Chapter 325 I Want 100 Million!

Qiao stretched out his hand to touch some ash on the table, and rubbed it with his index finger and thumb overlapping. It felt grainy, not incense ash.

He put his fingers close to his nose and sniffed lightly.

An indescribable stench came from his nostrils.

"Huh~" Qiao Yi wrinkled his disgusted facial features, "It turned out to be hair!"

He Yunting got a tissue from somewhere, and grabbed Qiao Yi's hand.

The slightly cool wet wipes slid over her dark fingers one by one, and the fingertips instantly returned to their former whiteness and rosiness.

Also fragrant.

Qiao Yi chuckled, "Thank you, brother, you are the best."

He Yunting looked at her with a cold tone,

"If this thing is explosives, would you touch it with your hands?"

"How could it be? With my brother here, how could I be allowed to touch the explosives? The first person to touch it must be Song Bai."

Song Bai: "..."

Is it too late for him to hug Second Young Master's thigh just now...

"Hair? What hair? Little brother, where is my amulet? That thing has been protecting me since I was born, why is it gone?"

Qin Heng stared at a table of ashes, his expression dazed, his eyes full of disbelief.

Joe leaned lazily on the sofa,

"Boss Qin, I know where your amulet is."

Qin Heng's eyes lit up, "Where is it?"

Joe smiled,

"Boss Qin, we smart people don't speak secretly, and you now understand my skills.

I'll help you, not for nothing, and it's the rules of our school to keep the divination. "

Qin Heng immediately understood Qiao Yi's meaning, got up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a checkbook.

"Little brother, as long as you help me get this done, you can set the price whatever you want!"

Qin Heng is full of sincerity and looks like a cheerful person.

Qiao Yi didn't bother him, cleared his throat, and said,

"I want 100 million!"

When Song Bai heard this, he almost fell over.

Did he hear wrongly, Master Qiao said it was 100 million?

Robbing a bank is never that fast.

Qin Heng was taken aback for a moment, looked at Qiao in disbelief for a long time, and asked,

"Little brother, I, I may not have heard what you said just now."

As soon as Joe looked him in the eye, he repeated,

"I said, I want 100 million."

"You are an empty-handed white wolf!" Qin Heng blurted out without thinking.

He Yunting's eyes darkened instantly.

Joe was not annoyed at all, he smiled and said,

"Since we can't reach an agreement, let's just pretend that I am willing to do good.

but,

Mr. Qin, I want to remind you.

Feng Qing raises a little fox. A fox like this kind of monster likes men's yang energy the most. You have been with her for two years, singing and singing every night, and her energy has long been squeezed out.

The little fox has limited cultivation and cannot control you all the time.

Therefore, in order to tie you down, Feng Qing made love to you.

Amulets are the best proof.

A fox, plus a love.

Unless you are gifted by heaven and gods come to save you, no one can solve it except me.

Just now, that little fox was just scared away by me. As soon as I leave, she will come back to look for you.

If I go out of this door today.

From now on, whether you live or die has nothing to do with me.

You do it yourself. "

Qin Heng's face changed when he spoke sonorously and forcefully.

Qiao Yi said to He Yunting apologetically,

"Brother, thank you for coming with me."

He Yunting lightly pinched her wrist, and kneaded Qiao Yi's little hand, as if to comfort her,

"It's not hard, I didn't want you to save him."

Originally, his precious brother wanted to save someone, so he had no choice but to follow Qiao Qiao's wishes.

The matter of expelling Qin Heng from the Qin family was delayed.

Since, Qin Heng himself doesn't want to die...