Chapter 1349 The mighty and domineering Lanlan

"It's pretty good," Ye Weilan closed her eyelashes and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "The whole family is alive, nothing better than this."

Ye Yan looked yearning for a while, looking forward to the future, and turned to look at Ye Weilan: "What happened yesterday?"

"A bad thing," Ye Weilan opened her eyes, her eyes became cold: "I suspected that pregnant woman was really killed by me all day yesterday."

Ye Yan blurted out: "Impossible!"

Ye Weilan's heart warmed up, her eyes were a little red, and she was trusted by people close to her in a desperate situation. This is happiness.

"Someone gave me a nightmare, and the dreams were all about me killing people with a knife. He wanted to ruin me from the bottom of his heart. Fortunately, Mommy had a hand back then."

Ye Yan's voice coldly: "Who is the other party?"

Ye Weilan smiled meaningfully: "A person we all would never have expected."

"I--"

"Yan Yan," Ye Weilan turned around and patted her on the shoulder: "You can't stay up late when you are pregnant. Go to bed early. Help me watch the two children tomorrow."

"where are you going?"

"Go tell the truth," Ye Weilan sat up, gently turned Xiaoxue over and stroked her daughter's broken arm with pity: "Get back all the things they owe me!"

...

The wave of public opinion has been higher and higher. The hot searches of the entire media are all about reports on this tragedy. Netizens have made extremely vicious curses and insults. Just literary youths held speeches and paraded in the streets and demanded that the murderer be killed!

"This is a torture! There is no human nature! There is no law of nature!"

"Let the murderer go to justice, where can we have a system in our lives in the future? Everyone can commit crimes, and if you have power and power, you can escape sanctions! We are not convinced!"

"Rise up the banner of justice and send the murderer to the guillotine! Request justice for the dead orphan and widowed mother!"

...

On the weekend, a large number of people gathered. On the high shelf platform, the singing dancer turned into a young man who gave a speech. He held the microphone, and his forehead was roaring, screaming wildly.

"Just invincible! Kill the murderer!"

The tragic words resonate in people's hearts. The more angry people gather, the more powerful they are, and the popularity is simply overwhelming in celebrity concerts.

The fanatical young man waved around with his coat, looking at the crowd below, and before he could even feel superiority, he suddenly heard a burst of noise in the crowd.

Everyone looked straight at him, full of disbelief.

He turned around in a daze, and two rows of bodyguards in black wearing sunglasses walked out of the backstage. Each of them was tall and big, with a cold expression.

The bodyguard who walked to the front punched him to the ground and stepped on his feet.

The masses were in an uproar.

"you--"

The sound came to an abrupt end, as if something had been pinched to the throat. The person who was trampled on the ground barely looked up and saw a pair of slender legs walking over, wearing wool boots, white coat, and long black curly hair swaying around his waist, elegant and noble.

He tried hard to raise his head and saw a bodyguard in black respectfully handing over the new microphone. A beautiful plain hand took it, and turned around the palm of his hand. Then there was a beautiful voice: "I'm sorry to disturb your siege. As the murderer you mentioned, I have the right to stand here."
Chapter completed!