Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Ye Zheng and Tong stared at the collapsed handwriting for half a day and unfortunately did not see any traces of spider silk.

As the sky slows down, Haitang can only send Ye Zheng back to Area B first, from a long plan.

They had just walked to the front door of the cell and ran into Sixia, who was carrying a hoe.

Ye Zheng looked at Shi Xia's grey-headed face and remembered that he had been treated as a school-grade male god by countless little girls in Qinghe Middle School. He couldn't help but look back.

This is so blind...

At first glance, Shi Xia knew that she was an old sick prisoner. She wiped the ashes off her face and whispered coldly, "We're all in this place, but you always have time for this leather bag! ”

Ye Zheng frowned slightly, “So what? Even at the beheading table, the marshal will look better, and I'll die soothingly. ”

Sixia: “…”

Even the tongue on one side is silent: “…"

The three entered large cells, one after the other.

Shi Xia has been here for quite some time, plus he has done a great job, discovered the resource pool, and just went in, a big man greeted him enthusiastically, "Oops, Shichun is back! Any luck today? ”

Ye Zheng heard this cry, almost choked by his own saliva, “Si... Sichun? ”

Simon couldn't help but blow up the words, "My name is Simon! How many times do I have to tell you about Alzheimer's? ”

The boss was playing cards with the other person. "Oh, Spring and Summer are almost the same, almost...”

Where exactly is it?

Looking at Shi Xia, Ye Zheng was laughing at herself, and suddenly an eye-catching old man walked toward her.

Someone's hair was braided behind his head, with an iconic moustache on his chin. Ye Zhao Gao recognized this as the master of the Four Seas Gate.

“Oh, Lord of the White Alliance, long time no see!” Zhao Gao smiled and said hello.

Ye Qiang smiled in silence. "It's been a long time indeed, Master Zhao, don't come unharmed. ”

“Oh, don't be unharmed! Master White Alliance, if you'll excuse me, Boss Ho is invited!” Zhao Gao made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Xiao subconsciously followed Zhao Gao's gaze and saw a man sitting on the only leather chair in the cell that was of good quality.

As a man in his 40s, his eyes were cloudy, through a very uncomfortable shadow, especially when he stared at Ye Zheng, as if he had been targeted by a snake.

Ye Zheng tried to recall that this man was... He Biao, the boss of the Hung An Gang.

This Hung An gang does not really have much advantage over other well-known gangs in terms of overall strength. However, Ho Biao's men have an elite assassination squad that shook the entire independent state, so that no one dares to mess with it.

This team was handed down from generation to generation by the Hung An Gang, and even one of the vice presidents of the Wudao League Guild died under this assassination team.

Ye Zheng has been here for a few days. She is all right. I didn't expect the other party to come looking for her today.

He Biao wanted to talk to Ye Zheng. The cell was quiet for a moment. Everyone looked in the direction of both of them.

“Don't worry, be careful, this He Biao, there will be no good! ”

Ye Zheng gave Haitang a slightly restless look, then slowly walked towards He Biao, “I wonder what Boss He has to teach you? ”