Chapter 347 Tit for Tat

Lin Qiao's face on the other side was also gloomy, and cold lights flashed in his slightly closed eyes. If she hadn't controlled it, I'm afraid that the killing intent in her body would have spilled out and directed at these three men.

These three men dared to set their minds on Wenwen of her family! Fortunately, she came back and followed to find out the situation. Otherwise, these three men don't know how to continue attacking Lin Wenwen behind their backs.

Even if this Yang Hui didn't speak, Lin Qiao could clearly see the strong cruelty in his eyes.

Not only did he want to violently humiliate her, but he also wanted to turn her into a zombie to deal with Wu Chengyue.

Lin Qiao turned around slowly and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, where the glass door was open, leading to the balcony outside.

Very well, Yang Chao dared to stare at her sister. Did he forget that he also has a sister?

After she walked out of the balcony calmly, she quickly climbed onto the railing and turned up. He went straight to the top of the building.

The three people in the room still didn't know that there was an extra zombie in the room they were in just now, so they overheard their conversation.

After Lin Qiao got to the top of the building, he changed his position, and then fell down from the top again. Flip directly into another balcony.

She stood outside the balcony, looking at Yang Yan and her two children in the house, as if she was doing something delicious for them. There is a man next to him, holding a tablet computer, I don't know what stand-alone game he is playing.

Lin Qiao stared at the people in the room, then turned to look at an armed man standing beside her.

One for the balcony, one for the house, and two for the door. A total of four fifth-level supernatural beings protect the family.

At this time, the man on the balcony was playing with the rifle in his hand boredly, dismantling it and reassembling it.

"Come here Dabao, look. Isn't this your favorite green onion pancake? Mom asked someone to make it for you, come and eat." Yang Yan put a plate of delicious pancakes on the table.

A woman who looked like a servant stood cautiously aside, looking at Yang Yan with worry and fear.

She was afraid that if this plate of cakes could not be liked by Yang Yan's son. In that second, the plate of cakes and the plate would fly towards her face.

There were already two or three spots on the servant's face that were bruised and purple, and there were still some residues of broken porcelain plates on the ground beside her feet. The trash can was also filled with uneaten pancakes that had been fried before.

She secretly glanced at the cakes in the trash can with her salivating eyes, but she didn't dare to move.

This family has no worries about food or clothing at home. The hostess hired her as a servant because she couldn't cook, but she was paid two steamed buns every day.

But she was not allowed to take anything other than these two steamed buns, even if it was thrown into the trash can.

The servant hated these things in his heart, people who can waste food like this with the backing of big shots. You know, these cakes poured into the trash can are enough for three or four adults outside to have a full meal.

Lin Qiao looked at Yang Yan with a cold flash in his eyes.

At this time, Yang Yan in the room was holding a small bowl in her hand, holding a piece of pancake with her chopsticks. Then he reached out to the little boy curled up on the sofa.

"Come on, Dabao. Smell it, is it delicious? Do you want to eat it?" Yang Yan asked the little boy while coaxing him.

The little boy was wrapped in a quilt, curled up on the sofa. Seeing Yang Yan stretch out the cake, he sniffed it. Suddenly, with a look of disgust, he stretched out a hand and swung it, knocking down the chopsticks and even the cakes in Yang Yan's hand.

"I don't want it—it's not delicious, it's not delicious——" the little boy yelled after the beating, and then covered his head with the quilt again. The whole person was wrapped in the quilt and could not come out.

Seeing him like this, Yang Yan was not annoyed. But as soon as she turned around, she reached out to pick up the whole plate of frying pan on the table, then waved her hand vigorously, and threw it at the servant who had been cowering and standing aside.

"Do it again! If you can't make my son's favorite food today, you are not allowed to leave!" She screamed at the servant with an angry face.

Seeing the plate smashed over, the servant was already prepared. Hastily raised two arms to protect his head and face.

"Kang—" the plate hit her arm.

After being hit by a plate, the servant did not dare to talk back and resist. Instead, he immediately knelt down on the ground, and while picking up the fallen plates and pancakes, he replied submissively: "Yes... yes... yes... I, I, I will do it again... I will do it again..."

"Go, why are you still kneeling there?" Yang Yan shouted at her angrily.

She couldn't get rid of the fire in her heart, seeing her son's current appearance. She wished she could chop those women into pieces and feed them to the dogs.

If they hadn't frightened his son like this, how could his son not even be able to eat. He vomited as soon as he ate and could only drink water.

As a last resort, she wanted to have someone make some delicious pancakes to test whether her son would eat them.

The result is still the same.

And her brother, who promised to help her deal with those people. As a result, the family is still living well until now, and nothing has happened.

This made Yang Yan's heart suffocate, and he had no place to vent. That's why he kept venting his anger on this servant.

The man playing games in the room, deaf to her yelling, played his game calmly.

Lin Qiao walked towards Yang Yan slowly, and stood coldly behind her. Then he reached out and grabbed her hair.

Yang Yan suddenly disappeared in a flash.

But at the moment she disappeared, no one noticed.

Because the men in the room did not face Yang Yan at all, the men on the balcony only cared about playing with their guns.

The little boy on the sofa was also wrapped in the quilt, and the five-year-old girl looked up blankly at the place where Yang Yan disappeared.

"Mom?...Mom...Mom..."

Hearing the little girl's cry, the man in the room thought it was just a child's boring cry. I didn't care, so I didn't look back.

But the man on the balcony looked back because of the little girl's voice, but Yang Yan was nowhere to be seen.

His first reaction was that Yang Yan might have gone to the room or the kitchen, and then he looked away indifferently.

But Yang Yan here only felt that someone pulled her hair, and the sofa under her butt suddenly disappeared. Then she fell to the ground all of a sudden, but when she sat down, she became startled.

When he looked up, the scene in front of him had changed. The living room of her house disappeared, as did the two children who were in front of her just now.

In front of him was a strange forest, dark and eerie.

What's even more frightening is that she is clearly in her own home. Why did it suddenly appear here? !

Yang Yan wanted to turn her head to look around in panic, but when she turned her head she became desperate.

A zombie dog covered in blood and flesh was standing one meter behind her.

"Woo--" A low growl came from the zombie dog's throat.

This is the sound of a dog preparing to attack.