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Chapter 652

She was not very strong, but Pei Qingsheng staggered two steps, for no other reason, just because he didn't expect Jiang Lan to stand up and push him.

Pei Qingsheng stood there for a while before looking at Jiang Lan in surprise. Looking at her protecting her, Pei Qingsheng laughed softly.

“Hahahaha…haha…”

The more he laughed, the louder heavier heaved, and his laughter echoed throughout the cemetery.

After he had laughed enough, he looked at Jiang Lan coldly, with a terrifying sinister hidden in his eyes.

"The ungrateful wolf."

Lu Jingchi pulled Jiang Lan behind him and stood in front of him.

Lu Jingchi was already impatient, "Pei Qingsheng, don't go crazy, do you still want to worship your ancestors?"

Pei Qingsheng raised his head and took a deep breath. His face changed unpredictable, just like adjusting the frame rate of the computer screen, choosing a suitable picture quality.

After a while, when he looked at Lu Jingchi again, his expression had returned to normal, as if he was not the one who had just gotten mad.

He turned his head and looked at the tombstone in front of him, and said quietly: "Sacrifice for ancestors? Everyone is dead, what's there to sacrifice to you?"

"I'm just to show them what their good daughters are doing now."

"Now I see it, I don't know if they will be in peace in their eyes."

Lu Jingchi said indifferently: "You also say that people are dead, what else can you see if you die? Are you doing these things now just to seek peace of mind?"

Pei Qingsheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Lu Jingchi, are you very happy now?"

"good."

Pei Qingsheng glanced at Jiang Lan behind him, "Just be happy, I think you won't be happy for too long."

"No matter how long it takes, there are always times of happiness. Unlike Mr. Pei, who lives in hatred from beginning to end."

When it comes to criticizing people, it is not only Pei Qingsheng who is sarcastic, but Lu Jingchi is not inferior at all. It can be touched by two or three sentences.

Pei Qingsheng was silent.

After a while, Pei Qing turned around with a smile, looking at the tombstones in front of him, as if talking to himself: "You are right, but why do I live among my enemies and hate? Because I also bear the enemies and hates that she should bear."

"She lives without complaints..." Speaking of this, Pei Qingsheng paused and looked back at Jiang Lan, "What he said is wrong. Little mute, you will have today, you are all asking for it."

"You deserve it, do you know? This is God's punishment for you."

He gritted his teeth, but no matter what Pei Qingsheng said, Jiang Lan's face was confused and puzzled from beginning to end.

Because she couldn't understand a word about what Pei Qingsheng said.

Lu Jingchi sneered.

His laughter was like an invisible sharp blade, splitting Pei Qingsheng in half from beginning to end, exposing his original true appearance to the sun.

Let others laugh at it.

Laugh at his incompetence and laugh at him for being pitiful.

"She doesn't understand what the meaning of these things you say, nor can she remember them."

Lu Jingchi said lightly: "If you have this free time, it's better to have two incense sticks. Don't make a fool of yourself here. Although we have a cooperative relationship, I will still be able to laugh at you."

Pei Qingsheng was angry and laughed, "Are you doing well after the operation? Tell me these things, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"You can't kill me."

"Are you inviting me to kill you?"

"You can try." Lu Jingchi looked at him carelessly, as if he had to force Pei Qingsheng to a complete riot.

Pei Qingsheng narrowed his eyes, and the next second, he suddenly raised his hand and a sharp dagger was placed on Lu Jingchi's neck.
Chapter completed!
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