The servile dog swallowed up some of the wolf's cruelty.

A wave of resentment surged into Lan He's heart. Her eyes were red, and her red blood was like a spider web. Her whole body was tense, as if she wanted to tear Bai Tang apart in the surveillance room in the next second.

Okay, her elite son, whom Lan He worked so hard to raise, was raped by this stupid dog. This stupid dog seemed to be mocking her, mocking her adopted son for liking weak and incompetent dogs, foretelling that her son might have a rebellious heart.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in Lan He's mind. Little Black Crane was beaten to a bloody head by Black Chess, his eyes were watery and full of grievances. She was angry at her weak son, and Heihe's first reaction was not hatred but grievance, and he wanted to ask her for help. She went up and bit him a few times, making Xiao Heihe's wounds worse. He looked at her timidly, the luster in his eyes disappeared. After a while, his eyes were filled with flamboyant indifference and suppressed hatred.

Lan He curled his lips, he was just a stupid dog. Then let Heihe face his own heart, kill the dog with his own hands, and erase his weakness. However, before Heihe kills the dog, she wants to vent her anger on the dog.

"Mom, don't be angry. My brother will definitely not like the bitch who cast illusion spells on him." Lan Qin sensed his mother's anger and looked at Bai Tang in the surveillance camera with gloating.

"Ha, she doesn't deserve it," Lan He smiled coldly.

Bai Tang, who was sitting at the door, had no idea that his every move was being watched by Lan He and his daughter.

A very scary voice sounded in her heart: Heihe is dead? Hei He might have died on the battlefield, so he wouldn't be able to come back. Instead of believing that Heihe cheated on her and abandoned her, she believed that Heihe had an accident and had no choice but to not come back.

Thinking of this, Bai Tang became even more sad. He couldn't control his voice and started to cry.

The tips of Bai Tang's ears twitched as vague footsteps came from two kilometers away from the door.

Bai Tang's eyes turned from sadness to joy, and she knew that Heihe was a man with a good life, and he must have been hindered by something, such as being injured. She knew that Heihe had her in his heart, and she knew that Heihe had her in his heart. There's no way he could let her down.

Bai Tang wiped away her tears carelessly, put her nightgown in a hurry, smoothed her hair in a hurry, and put her ear to the door in joy.

Bai Tang has already thought about it. When Hei He comes in, she must pretend to be wronged first, cry out her grievances in front of him, complain about her fear, and follow him wherever he goes from now on. Crying children get sweets, Heihe is afraid of her crying, so she wants to ask for some sweetness from him, hee hee hee.

Bai Tang listened to the footsteps with all her concentration, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were confused, why did she hear the footsteps of two people? The most important thing is that the footsteps of these two people are not those of Heihe. Heihe's footsteps were heavy and powerful, and the sound of his right foot was slightly deeper than that of his left foot; while one of the two people's footsteps was soft, and the other was the crisp sound of high heels on the ground.

who are they? After being tortured by Senfu once, she now doesn't trust anyone except Heihe. Bai Tang took two steps back in fear, her heart pounding as if a five-year-old child was alone at home and a robber was knocking on the door frantically.

Hide! Hide! Hide! Bai Tang's sixth sense kept shouting in his mind.

Bai Tang immediately turned around and ran away. Fear was like a cold snake wrapping around her legs. She trembled all over and ran forward in a panic. Panic and darkness followed her everywhere like poisonous gas, and she knocked over the vase, the corner of the table, and the wall. She felt pain, and her thighs and knees were bruised and bruised. She tried hard to control her fear, relied on her last shred of rationality, climbed up the stairs on hands and knees, and rushed into her familiar bedroom in a panic.

"Mom, we're here." Lan Qin stood at the door of Heihe's house. She looked up at the four-door luxurious copper door that was much taller than her. The wolf carved on the copper door was lifelike.

Lan He held the brass door handle and pushed it gently, and the door opened. Her left foot landed on the ground, her high heels clicked loudly, and she walked into the room.

Lan He looked around. It was a mess. Many things were knocked crooked and smashed. It was really messy and smoky. She raised her eyebrows in displeasure.

"Where's the person? Wasn't she at the door just now?" Lan Qin's eyes scanned the first floor, looking for any clues about Bai Tang.

Bai Tang hid in the closet in the bedroom. She heard the hostile voices of two women coming from downstairs. Bai Tang felt cold, how did they know she was at the door just now? How did they get in? What is the relationship between Heihe and them? Heihe, come back quickly! Save her! Her eyelids twitched uneasily, and her sixth sense told her that she was in danger. She held the closet door tightly, fearing that the woman downstairs would break in.

"Look at all the surveillance cameras and see where she is hiding." Lan He knew that Heihe strangely placed surveillance cameras everywhere at home one day, but she was pestered by Heiqi at the time and forgot about it.

Lan Qin turned on the monitor and clicked on all monitors. More than a hundred monitors jumped out densely, occupying a large area of the wall of the villa.

"Monitoring?" Bai Tang was curious and scared. Why do they have the Heihe family under surveillance? Will she be discovered? She wrapped herself in clothes and looked at the corner of the closet. There shouldn't be surveillance here, right?

Lan He and Lan Qin's eyes followed the monitors one by one. Lan He's eyes stayed on the monitor in the closet for a few seconds. He controlled the screen with both hands and zoomed in on the details of the monitor. The clothes trembled slightly, like breathing. frequency.

"Found it, it's here." Lan He pointed to Lan Qin.

Too bad, Bai Tang's face turned pale, and the footsteps in her ears were getting closer and closer. She opened the door helplessly.

Lan He kicked open the bedroom door with high heels, and his eyes were full of rage. "You bitch, let her catch you. She will never let the bitch stop her son from becoming a king."

Lan He smashed the closet door frantically.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang", Bai Tang trembled in fright.

"Come out, you bitch," Lan He's cold voice sounded like a demon.

Bai Tang's hair stood on end, she had no idea what was happening now. She held the door tightly and used all her strength to protect herself.

"Mother, let me come." Lan Qin's eyes flashed with cruelty.

Her Lan Qin's spiritual power is gravity control, level B, and can control objects within 70 kilograms. She found the chain downstairs, tightly intertwining the handle of the closet door. After closing her eyes for five seconds, she opened her eyes. There was a strange light in her purple eyes, and she raised her hands up.

The huge wardrobe swayed swaying, fifty centimeters above the ground. Lan Qin's hands can control the direction of the wardrobe. If she goes to the left, the wardrobe will never dare to run to the right.

"Qinqin, let it spin hard to see if she can get out." Lan He crossed his arms across his chest, raised his eyebrows proudly, and his eyes were full of joy.