"He He He's Jiang Shaofu! "

Xiao Yunling pointed to the head in the jade box and his fingers were shaking.

She almost squeezed such a sentence out of her teeth. The cold fear made the young lady only feel her chest stuffy and could hardly breathe.

"Sister Ling? How are you? "

If Chen Zixuan hadn't helped her in time, she would have collapsed to the ground.

However, the granddaughter of General Xiao was beautiful and wide eyed, staring at the dead head. Her hands and feet were cold, and she could not say a word.

Until this moment, Xiao Yunling realized how she despised the master Meng!

It's not to mention that he killed the envoys of Yanjing and the south of the Yangtze River. Today, Jiang Shaofu's head is cut off and collected in a jade box with a value of 10 million yuan, just like a work of art.

This This is simply a murderous demon!

Because of too much fear, Xiao Yunling's whole heart is fierce, and his breathing is also becoming rapid.

If Fang rubing was not guarding the hall, the elder sister would run away from here like crazy and escape from this grotto!

At the same time, Chen Zheng, Peng Hongxin, Meng Xingzhi and other celebrities were staring at each other, staring at the dead head.

As the owner of the Jiang family in Yanjing, Jiang Shaofu appeared on CCTV and often attended various national conferences.

As for Jiang Shaofu's appearance, Chen Zheng, a general manager of this rank, naturally recognized him.

In addition to the mention of Xiao Yunling, even if Chen Zheng didn't believe it again, he had to admit that the bloody dead head in the jade box was the Yanjing special envoy!

"He He's Jiang Shaofu, Jiang's special envoy! "

Not only Chen Zheng and Meng Xingzhi, but also the talented Chang'an scholar took a breath of cold air, as if in a dream.

As for the powerful woman, although she knew that Fang rubing had cut Jiang Shaofu's head when she was in Fengsheng company building, she can see her again now. Even song Shuling dares to be frightened.

"Husband Ma'am, this Is this really Jiang Shaofu? Didn't Jiang Shaofu die in the Jinghua broadcasting building... " Meng Chang'an swallowed his mouth and spit hard. He asked in a dreamy voice.

As if he remembered something, Meng Chang'an could not help shaking his whole body. He twisted his neck and looked at his wife, "can't Did Xiao ran do it? "

Although the answer is no longer obvious, Meng Chang'an still can't believe it.

This high-ranking Yanjing special envoy, so dead? Even the head was cut off?

Meng Chang'an said this, the whole hall was silent for a moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on the woman.

I want to hear the answer.

Song Shuling never thought that Aizi would carry Jiang Shaofu's head with her!

"In this jade box is Jiang Shaofu's head, and in the other jade box is not Wang Zhonghua's head..."

Thinking of this, the palm of the strong woman is already full of cold sweat.

She could not imagine what Aiko was going to do with two bloody heads in such a luxurious jade box.

"Tell me, Madame! Does this matter have anything to do with Xiaoran? " Seeing song Shuling still in a daze, Chang'an talent's anxious face turned white.

"Chang'an, Xiaoran he..."

A strong woman with mixed feelings is thinking about how to hide this audacious thing in the past, but the smart phone in her pocket suddenly rings