Chapter 118 It Has Nothing To Do With You

An Xia didn't stop her, she waited for someone to break in with her cold body.

If the person who killed Dr. Cheng was really sent by Mrs. Song, this time, she frightened the snake, and Jing Hou frightened the snake back out of the snake cave!

She believed that Xia Guo's police would find the murderer sooner or later, but she didn't want to wait.

Use yourself as bait to lure the snake out of its hole!

Mu Chenyuan who rushed over also thought of it.

Turned over from the window and entered the villa, and came to the master bedroom as quickly as possible.

The figure swayed in, and suddenly, a murderous intent hit his face, and a black figure rushed towards him with lightning speed. In the darkness, he saw a sharp cold light flashing past.

That is, a dagger.

"it's me."

A low and familiar voice came into his ears, An Xia withdrew the dagger that almost swept his neck again, and turned cold.

Knowing that he could guess that he came to Song's house, he didn't expect him to rush over so soon!

Mrs. Song, who was lying on the bed, heard that she was not the bodyguard of Ai's family, and her hateful gaze seemed to be poisoned, and she suddenly raised her eyes and locked the two figures in the room, "Yes... there is a helper, right? Cough cough cough , none of you... don't even think about leaving... half a step away!"

"Bitch, tonight is your...death...death time, death time!!!"

The last sound was almost screaming, like a ghost screaming, echoing throughout the villa, so frightened that even the cold birds outside flapped their wings and flew away.

There were footsteps outside, Mu Chenyuan grabbed An Xia's wrist, his handsome face was slightly cool, and his thin lips were pursed tightly, "Let's go."

"You're the one to go." An Xia didn't move, and said coldly, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

The hand holding her wrist tightened even more, and the tense jaw line was sharp, and he said bitterly, "Do you still want the people who stayed in the capital?"

A stern look suddenly flashed across the indifferent black eyes, and An Xia wanted to kill again.

"You are too presumptuous, and too..." Bo Nu sighed, "Now, can I go?"

He also underestimated the Xia Kingdom War Department too much.

An Xia has already guessed the unfinished words.

Suppressing the killing intent, he pulled the door and walked out.

Behind her, Mrs. Song yelled frantically, "It's not that easy to leave! Bitch! Give me Yanyan's life!"

An Xia who walked to the door couldn't bear it anymore and threw the dagger in his hand.

The sharp dagger blade flew towards her face, Mrs. Song only saw the cold light flashing by, there was no way to dodge it, the cold blade brushed past her cheeks, there was a fine pain on her face, and she heard a "bang dang" behind her, The dagger fell to the ground.

An Xia picked up the dagger, and scraped against Mrs. Song's ear with a cold and fierce voice, "Mrs. Song, see you again!"

Tonight, it's over for now.

"Slap."

The lights in the room came on, Mrs. Song lay on the bedside table, pressed all the switches in the room, and when she looked up again, she was the only one left in the room.

As if everything was an illusion just now.

No, it can't be a hallucination.

The dislocated wrist, the bleeding face... It was all caused by that bitch An Xia.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to be an illusion!

The villa was brightly lit, and the Song family was in chaos.

"Trash! It's all trash! Just now when you walked out from here, you actually said you didn't see anyone! Trash, trash!"

Song Zhengwei, who rushed back after receiving the news, came in and saw his wife wearing clothes and disheveled hair, yelling in the living room without any image.

One or two of the servants stood beside them with their heads bowed, and no one dared to start.

They really didn't see anyone coming in, and they didn't find anything in the monitoring room, but the lady said that someone came into her room.

Song Zhengwei checked it himself, and called up the surveillance video again, and watched them one by one, frowning tightly.

It is true that no outsider sneaked into the Song family.

His wife is missing her daughter and has a mental problem.