"Ho!"
Han Yue uttered a strange cry from his throat. He was stiff and looked at Muyang's body for a moment. Then he dashed out of the door and kicked Yang Qiuhong's room open.
At that moment, she seemed to be crazy, crazily grabbed Yang Qiuhong's hair and dragged people out.
Her nails are very sharp. Yang Qiuhong is too sad recently, and she has not had a good meal. She is not Han Yue's opponent at all. She is quickly pinned on the ground and has no resistance to fight.
I can only hold my head in pain and groan.
"Base! Is that you? Is it you! "
"You have a vicious heart. Even your husband will be killed!"
"You are the murderer behind the scenes, aren't you? Yang Qiuhong, you mean woman! It was you who wanted to take him away from me recklessly at the beginning. Now that you are living like this, you have to suffer for yourself! "
"Why do you get back at me? Huh? Do you think I will be scared to death by hanging the bodies of Muyang and Wang Jun in my door and room? No, you dream! "
"Kill you! I'll kill you today! "
Han Yue swears and rips Yang Qiuhong like a shrew. Soon, there are several bloodstains on her face, which can't help oozing out the bloodstains.
Yang Qiuhong's hair is messy, and she lies motionless on the cold floor. If it's not for the slight fluctuation of her chest, everyone thinks she's dead.
Su Kui frowned, and Han Yue knew Yang Qiuhong clearly, and two people, no -
three people, Muyang, Yang Qiuhong, Han Yue, the three people were obviously involved. But usually, they don't communicate at all, which makes everyone think that they don't know each other. If Han Yue frowns at Yang Qiuhong once in a while, it's also because she's cowardly.
Now I have witnessed all these things, only to find that things are far from as simple as I imagined.
"Han Yue, is that enough?"
Xu Dahai pulls Han Yue apart and tries to make him fall to the ground.
"What does it say if the body is hung in your room? Do you think Yang Qiuhong can do these things? What's more, when it happened, she didn't come out of the room all the time. You can't judge that Yang Qiuhong is retaliating against you just by some old things. This assumption doesn't hold at all! "
First of all, Yang Qiuhong has evidence of being absent.
Han Yue lowered his head and did not know what he was thinking. Her long hair fell down, covering the whole face and crying.
"What can I do?! In this house, she is the only one who hates me! Otherwise, why do the bodies of both Wang Jun and Muyang appear in my room?! Why don't they go to someone else's room and just hang on to me?! "
Yes -
everyone was speechless and didn't know how to answer.
But it is clear that someone is targeting Han Yue behind the scenes. That person did not kill Han Yue easily, but a little bit, tormenting Han Yue's nerves. It seems to want to look at her pain and despair.
"Tell me about you and Yang Qiuhong and Muyang." Ji Feng snuffs out the smoke in his hand, raises his chin to Su Kui, nods, and sits down in the position just now.
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then, Ji Feng was the last one to deal with the aftermath. He closed Han Yue's room and blocked Mu Yang's weird smile.
A group of people sat down on the sofa in the living room.
This time, everyone is here.