Chapter 1123 Good Night, Sickly Brother (48)

At the same time, a wonderful dream church. Xia Wan was wearing an exquisite white wedding dress and was placed in a square transparent glass with a time bomb tied to her body.

Lu Ou wore a black evening dress, red eye shadow, and dark lip color. There is a strange atmosphere.

"Welcome to my distinguished guest, Ang——" Lu Ou sat on a white shadow surrounded by flowers, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he curled his lips and smiled: "I seem... I guessed wrong!"

"Did you guess it right?" He squinted his eyes, his eyes looking cold.

At this time, there were still ten minutes before the time bomb on Xia Wan exploded.

The surroundings seemed a bit uncoordinated, and in just a moment, Du Jiu Sheng discovered what the incongruity was.

No water, not a drop.

"Oh, really?" Lu Ou looked at him with a conceited smile and said, "Then do you know that your father... is dead?"

The next second, Du Jiu Sheng's deep eyes suddenly filled with a very faint dark mist, and he trembled slightly deep in his heart unconsciously.

"So what?" He raised his cold eyes, glanced at him lightly and said, "You will never be able to kill the person I love most."

As long as that person is there, all changes can be accepted. As for the person who killed his relatives, he will definitely not let him go.

"How do you know Miss Luo is still alive?" As soon as he finished speaking, Du Xiaopang walked out from behind him.

Wearing a black dress, she seemed to be hypnotized, her eyes were vacant and a little chaotic.

It seems that drug influence and semi-hypnotic neural invasion have been successful in Lu Ou's hands... Dai Xiaopang is the most beneficial human experiment.

"Of course I know." He said with a cold gaze: "I believe that my girl is capable enough to handle everything. And you... are always a loser from beginning to end."

"Am I a loser? Hahahahahaha--impossible!" Lu Ou laughed wildly and could hardly understand Du Jiu-sheng's words. In his eyes, he could not be a loser.

Because in this game, he is the leader from beginning to end. There is no failure and he will never fail.

"Lu Ou, an American student studying abroad. He has profound knowledge in neurosurgery and is known as a genius in the medical field." Du Jiusheng spoke slowly, not afraid of the fat boy who slowly raised his gun. Putting his hands in his pockets, he looked at Lu Ou with absolute aura and said.

"Did you investigate these? Hahaha -" After hearing Du Jiu Sheng's words, Lu Ou laughed crazily and said, "What's the point of investigating these things that everyone knows?"

Originally, he thought Du Jiu Sheng was a rival. After all, he was different from ordinary people.

But now it seems that he is just a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs, and cannot be called an opponent at all!

"That's right, it's meaningless to always talk about what the public knows!" Du Jiusheng's deep eyes narrowed slightly and continued with a tiny glimmer of light: "When Lu Ou was ten years old, he killed his half-sister with his own hands. Divide your sister's body into one hundred and thirty pieces, and put a mark on each piece."

"You...you...you...how...how is it possible?" The next second, Lu Ou jumped up from his chair, his eyes filled with disbelief.

No one in the world knows about this, how...how could he know.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. Did you interrupt too early?" Du Jiusheng snorted coldly and continued: "Your father likes to eat meat and steamed eggs. Whenever auntie cooks this dish, you will Crush a piece of meat from my sister’s body and put it in..."

"Shut up——" A hoarse roar sounded, with a touch of despair.