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An Rumei hasn't slept yet, although the night is dark, she just can't sleep.

No one except her knew that for nearly a year, she had relied on sleeping pills to fall asleep. Perhaps, only by returning to the place where she lives can she be the real one.

Outside, the sky was like splashing ink, the wind was howling, and the rain was pouring down.

It's been a long time since I've had a storm like this, and it looks like it's going to be a whole night.

An Rumei stood on the balcony, wearing an apricot nightdress, clinging to her mature and plump body, wrapped in the wind blowing outside the balcony, making the pajamas even more tightly fit, outlining an extremely exaggerated S-shaped curve.

Two clumps of extremely beautiful snow and flesh stand proudly and angrily, like two giant peaks covered with ice and snow towering, and at a glance it makes people feel a heavy sense of seduction.

An Rumei seemed to be thinking about something, so that the rain carried by the wind shot down and fell on her slightly, and she didn't care.

After a while, the nightdress on his body was already half wet.

After this apricot nightdress is wet, it is almost transparent, and under the skin, I faintly see a snow-white and delicate mature carcass, which is indescribably charming.

Standing on the balcony, as before, she had the idea of jumping off the balcony a few times, and maybe she would end up at ease, no longer controlled by others, no longer restrained by others.

It's just that when I think of my mother, the courage I mustered up is like a deflated balloon, and it is gone.

"We mother and daughter just want to snuggle up to each other and spend our lives, is it so difficult?"

For a long time, An Rumei muttered to herself, and her face was wet with foxy charm, and she couldn't tell whether it was the rain or tears from the wind.

Inside the house, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and a call came in.

An Rumei also came back to her senses, she looked at the drifting rain outside, turned inside, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and saw the caller ID, her face was disgusted and hated for no reason.

Although she was full of disgust, she still took a deep breath to calm her mood, and then answered the phone: "Hey, is there something wrong with Wei Gongzi calling so late?"

"Minister An, tomorrow you will receive a packet of medicinal powder, I don't care what method you use, just put this medicinal powder in water or wine, and let Ye Junlang drink it. On the phone, a voice of extreme indifference came.

An Rumei's face was stunned, and she said, "What kind of medicine powder are you?"

"Rest assured, it's not poison. Just let Ye Junlang drink it. Remember, this is the order and you don't have the right to choose. ”

"Master Wei, you're a bit of a strong man. I really can't think of a way to get a colleague at the company to drink your designated powder. ”

"The solution was thought of, isn't it? Oh, by the way, this ancient town of Huairou is warm in winter and cool in summer, with a beautiful environment, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is indeed a good place to escape the heat. You arranged for Aunt Mu to come to such a place to recuperate, and it was really painstaking. Aunt Mu should be glad to have a filial daughter like you. On the phone, the indifferent voice rang out.

After An Rumei heard this, her whole person was like a lightning strike, her face turned as white as paper in an instant, her body was trembling, and the mobile phone in her hand was about to be unstable, she couldn't help but cry out angrily: "Wei Shaohua, what did you do to my mother?"

"When your father An Shaoyang was alive, I had to shout Uncle An. So for Aunt Mu, I naturally regard myself as a junior and respect her. On the phone, the indifferent voice sounded, and after a slight pause, the tone suddenly became a little gloomy, "So, of course, I won't do anything to Aunt Mu, just send some more people to take care of Aunt Mu." I once remembered that ten years ago, Aunt Mu was the first beauty in Jianghai City, and even ten years later, Aunt Mu's beauty is still not lost back then, and it adds a little maturity and elegance. I don't have any ideas, it's just that the few people I sent over are unabashedly coveted by Aunt Mu's beauty. Don't worry, without me, they wouldn't dare to come nonsense. But, Minister An, you have to reassure me too. If you don't obey, my people won't listen to me. ”

After saying this, the other end of the phone hung up directly.

An Rumei also immediately picked up her mobile phone and dialed her mother Mu Wanrou's phone, but the phone was dialed, but it was a sound indicating that the phone had been turned off.

An Rumei did not give up, and dialed more than ten times in a row, every time.

"Ah!!h

In the end, An Rumei screamed and smashed the mobile phone in her hand.

The strength of her body seemed to be drained, and her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground.

She hid her face with her hands, her snow-white and round fragrant shoulders trembled, and she didn't cry, but the tears had seeped through her fingers and were dripping down.

Crying silently.

There is no greater mourning in the world than this.

She knows that her mother has always kept the phone open and will not turn off the phone for no reason.

In fact, when she heard the other party mention the four words of Huairou Ancient Town on the phone, she already knew that something was wrong.

She secretly settled her mother in Huairou Ancient Town, just to stay away from this well-dressed young master of the Wei family, but in the end, he found out his mother's secret residence.

"What should I do?"

It's a question that God asks.

It's just that the thunder outside the sky is rolling and the rain is like a note, and this rain wrapped in a violent storm and killing machine seems to have predicted the predestined answer.

......

Rainy night, train station.

A train stopped at Jianghai Railway Station, and passengers stepped out of the carriage one after another, racing against time to return to their warm homes in the night.

Two men, one black and one white, walked side by side, silent, walking neither slowly nor slowly, as if they were taking a leisurely walk.

Their faces were ordinary, no different from the ordinary travelers who passed by around them, and the only thing that made people curious was that one of them was dressed in black and the other was white.

Walking out of the train station, it was raining outside, and they didn't take a taxi, but walked straight out, letting the rain fall on their heads, drenching from head to toe.

It was so late at night, and it was raining again, and there was no one around.

The two of them walked and walked, and there seemed to be a trace of murder in the torrential rain that poured down like splashing water.

One rain and one kill.

In the end, within a radius of the two of them, the dense rain seemed to turn into a substantial killing machine, covering the sky and the sun, endless, and terrifying.

"That's a good sign. The man in black spoke.

"Yes, there will always be rain when you and I kill, but I don't know if you will pick the good head first or I will pick it this time. The man in white said.

"Last time it was you, this time it's my turn. The man in black spoke indifferently.

"Do you want to make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Just bet on the little lady you are imprisoned. ”

"Done. ”

As soon as the two of them spoke and answered, they gradually walked away, and the intense killing intent rose to the peak, just like the continuous rain.

Black and white prison, the top 10 most feared killers in the Living Tomb Organization.