The crashing comments on Weibo are like crazy.

Zhou Jingzi's reputation is dwindling. The scenes she filmed before were immediately changed. The variety show she filmed also sent a message saying that all her shots would be cut off.

"It's all things that don't make it to the table."

On the way back, Ruan Su slightly lifted the corners of his lips, a sneer on Qingli's face.

"Sister-in-law, how did you see through Zhou Jingzi? How could that ring run into Zhou Jingzi's pocket?"

Bo Wenyu looked curious.

She really didn't understand what was going on.

Ruan Su handed his mobile phone to Bo Wenyu, "Just look at it."

Bo Wenyu lowered his head and took the phone, and saw a video on it, where she was at the bathroom sink, washing hands with Wang Xianxian.

Wang Xianxian went directly into the cubicle, and she went out of the bathroom door.

As soon as she left, the assistant director went in, stole the ring, and hurried to catch up with her.

Tucked the ring into her bag.

At the time, she didn't notice anything.

Then everything in the picture is Jiang Xinfeng... When he was chatting with Zhou Jingzi, he threw the ring into Zhou Jingzi's pocket.

Bo Wenyu watched this scene in shock!

"Jiang Xinfeng He—"

"He dances so well. When he was on a national variety show some time ago, he practiced martial arts for a period of time, so he was extremely agile. Before he knew it, he put the ring in Zhou Jingzi's pocket."

"That's it." Bo Wenyu didn't expect Jiang Xinfeng to do such a thrilling thing for her.

A girl's heart was pounding, she couldn't help but blushed and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Xinfeng.

【Thank you. 】

She didn't expect to return in seconds over there, [you're welcome. 】

Bo Wenyu thought for a while, [I will invite you to dinner tomorrow. Have a barbecue together? 】

The boy on WeChat’s face is slightly hot, [Okay! 】

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Inside the detention center.

A man in a police uniform walked to a cell, unlocked the door, stepped in, and looked at the woman curled up in the corner.

The woman lost her usual vigor, her face was a bit dirty, and her clothes became wrinkled.

"Miss Zhou."

Hearing the movement, Zhou Jingzi raised her head fiercely and looked at the man longingly, "Did Huo Shao ask you to save me?"

The man said blankly, "Huo Shao said, you are making a lot of trouble, and he can't stop it. So...you ask for more blessings."

"Huo Jiliang is too much, I usually help him win over those big guys, he wants to cross the river to break the bridge now?"

Zhou Jingzi growled in shock, her tone filled with despair, "How on earth will he save me?"

"Zhou Xiaoshu, it's not impossible to save you, as long as you obey my instructions." The man finished speaking and whispered a few words in Zhou Jingzi's ear.

Zhou Jingzi's face was pale, "No...no."

"I've given you a chance. If you don't want it yourself, don't blame Huo Shao for neglecting you."

The man's face became cold, and Zhou Jingzi's eyes were cold as if he was looking at a dead person.

Panic appeared in Zhou Jingzi's eyes, "Okay, okay, I will listen to you."

A sneer appeared at the corner of the man's lips, and he turned to go out, "Wait for the news."

He closed the door and left the room. A few policemen walked towards him. He pressed down the brim of his cap, bowed his head and passed them.

A policeman glanced suspiciously at his back, "Why did that colleague look a little strange just now?"

"Yeah! I feel a bit strange, too."

The few people didn't think much about it, they didn't know what was inside the cell at this time.

A woman's eyes were round, her breathing was difficult, and she pinched her neck in pain.

"Ah-ah-"

A hoarse cry came from the woman's throat, and several police officers outside heard the cry and rushed in immediately.

She saw Zhou Jingzi's painful fingers digging on the ground, all her nails were broken, and blood continued to flow out of her fingers.

"help me!"

When she saw the police, she stretched out her **** palms towards the police in pain.

She had shaved heads, her eyes protruding, and blood was constantly overflowing from her eye sockets, like a female ghost crawling out of hell.

Several police officers were so scared that they shouted, "Quick! Quick! Call an ambulance!"

Zhou Jingzi looked like an oxygen-deficient fish. She finally climbed to the feet of a policeman and made a broken voice with difficulty, "Huo...Huo Ji...He, he, Huo kill me...Huo..."

"What did you say? What did you say? Who killed you?" the police yelled nervously.

However, Zhou Jingzi rolled her eyes, her head tilted, and she lost her breath.

That afternoon.

News of the well-known actress Zhou Jingzi's death in the detention center spread throughout the Internet.

The netizens boiled instantly.

"Stolen things in the front foot, and died in the back foot? How do I feel like someone killed her."

"I feel murdered."

"Could it be Ruan Su who killed her?"

"Upstairs, are you too conspiracy theory? Ruan Su hasn't been so bold yet. Go to the detention center to kill people, right?"

"But—she seems to have a holiday with Ruan Su."

"Wipe! It's Mrs. Bo, Mrs. Bo is powerful and powerful, killing someone is easy."

It seemed that there was an invisible black hand that kept drawing public opinion on Ruan Su's body.

The news on the net is endless.

"I have a friend who works in the police station. He said that when Zhou Jingzi died that day, a man pretended to be a policeman and went into the cell!"

"Oh my God! It seems that Ruan Su sent someone in to kill Zhou Jingzi. She died in a terrible state."

"Don't you just steal a ring to kill someone?"

"Ruan Su, this woman is too cruel, and she has collapsed!"

"It collapsed!"

Those public opinions are like snowflakes, smashing down piece by piece.

It seems that if you don't smash Ruan Su to death, you won't stop.

Inside a sniper field in Jiangcheng.

The entire sniper field was wrapped up.

Ruan Su wore a dark-colored continuous color camouflage uniform with a belt around her waist. Her slender waist was very **** and compelling.

A pair of slender and straight legs is even more arrogant under the wrapping of Martin's leather boots.

The handsome aura attracted countless male staff members to look away.

As if she hadn't seen it, she squeezed the pistol in her hand and aimed at the farthest target red heart!

Bang!

One shot!

In the middle of the red heart, ten rings!

She didn't seem very happy to hit the red heart like others did, she just turned the half-moon-shaped magazine with a blank face, and when she raised her head again, she shot another five shots in a row!

The bullets all hit the same point!

Hit the target made of solid wood directly!

The staff in charge of changing targets around was so shocked that they couldn't react to it for a while.

The muzzle on the woman's hand was emitting black smoke, and she was about to change to a sniper rifle.

At this moment, a man and a woman walked towards her.

The men are tall and handsome, the women are pretty and moving, and the combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracts many people's attention as soon as they appear.

The two walked to her and stopped. The man raised his eyebrows, "Boss is really good at this level."

"Jiang Xinyu, it's not the first day that you met the boss." The woman stroked her long chestnut hair, and her round eyes were very cute. "Except for the boss, the behind-the-scenes boss in this place, who can do so much?"

The woman is dressed in a cute kawaii dress, Lolita has a puffy skirt, and a pair of black round-toed leather shoes on her feet.

The color of the pink skirt made her baby fat face more fair and lovely. No matter what Ren Jiang Xinyu said, she was smiling.

Such a cute little Lolita girl seems out of place with the surrounding environment.

Especially not matching.

"The boss is in a bad mood?" Jian Qiqi smiled sweetly, her lovely round eyes widened.

Jiang Xinyu raised her eyebrows, "No, the boss's psychological quality is incomparable to ordinary people. Do you think that a small public opinion on the Internet can control her mood? That would be too small to look down on the boss."

"But... look!" Jian Qiqi pointed at the target that Ruan Su had shot through. "It's all worn!"

Jiang Xinyu looked over in surprise. After seeing the piercing target clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Niu Pi! Boss Niubi!"

They all received rigorous training, and playing with guns is as simple as eating and drinking.

But like Ruan Su, to such a tough level, Jiang Xinyu thought he couldn't do it.

He can easily hit ten rings, but he can't always hit the same place and the same hole like Ruan Su!

He can't do it!

That hole is so small!

How did she do it?

Jian Qiqi was much calmer than him, her round eyes narrowed slightly, and two small hands were inserted into the lace pockets in front of Lolita's dress, "Oh, hey, the boss is really amazing. But... do you have any good ideas? Help the boss resolve this crisis?"

"I have a way, and the boss agrees! This is obviously a matter of using a **** bowl to buckle the old head." Jiang Xinyu looked angry.

"The 18th line artist died, so why count on the boss? I think that the small conflict at the banquet is probably calculated by the trash in the dark. This is a series of calculations."

Jian Qiqi snorted coldly, and the fat baby Luo Li's face was sneered, "The trash dare to count our boss, really we are the furnishings? I'll take care of this. I'll check! I must check it out clearly. ."

"Are you...willing to take action?" Jiang Xinyu suppressed a smile and said solemnly, "Qiqi, brother can also help you."

"Let's pull it down! I just came back to China when I met someone bullying our boss! I'm tired of life!" Jian Qiqi said angrily, "Now this lady is in a very bad mood."

At this moment, the precious and beautiful woman stopped her hand movement, and her indifferent eyes swept towards the two noisy parrot-like subordinates beside her.

"Come and play with me."

Jiang Xinyu's expression was bitter, "Boss, forget it..."

Comparing with the boss, ask for trouble.

However, Jian Qiqi looked excited and excited, and formed a sharp contrast with Jiang Xinyu's bitter melon face, "Okay, okay!"