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Chapter 187: md, this dead woman

After Qianye left with Di Xiaoguai in his arms, the room was so quiet that only the sound of Di Ming turning the blade.

Xiaoz's hair stood up, and his heart was even more scared than Tong Jia, and he subconsciously retreated.

It was because of this that Di Ming looked at Tong Jia too focused.

This concentration is different from the pampering and indulgence of watching Mao Tangtang, but a bloodthirsty look that wants to dissect a certain object.

It is impossible to see any living creature in this way.

In other words, after ** dealing with Tong Jia, they were the ones who died.

On the other side, Yan Yue and Wu Yi also saw something wrong with Di Ming. The two exchanged glances and walked towards the door.

Although they really want to fight with Di Ming, it is too bad, and they are still very self-aware.

"I advise you not to move around, otherwise we will die first." Xiaoz's voice of lowering the warning suddenly sounded from behind the two of them.

Yan Yue took Wu and lowered the volume, "Md... can't you wait to die here, right?"

Wu Yi was silent for a second: "I can only wait for Qianye to contact Tangtang."

Then Qianye warned again, "Don't think about winning ** first, or escaping by chance first. These are undoubtedly seeking death."

Wu nodded: "A Yue, Wu Yi is right, and the boss also said that when she is not here, it is best to rely on Di Ming. Di Ming's temper and strength are not something that people should have."

"..." Yan Yue vomited blood in her heart when she heard this. Now she killed them with Di Ming?

She knew that Di Ming's ability must be even more terrifying than rumors, and Di Ming was always unreasonable and the strong lived alone.

No matter what, if the boss doesn't come, she will struggle to death.

...

In contrast, Di Ming and Tong Jia not far away...

Di Ming approached Tong Jia step by step, and his eyes kept looking at Tong Jia with concentration. After a step further, he whispered.

"Well...your eyes, I want to use the buns I gave me as a gift."

Emperor Ming's magnetic voice and charming face made Tong Jia stunned for a moment.

Then she stood up slightly, "What about you? Do you like my eyes?"

Tong Jia arran, from the initial design and utilization, she was designed and used to meet Di Ming and get all his money and rights.

After she was taken away by the Han family, she pretended to be stupid on the surface, but she privately attracted a lot of forces. Later, she accidentally learned about Di Ming's identity.

At that time, she was ten years old, and she could only use the Han family’s money to pull down some insignificant forces. Compared with the dark night, it is the difference between eggs and stones.

So she used Shen Jing to put cancer-causing medicine on Mao Tangtang. At that time, she thought Mao Tangtang would die and gave her the opportunity to get close to Di Ming.

But unexpectedly, it is simply difficult to approach the body of Emperor Ming.

And today is a good opportunity for her Tong Jia. Seeing that Di Ming didn't say anything, she continued to say softly: "Di Ming, if I say...my eyes are equivalent to Mao Tangtang's current life, do you still want to dig it out?"

Xiaoz and others next to them tightened their hearts, and their minds were filled with the same thoughts...md, this dead woman!

And Di Ming frowned: "You caught my cat, are you impatient to live?"

There was no trace of tension in Di Ming's tone, and he was also in a mood to imitate his cat's leisurely tone.

He raised his hand and pressed it to his heart.

After repeated confirmation, Di Ming raised his eyebrows silently.

The heart is not suffocating...

His cat...

Very safe.
Chapter completed!
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