The Almighty Wife explodes

It was extremely stern, like an evil ghost that came out of hell to seek his life.

She wanted to go in and tell Meng Yao to be patient, if she made the two of them too miserable, it would be difficult for her to do business when she went back.

She moved and was about to knock on the door and go in.
Suddenly, the screams in the ward stopped abruptly.

She stopped.

It seems that Meng Yao still has a sense of proportion.

That's it.

Xu Meng guarded the door quietly again, acting as a guard, automatically blocking the sound inside.

In the ward.

Whether it was Zhao Hong or Fatty Sun, there were beads of sweat on their heads.

Their eyes were full of fear.

I don't know where Meng Yao learned the technique, but when the weak and boneless little hands pressed on their bodies, the pain in that place was endless, as if the whole body was smashed to pieces.

They screamed heart-piercingly.

And the woman in front of her smiled happily, her voice was as sweet as mountain spring water.

This is a devil.

They were in so much pain that they had to cry and confess.

"Let's talk! Say!" They snotted and burst into tears, "Zhao Shu ordered us to do this. If you ruin the artists cultivated by their company, they will naturally take revenge on you."

Meng Yao thought for a while.

Repeatedly chanting: The artist who ruined their company?
She only had contact with Shen Die.

"Zhao Shu is from Emperor Entertainment." This is not a rhetorical question, but an affirmative sentence.

Zhao Hong didn't say anything.

Meng Yao's eyes fell on him, "You two have the same surname, what's the relationship?"

Zhao Hong didn't dare to meet her gaze, and hurriedly looked away, shaking his head in a panic, "No, it doesn't matter!"

Meng Yao really wanted to say something about this.

Brother, your panic has betrayed you.It's quite a bit like there is no silver 300 taels here.

She just stood on the edge of the bed, folded her hands on her chest, looked at Zhao Hong with a smile, didn't speak, just laughed.

Soon, Zhao Hong disarmed and surrendered.

"I said! She is my sister, really, she ordered me to do everything, you go to trouble her, don't trouble me, okay?"

"As for her troubles, I will naturally look for them." Meng Yao's tone was erratic and slow, but there was an invisible oppressive way, "However, I am not going to let you two go."

She walked towards the two with a grin.

Haven't touched them yet.

They screamed one after another, piercing the sky, and startled the birds on the trees outside the window.

After half an hour.

The two policemen who went downstairs to relax talked and laughed and came back together.

They pushed open the door of the ward, took a routine look in the room, and found that the two suspects were not missing arms or legs, so they had no extra emotions.

Who knew, when those two saw them, they waved desperately at him as if they had seen the light of life.

Tears and snot run down his face.

"Save us, please, save us!"

It looked extremely distressed, as if it had been abused.

But looking at their bodies, there were no obvious wounds, and the clothes on their bodies were neatly dressed, so there was nothing inappropriate.

The two policemen couldn't help casting their gazes at Meng Yao.

"What happened to them?"

Meng Yao pondered for a while, looking at the sky outside, she opened her mouth to tell a lie.

"Maybe, it's my brain that's broken."

"Then there are beads of sweat on their heads." The two asked Chi.

Meng Yao coughed lightly, "Maybe it's too hot?"

The two policemen looked out at the mild weather and fell silent