He let out a low growl, but he didn't scream.

Luqiao put down the grain, and Su Yue put down the water.

"Boli?" Lu Qiao tried to yell, but the big black dog did not move.

Lu Qiao patted Su Yue and went back to the room, turned his head and saw the big black dog Baoli eating.

I ate after I left, but it seems that I still don’t get used to my own people.

Su Yue asked: "Brother Lu Qiao, can we keep this dog?"

Lu Qiao lit his head: "Let's go back and raise it."

Everyone returned to the room again, Lu Qiao said, "Tell me, what happened that night."

Zhao Fan said, "Continue."

"I took a leave before leaving that day, but when the door was closed, I left the back door. I folded a piece of paper in half and stuffed the latch, and it opened as soon as I pulled it in. When I went in, I heard the front desk chatting. I initially thought it was you who talked to myself, but then I heard Jiahao's voice. I was in the kitchen and hid in the cabinet. But the more I heard your voice, I became more angry. Two people who knew the secret recipe were in harmony. I ate dumplings and white wine in the hall during the Chinese New Year, but I could only snuggle in the cabinet to eat steamed buns." Xue Lei said.

"So you did it?" Lu Qiao asked.

Zhao Fan responded: "So you killed me."

Xue Lei nodded his head: "I heard you start arguing loudly. You want money to open a hotel, but Jiahao refuses to give it to you. You want to leave you to work, but you refuse to do it. I know you have a secret recipe, Jiahao won't let you go. Since you refuse to tell me, I came out of the cabinet and took a fruit knife on the chopping board. I sneaked over and found you going to the toilet at the side door. I walked and swayed, and you were more shaky than me. I stepped forward and pressed you down from behind. I held you tightly, and you resisted. I went in and out with my left hand, and you fell in the toilet. I didn't make much noise, so I put you down."

Zhao Fan was so angry that he shouted: "You really killed me, I misunderstood Jiahao!"

"I stabbed you, then washed my hands and went out. I came out of the toilet. Jiahao thought that you had come out of the toilet and wanted to apologize to you. I pinched my nose and learned your voice and started chatting with Jiahao, learning what you were like, and wanted to draw a secret recipe again." Xue Lei said as he pinched his nose, and started singing double acts alone without pinching.

I don’t know if Zhao Fan’s nasal voice is very strong, but after drinking this, maybe I can’t really hear it.

"Brother Fan, don't forget to get to my heart. I'm all drunk. Do you still drink wine?"

"Drunk words? Then are you drunk?"

"It's almost done, it's only three or four people left."

"I punish myself for three cups. If I punish me, I will think you admit your mistake."

"Ton~ha, tons~ha, Gudong, hiss. Brother Fan, you are an elder, I am a young man, I have done what you want me to do, can you come out?"

"Jiahao, I just want to ask you. I'm getting into the wine. What is your dad's recipe?"

"Brother Fan, you have to ask so many times a year. What you bought for 60,000 yuan is the recipe. If you don't cut chili peppers, cut colorful peppers, and change to sweet mouths. Why do you believe it? Take the recipe and try it out to ensure a taste. Hiccup~"

"Believe? How do you want me to believe you? I have been here for three years? I have changed the colored peppers to know about peppers. Do you think I believe it?"

"Three years? Brother Fan, you're here more than three..."

After imitating this, Xue Lei put down his hand with his nose.

"When I went to see it again, Jiahao was already drunk. I went back to the toilet and washed away the blood from the ground, pulled your body to Jiahao's side. The knife in the kitchen was stuffed into Jiahao's hand, and I left. The next day, Jiahao was arrested, and I told the master to resign. Are you a ghost now? The master's legs, the master's wife's life, and the next seven tenants, the longest time to go in and decorate for no more than three days, right? You have now become a ghost, is it going to kill me?" Xue Lei said, shaking his head.

"I have been waiting for you for more than ten years, but I didn't expect that when I saw you, I became timid. I was no longer afraid of death, I was just afraid of not living. Can I ask you the last question? What is the recipe for this master?" Xue Lei asked Zhao Fan again.

"You are not worthy of calling your master's name. You have hurt his son for thirteen years." Zhao Fan said.

"Let me understand what is Mr. Feng's secret recipe?" Xue Lei shouted and stood up, but was instantly pushed and pressed against the wall by Ling'er from the air.

"Old Feng has never deceived you, but Mr Feng is something made with care. I don't care, you don't care. We can't make such delicious saliva chicken, so you deserve to die." Zhao Fan shook his head.

At this time, Zhao Fan grabbed the broken piece of glass handed over and walked towards Xue Lei.

Lu Qiao said, "Since he has admitted that he killed you, are you planning to avenge your personal revenge like this?"

Ling'er saw that Lu Qiao didn't want Xue Lei to die just like this, so she naturally blew away the glass sheets.

"What are you doing? Otherwise? Are you going to stop me from killing him today? So why do you ask so much? Why did you kill me if you don't go in the restaurant?" Zhao Fan was angry at this time.

"Will you listen to me and finish what I said?" Lu Qiao patted Su Yue, and Su Yue removed the cover.

Luqiao looked at Zhao Fan, and Zhao Fan looked at Luqiao but was not as confident as Luqiao.

"You said, I'll kill him if you tell me a flower today." Zhao Fan said.

"Jiahao has been in prison for thirteen years. According to Xue Lei's words, he would be too humble to you when you came out of the toilet, so Jiahao and the prison for thirteen years do not owe you." Lu Qiao explained.

"There was no Jiahao business, but now it's Xue Lei and I. What? Do you want him to apologize? I'm all dead. Why do you need the police if the apology is useful?" Zhao Fan cursed with a temper.

"I mean honesty. You killed him now. Everyone, even Mr. Feng, will think that his son killed you. Although he doesn't say that to the outside world, everyone outside thinks so much. If you kill him, you owe Jiahao, Mr. Feng, and yourself. Don't you want to go clean and honest? Let things get back on track?" Lu Qiao explained.

"What do you mean, let him surrender?" Zhao Fan was stunned after saying this.

"It's not just for you, Jiahao, and Mr. Feng. Can't you let go of your knot?" Lu Qiao said.

"Open the bag, I don't want to care. I'll take me back to Xiaoyanzi Restaurant. This person asked him to tell me everything he did wrong." Zhao Fan lowered his head after saying that.

Luqiao lit up and opened his own air bag: "Thank you Zhao Fan."

Zhao Fan got into it and ignored the rest.

Lu Qiao pointed at Xue Lei: "I'm sorry, I'll control him to surrender to the nearest police station."

Ling'er lit her head, and Xue Lei could strode out of the room at this time.

Lu Qiao looked at Su Yue: "Let's take Baoli to the welfare home together."
Chapter completed!