed down again.

"How dare you lie to me? Skin her first, then kill her. "

None of their people found that Huo Xiao had a son. It was just nonsense. She didn't believe that Huo Xiao would let any woman give birth to him.

Such a heartless man as a lone wolf.

The sharp blade pierces into the skin, with the pain of gripping heart.

Shu man finally understands how terrible these people are. They really regard human life as a recommendation.

She did not dare to hesitate for a moment.

"I didn't lie to you, Huo Xiao really has a son, he is to protect his son, so he has been blocking the news, in addition to the Huo family, few people know about his son."

"Song Weiqing will be watched by the government and the army, but Huo Xiao's son doesn't, and few people know about his existence."

"You take him, take him."

The woman didn't speak, but the man who stepped on Shuman's back squatted down slightly. He pulled Shuman's hair without pity.

"Since you know so much, there must be photos of him. If you don't, then your words are not credible."

Pain, Shu man, pain to tears.

Salty tears, into the scars, more and more pain.

But now, she doesn't care. She just wants these people to believe her.

She wants to survive.

Photo?

Where does she have a picture.

Huo Xiao's protection of his son is very strict. Who can have a picture?

Feeling Shuman's hesitation, his hands stepped on her body a little bit more forcefully, "it seems that he really lied to us."

A sharp blade pierced through the wound she had just been scratched. It seemed to pick out her skin. It was very terrible.

"No, I have. I have pictures, on my cell phone."

Shu man exposes song Weiqing's mobile phone. Now she just wants to live. She doesn't want anything else.

The mobile phone has locked the screen, but it's not difficult for them at all. They can break the password at once.

The face is flowing blood, blood flows into the eyes, Shu man opens his eyes, always paying attention to the woman's action in front of him.

The heart is beating all the time.

She prayed silently that there must be pictures of the children, there must be ah.

The woman above, the eye son of different color suddenly coldly glances toward Shu man.

Shu man felt that death was staring at her, didn't he?

The woman a sign, the hand is like to carry rubbish to carry Shu man to past.

"Which one is it?"

In Song Weiqing's mobile phone, there are pictures of four or five children.

In fact, Shu man doesn't know what Huo Xiao's child looks like. However, she recognizes Jiang'an Mengting from a picture. Moreover, the child in the picture seems to be reluctant to be photographed, and only lets her take most of her face.

"It's him."

Point it out directly.