Chapter: 1717
At this moment, footsteps and voices could be heard in the corridor outside the morgue.
It turned out that there were two makeup artists from the funeral home who were in charge of making up the dead!
There were two make-up artists, a man and a woman, and the woman complained: "Which unlucky ghost is the one who died? The one who called us to put on make-up at night, don't we need to rest when we make up the dead?"
The man laughed and said, "It is said that it was a short-lived ghost from Qiao's family who was beaten to death. He is in a hurry to have a funeral tomorrow."
The woman was obviously dissatisfied with being called back to work overtime at night, and snorted coldly, "Why don't more people die in their family, so we don't have to rest."
Two makeup artists walked in from the outside, only to suddenly realize that there was someone in the morgue!
The two of them instantly became embarrassed, looked at Qiao Yang and the others nervously, and faltered, "You..."
Qiao Yang smiled and said, "I am the elder brother of this short-lived ghost, and my name is Qiao Yang."
The two makeup artists became even more embarrassed when they heard the words. The man's face turned red, and he faltered and said: "Mr. Qiao, we were talking nonsense just now, please don't take it to heart."
The woman also hurriedly said: "Yes, we didn't mean it, please forgive us."
Qiao Yang nodded: "It's okay, just pay attention in the next life."
The two makeup artists couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard Qiao Yang say that it was all right, but when they suddenly heard the second half of Qiao Yang's words, they immediately realized something was wrong.
Their faces changed dramatically, and their eyes showed horror.
And at this moment, Qiao Yang drew a thin, sharp dagger from the sleeve of his right hand, and raised his hand to swipe twice.
The sharp blade instantly cut the throats of the two makeup artists.
The eyes of the two make-up artists were protruding, and their hands were tightly covering their throats. The bright red blood was still crazily flowing out between their fingers...
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, and soon lost their breath.
Qiao Yang said to his opponent with a blank face: "Find two more makeup artists."
"Yes, my lord!"
Qiao Yang said again: "If I remember correctly, Chen Ning is currently on vacation in Jiangnan, right?"
"Yes, my lord!"
Qiao Yang narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "I've always wanted to meet him, but I never had the chance. This time, I have a rare chance. I want to compete with him and let him know who is the real favorite."
When Mu Ye and the others heard this, they couldn't help but said, "My lord, the master may not allow you to have a conflict with Chen Ning."
Qiao Yang snorted coldly: "Grandpa is old, and he likes to look forward and backward when doing things. You see, Chen Ning killed people from our Qiao family, and he killed as soon as he said so. How could he have so many worries."
"You send someone back to tell Grandpa, let us young people take care of the young people's affairs."
A group of subordinates looked at each other when they heard the words, everyone saw that Mr. Qiao had made up his mind, and no one dared to persuade him.
They all know that the eldest son is moody and will kill people if he is slightly dissatisfied. They dare not touch the eldest son's bad luck.
Jiangnan, Zhonghai City, People's Hospital.
Today I miss the day when Xu Li is discharged from the hospital!
Zhao Chunsheng went through the discharge procedures for Xu Li, but the hospital did not charge Zhao Chunsheng a penny, and returned all the money Zhao Chunsheng had paid before. JrNovels.com
It turned out that there were two makeup artists from the funeral home who were in charge of making up the dead!
There were two make-up artists, a man and a woman, and the woman complained: "Which unlucky ghost is the one who died? The one who called us to put on make-up at night, don't we need to rest when we make up the dead?"
The man laughed and said, "It is said that it was a short-lived ghost from Qiao's family who was beaten to death. He is in a hurry to have a funeral tomorrow."
The woman was obviously dissatisfied with being called back to work overtime at night, and snorted coldly, "Why don't more people die in their family, so we don't have to rest."
Two makeup artists walked in from the outside, only to suddenly realize that there was someone in the morgue!
The two of them instantly became embarrassed, looked at Qiao Yang and the others nervously, and faltered, "You..."
Qiao Yang smiled and said, "I am the elder brother of this short-lived ghost, and my name is Qiao Yang."
The two makeup artists became even more embarrassed when they heard the words. The man's face turned red, and he faltered and said: "Mr. Qiao, we were talking nonsense just now, please don't take it to heart."
The woman also hurriedly said: "Yes, we didn't mean it, please forgive us."
Qiao Yang nodded: "It's okay, just pay attention in the next life."
The two makeup artists couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard Qiao Yang say that it was all right, but when they suddenly heard the second half of Qiao Yang's words, they immediately realized something was wrong.
Their faces changed dramatically, and their eyes showed horror.
And at this moment, Qiao Yang drew a thin, sharp dagger from the sleeve of his right hand, and raised his hand to swipe twice.
The sharp blade instantly cut the throats of the two makeup artists.
The eyes of the two make-up artists were protruding, and their hands were tightly covering their throats. The bright red blood was still crazily flowing out between their fingers...
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, and soon lost their breath.
Qiao Yang said to his opponent with a blank face: "Find two more makeup artists."
"Yes, my lord!"
Qiao Yang said again: "If I remember correctly, Chen Ning is currently on vacation in Jiangnan, right?"
"Yes, my lord!"
Qiao Yang narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "I've always wanted to meet him, but I never had the chance. This time, I have a rare chance. I want to compete with him and let him know who is the real favorite."
When Mu Ye and the others heard this, they couldn't help but said, "My lord, the master may not allow you to have a conflict with Chen Ning."
Qiao Yang snorted coldly: "Grandpa is old, and he likes to look forward and backward when doing things. You see, Chen Ning killed people from our Qiao family, and he killed as soon as he said so. How could he have so many worries."
"You send someone back to tell Grandpa, let us young people take care of the young people's affairs."
A group of subordinates looked at each other when they heard the words, everyone saw that Mr. Qiao had made up his mind, and no one dared to persuade him.
They all know that the eldest son is moody and will kill people if he is slightly dissatisfied. They dare not touch the eldest son's bad luck.
Jiangnan, Zhonghai City, People's Hospital.
Today I miss the day when Xu Li is discharged from the hospital!
Zhao Chunsheng went through the discharge procedures for Xu Li, but the hospital did not charge Zhao Chunsheng a penny, and returned all the money Zhao Chunsheng had paid before. JrNovels.com
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