Giants hunting: The gold master holds the little cute wife alone

The words that wanted to continue to ask were stuck in his throat and could not be uttered.

"But," the man's voice suddenly cooled down, and he let go of Su Wenqian's embrace, and glanced around the room indifferently. "The loss of control just now is not normal."

Jiang Shaoxiao, a man with a strong desire to control, has absolute control over everything around him.He paid more attention to his mental state after that incident. He has been able to control the sequelae for a long time without attacking, but he almost lost control tonight.

The story that Claire told at dinner now seemed ironic.

The scariest thing about this man Jiang Shaoxiao is that he will not let go of any place. To get to the bottom of it, he looks around the room and scans for possible doubtful places.

Finally he stopped in front of the huge oil painting.

On the screen, a mother gave birth to compassion, looking down at Jiang Shaoxiao standing in front of her, but Jiang Shaoxiao had no sense of awe, and immediately took down the painting and threw it on the ground.

Su Wenqian was shocked to see those two small holes on the wall on the back of the painting. It was so dark that he didn't know what was hidden inside.

But Su Wenqian felt that something was peeping at them from the dark through these two small holes.

Jiang Shaoxiao looked at the two small holes coldly, then sneered shortly, and pulled Su Wenqian out of this room, to the next door, where the bodyguards rested, but when they opened the door and entered At that time, the bodyguards who should have been alert were lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly one by one.

Jiang Shaoxiao went over to check Tan Tan's breath, opened their eyelids, and then his face became more serious.

Su Wenqian followed Jiang Shaoxiao closely, and seemed to be caught in a long-planned conspiracy in this ancient castle.

What exactly does that Marquis Claire want to do?

No matter how dull Su Wenqian was, he knew at this moment that the owner here didn't seem to welcome them.

Mr. Lake said that the Marquis was a good friend of his, but he did not know that his good friend would do such a thing to the friend he brought.

"It seems that the owner here is not hospitable." The consequences of the game in the afternoon?He does understand that some people's self-esteem is more important than their lives.Perhaps this is a continuation of the afternoon game?

Jiang Shaoxiao took down the samurai sword as an ornament from the display stand on the table, and pulled it out directly. The sound of the knife was clear and clear. It was a Kaifeng knife, and he waved it twice casually.

pat!

All the lights went out, and the other party seemed to know their actions well.

Su Wenqian grabbed Jiang Shaoxiao's hand tightly, and the man took her hand back into his palm and held it.

"Get out the gun I gave you."

Hearing this, Su Wenqian immediately took out the gun from her bag. She didn't know what trick Jiang Shaoxiao used to bring this gun with her and asked her to carry it with her. Holding this gun at the moment, It made her feel overwhelmed with security.

"Is this Claire a lunatic? What exactly is he trying to do?" Su Wenqian's scalp felt hairy when she thought of Claire sitting there watching them without knowing it, and the mature and charming face of the Marquis also appeared in her mind. It became hideous.

"Crazy? I like this title." Just as Su Wenqian finished speaking, Claire's answering voice with electric current came from nowhere. The voice was full of laughter and joy.