Chapter 129
"No!"
"Don't move..."
As the motorcade lay across the road, Ding Hongjun swallowed his saliva and looked at the secretary who was about to push the door open and walk out. His voice suddenly became louder.
The intercom started ringing.
All he saw was that he was wearing a black suit. The security guard wearing white gloves hurriedly walked out of a black car. His vigilant eyes scanned the surroundings, and then he quickly walked to the central Bentley and took away the page of the newspaper. There are other surprises, the fleet restarts
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Rental house, studio.
Or the video of a vehicle-mounted surveillance camera before and after the city road; or the cell phone cameras peeking out of the buildings on both sides to watch the excitement...
Pictures from different locations and different angles were constantly presented in front of Ye Yuan's eyes.
After watching the complete process, he smiled and immediately withdrew his gaze.
The big hand exerted on the hearts of Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai was slowly tightening, and following the precise step-by-step path, even a real accident would cause the two of them to collapse emotionally.
Killing... destroying one's heart!
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Villa, living room.
Qian Wanhai huddled on the sofa. She raised her head and glanced around the living room. Security guards with solemn faces passed by.
"Madam..."
The gray-haired housekeeper approached from a distance. He was still one step away. He stopped and called respectfully:"It's time for you to start washing your hair..."
Sitting in front of the mirror in the dressing room, applying fine and complex foundation , dress up, carefully spread on Qian Wanhai’s face in the hands of the makeup artist
"The lady's complexion was a little worse."
The thirty-five-year-old female makeup artist who has been following Qian Wanhai for many years said in a low voice without stopping her hands.
"lady…"
"Shaping your eyebrows."
The female makeup artist took out the tools from her makeup bag and said.
The dressing room was very quiet.
Only Qian Wanhai was sitting under the light.
… at this time.
Jingle Bell!
It was just an ordinary sound at first, but in Qian Wanhai's ears at this moment, an extremely harsh and frightening phone ring suddenly rang.
Qian Wanhai's body suddenly trembled! follow closely.
She felt a stinging pain coming from outside her eyebrows.
All he saw was that from the center of his eyebrows, a faint trace of blood seeped out from under the eyebrow knife and slid down to Qian Wanhai's eyes.
See the ruddy eyes.
Qian Wanhai's pupils dilated instantly...
In front of her, a thirty-five-year-old female makeup artist looked pale and kept apologizing.
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DING LING LING
The phone in the living room was transferred to the dressing room and rang.
Qian Wanhai took a deep breath and spoke quickly.
The incident that happened to Ding Hongjun was reported to her ears.
His hair was disheveled, and his expression of fear suddenly increased.
A page of newspaper falling from the sky? accidental?
Accident?!
At this time, even an ordinary incident that is not taken seriously in ordinary times can become a nightmare! hang up the phone.
Qian Wanhai had a white index finger and rubbed it between his eyebrows.
Scarlet blood fell on the round fingertips.
A series of accidents caused the wife of Ding's family to completely lose control of her emotions! hysteria!
She raised her head and looked around, feeling that a pair of death eyes were looking at her.…
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Rental house, studio.
Ye Yuan stared at the big net covering Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai in front of him.
He skipped step after step.
Just at the right time and at the right place, a page of newspaper flew... and the fear of the two people's emotions was created one after another!
One link after another makes people think deeply and fearfully.
If he hadn't been hiding behind the scenes and watching all this, even he would have doubted... it was completely impossible to tell whether it was true or false, and he couldn't confirm it!
And this is the most terrifying part of putting pressure on people's hearts... withdrawing your gaze.
Ye Yuan continued to click on several other web pages.
Taking Yangcheng as the starting point, the atmospheric circulation data map of the surrounding area appeared in front of him.
Pieces of data reports are constantly being clicked on.
Ye Yuan noticed that there were climate experts who reported a slight change in the climate system.
This slight change did not attract anyone's unusual attention, because subtle chain reaction changes occur all the time in local and even global environmental systems.
He stared intently at the climate change that was constantly spreading out like ripples on the screen.
"Ten days left."
Ye Yuan suddenly said something
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January 22, 2021, 10:15 pm.
Yangcheng, 623rd Road Overpass.
21-year-old Pan Yang, wearing a hood, leaned against the bridge and sat down.
His face turned pale, he held his head in his hands, and his body was shaking.
Pedestrians were hurrying along the roadside...
No one noticed that the corners of Pan Yang's coat were stained with blood...
He had just killed someone! two!
In other words... he killed his girlfriend and the man who cuckolded him! damn it!
She cheated! Cheated!
"I gave all the money I earned to her!"
Pan Yang looked ferocious.
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10:21:18 AM.
The mobile phone in Pan Yang's pocket suddenly vibrated.
Clicking on the screen, there was a message from an unknown number.
A picture appeared in front of my eyes.
The news of the death of his girlfriend and adulterer was discovered by the police detective bureau... In fact, he... has been identified by the police detective bureau as the first and only suspect!
Capture... is unfolding!
Pan Yang opened his eyes wide and gasped loudly (Li Hao)…
"One drags two, I won’t lose!"
Spitted fiercely.
He suddenly stood up and roared!
Then.
Pan Yang, turned over, opened his hands, and jumped under the high overpass!
…… boom!
Pan Yang's body hit the roof of a black car, rolled down, and was hit hard by a Bentley behind him. inside the carriage.
Ding Hongjun looked at the front windshield and saw the smears of blood.
He stretched out his hand to cover his heart. His hands and feet were cold, as if he couldn't breathe.
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