The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Although Peng Yue didn't put Qiao Qing in his eyes at all, he didn't want anyone to provoke him so much.

With a sneer, "Since you love to be so nosy, don't blame me for being polite...Uh..."

Before he finished his words, a wind came in front of him. The neck suddenly tightened and fell into Qiao Qing's hands.

Looking at Qiao Qing, who was just a few steps away, she stood in front of him in the blink of an eye and restrained his lifeline.

The disdain in Peng Yue's eyes gradually transformed into unbelievable and panic.

Such an inconspicuous little girl can actually know Guwu!

Qiao Qing pinched Peng Yue's neck with one hand and glanced over, and the other people who were about to rise suddenly fainted.

Qiao Qing withdrew her gaze lightly and spoke quietly, with a tone of hatred for iron and steel.

"I haven't heard how the villain died in words? That's how Feng Hen taught you?!"

When Qiao Qing said Fenghen's name, several people were shocked.

"Head, how could he know the name of the master?" a man in black asked Xiang Peng Yue.

Peng Yue's gaze looking at Qiao Qing changed from panic to admiration and seriousness.

He folded his fists and asked, "This lady, what is your relationship with the master?"

"You don't have the right to intervene." Qiao Qing let go, pulled off a chain on her neck and threw it over, "Go back and seal this to him and tell him that this person is mine."

After speaking, she ignored a few people and left with Jun Yexuan.

Peng Yue caught the necklace, looking at the platinum fishbone pendant on it, lost in thought.

The human being on the side said: "Head, just let them go like this? Killing Jun Yexuan is our task. Besides, what if she is lying and doesn't know our sect master at all?"

Peng Yue looked at him, "Did you forget what she just shot? Even if we don't believe it, we can't help her."

The person who asked choked up and stopped talking.

Peng Yue put the necklace away, looked back, and could no longer see Qiao Qing, and said, "Let's go."

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Jun Yexuan was 1.9 meters tall. Qiao Qing supported him all the way back to the west villa building in the Qiao family compound. He didn't shed a drop of sweat or breathed a breath.

As soon as I entered the living room, I heard an exclamation, "Oh my dear, why did you bring a man back? Who is this?!"

"I picked it up on the road." Qiao Qing kept walking upstairs without looking back, "Mom, take the medicine kit to the guest room."

"Hey, good." He Wan Chen Ming, who was on the side of the Qing Dynasty, beckoned, "Housekeeper Chen, go get me the medicine box."

"Yes, ma'am." Chen Ming nodded, turned around to get the medicine kit, but was almost caught by the mop, and couldn't help nagging, "Mum Liu, you are dragging the floor, what kind of surprise is it?"

Liu Ping instantly retracted her gaze looking upstairs, and bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He said that he quickly let out his debut.

After Qiao Qing helped Jun Yexuan to the guest room, he gently laid him on the bed.

Without hesitation, he reached out and unzipped his suit jacket, followed by a white shirt soaked in blood.

The flesh and blood near the heart were extremely obstructive on Jun Yexuan's white and beautiful chest.

It was a gunshot wound.

After making a preliminary judgment, Qiao Qing brought a basin of water to clean up the blood stains beside the wound.

After a while, He Wanqing also walked in with the medicine cabinet.

"Baby, here comes the medicine box... my goodness!"

One hand that night was emptied suddenly covered his eyes, "How did this man hurt like this?"

Qiao Qing sighed helplessly, reached out to take the medicine box, and prepared medicine and tools while saying: "Go out if you're afraid."

He Wanqing put down his hands in a serene manner, and asked Qiao Qing while watching his movements: "Where did you pick it up? How could you get hurt?"