Chapter 351 Some Pictures Cannot Be Broadcast Live

Don't say anything. Qian Huan originally planned to use 90% of his strength to protect Feng Mu, but now, he felt that that was far from enough. He had to use 120% of his strength to protect Feng Mu.

If you miss Feng Mu, it will probably be difficult for him to meet the next loyal spokesperson in his life.

Qian Huan watched Feng Mu leave firmly, and inexplicably felt a momentum of "the wind whistles and the cold Yishui". His dark, hypocritical and selfish heart seemed to be washed, with hot heat flowing between his chest. Exciting.

Qian Huan took out his cell phone and dialed his mother's phone number.

Ninety and one hundred and twenty, the thirty difference between this is Li Hanyu, who is the weight of the mother.

"Hey, mom, the upper level of the prison system is interfering in my management of the second prison. This is the case... Well, I'm called Feng Mu. I just left and was on my way to the police station. I hope that Councillor Wang will be there. able……"

Qian Huan briefly explained the story to his mother and answered several questions from Li Hanyu. His tone was firm and earnest, and finally concluded in an unquestionable tone:

"Yes, Feng Mu is the most trusted arm I am in the Second Prison and is most loyal to me."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-end large flat floor, Li Hanyu quietly overlooked the crowds of people coming and going like ants on the street below, and said lightly to the phone:

"Okay, I know this."

Before this, Li Hanyu never recognized Feng Mu. To her, this was just an insignificant little person, no different from the ants downstairs.

However, since Feng Mu can be valued by his son and is extremely loyal, this ant called Feng Mu is very different from other ants.

These days, life is the cheapest consumable and worthless; but the loyalty represented by life is the most expensive, which is hard to buy.

Li Hanyu hung up the phone and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"There was a man named Wang Cong before, and now there is Feng Mu. It seems that my son Qian Huan knows a lot about winning people's hearts. It's very good, very good."

With a click, the bathroom door opened gently, and Wang Xinfa slowly walked from behind with a white bath towel around.

He hugged Li Hanyu's mature waist, and his face that was always unhappy and arrogant, revealing three-point hypocrisy and seven-point tenderness:

"What did Qian Huan call you and say, amusing you so happy?"

Li Hanyu gently lifted his hair, turned around and obediently threw himself into Wang Xinfa's arms.

Instead of hiding it, she answered very frankly:

"I'm the only son left to rely on each other for life. He began to know how to win over the hearts of his subordinates. He seemed to have done a good job. Of course I was happy. You also understand that sometimes there is a loyal subordinate around him, and at some critical moments, It can really help you."

Li Hanyu concisely repeated the contents of the phone to Wang Xinfa.

As she deepened her understanding of Wang Xinfa, she realized more and more clearly how greedy and affection this man contained in his bones.

In the face of huge interests, this person is a hungry wolf who eats people and does not spit bones. Even if the person next to him has enough benefits, he will open his bloody mouth without hesitation.

However, as long as he can comply with his desires and not let him feel threatened, he is willing to spend some energy on the surface to prepare a mask of hypocrisy and kindness with you and give you all kinds of small favors.

Otherwise, how could Li Hanyu, who was deceived into bed by this man's sweet words after Qian Tong died, just because of the old sponge body that exuded a stinky smell?

Well, who said that the sponge body is covered with a layer of undesecrated coat!

The clothes of the MPs are really bathed in the sacred fragrance all year round. The fragrance is fragrant for ten miles, loved by everyone and praised by everyone. Not to mention living people, even the rotten smell of dead people can be sucked by Covered completely.

Li Hanyu leaned gently against the floor-to-ceiling window and slowly took off the silky pajamas. The smooth and shiny glass reflected her white and almost glowing figure.

She slowly squatted down, raised her head, opened her red lips slightly, and licked her tongue lightly. Her voice was a little reserved, but it also contained an irresistible attraction.

"Qian Huan was so anxious that he was angry. Please help my son and calm him down. I will also help you take care of you."

Ah mu—

(ps: 12,152 words have to be omitted here.)

In order to preserve and save Feng Mu's reputation, the warden Qian Huan and his family really paid too much. Unfortunately, this content cannot be played to Feng Mu, otherwise, he would definitely give the warden Qian Huan to a higher level. More truly grateful.

Loyal! Sincere!

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This restricted content was not broadcast live to Chen Yang. Otherwise, he would not have stood at the door of the police room full of excitement and longing, waiting for Feng Mu to come.

Instead, he would block directly to the prison gate.

Feng Mumai's left leg, he blocked his left leg, Feng Mumai's right leg, he blocked his right leg, he could not let Feng Mu's sole step into the door of the police room, let alone invite him into the interrogation room and handcuff the other party. Cold handcuffs.

Unfortunately, some pictures are destined to be unable to be broadcast live, and fate is even more unattended.

At this moment, Chen Yang stood next to the interrogation room with a cold face, observing Feng Mu's every move through the special one-way glass.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

In the interrogation room, Feng Mu sat alone on the cold iron chair in the middle. His hands were handcuffed, and a circle of red marks was drawn, and he rested motionlessly on the iron table in front of him.

Feng Mu half-squinted his eyes, and there was no slight panic on his face. He turned his head slightly, like a vicious and fearless criminal in the film and television drama. He looked straight at the single disguised as a wall with his cold and cunning eyes. Toward the glass.

Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a cold and arrogant smile appeared, as if he was provoking the person hiding behind the glass, or as if he was disdaining the danger he was in.

"snort--"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, pushed open the iron door of the interrogation room heavily, walked to Feng Mu in three or two steps, and looked down at the other party from a high place, without any concealing the strong malice and ridicule:

"You still look very arrogant, it's as unpleasant as that day. Unfortunately, you were handcuffed here alone today, but unlike that day, there were so many people surrounding you, so what are you still laughing at? ? ”

"Do you don't understand your own situation? Then let me explain to you that you are my prisoner now. You won't be still fantasizing about how you can go out, right?"

Chen Yang leaned forward, trying to create a stronger sense of oppression for Feng Mu. He lowered his voice and said sinisterly:

"You said that day, let our police station help you clean up Gong Lao's body, haha--I did as you said. So, aren't you curious about how I helped you cook?"