Mrs. Pei, you are married

Chapter 392 She...is dead!
When the man came down from the treetop, he followed behind him.

Fu Qianqian deliberately slowed down her pace, waiting for the other party to approach her.

When Fu Qianqian came to a corner, the other party suddenly approached him quickly from the front.

Fu Qianqian's eyes turned cold, and he quickly grabbed the opponent's hand that was about to attack him.

Before Fu Qianqian exerted all his strength, the other party shouted anxiously: "Ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts, Qianqian, let go, it's me, it's me!"

The familiar voice made Fu Qianqian let go of her hand in an instant.

Then, she looked at the familiar face in front of her.

It was Zeng Yueyue.

Although she didn't use her sixth sense, she already guessed that the opponent was Zeng Yueyue, so she held back her strength when attacking, otherwise, her fist would have seriously injured Zeng Yueyue in such a short time.

After Fu Qianqian let go of herself, Zeng Yueyue jumped towards Fu Qianqian happily, and hugged her: "Qianqian, that's really great, it's really you, I was stepping on the spot just now, and suddenly When I saw your face, I thought I was mistaken, but I didn't expect that it was really you!"

Fu Qianqian frowned: "Take a look?"

Surprised by what she said, Zeng Yueyue chuckled.

"It's like this. Isn't there an antique collection near here? You don't know. The curator of that collection suddenly posted a war post on Weibo. Well, the godly thief is absolutely not allowed to get in, what else is there to say, if the godly thief gets in, he will definitely let him go and never return."

Zeng Yueyue said angrily: "His words are simply too irritating. How can my reputation as a thief be ruined by a curator of a small collection?"

Fu Qianqian: "..."

Just because someone sent her a battle post, she is going to fight?
Seeing the anger on Zeng Yueyue's face, Fu Qianqian glanced at her lightly.

"Zeng Yueyue, I want to ask you something!" Fu Qianqian suddenly looked at her seriously and asked.

Because Fu Qianqian's expression suddenly became serious, Zeng Yueyue also subconsciously became nervous.

"Cough, you can talk if you want to talk, why are you so serious all of a sudden? You...you can ask if you want!" Zeng Yueyue shrank her head a little guilty, not daring to meet Fu Qianqian's eyes.

Fu Qianqian frowned slightly: "Are you... going to be a thief for the rest of your life?"

Zeng Yueyue's eyes changed slightly, and then she laughed at herself: "Qianqian, in your eyes, am I a thief who only knows how to steal?"

Fu Qianqian raised her eyebrows and didn't answer Zeng Yueyue's words, but the expression on Fu Qianqian's face already answered Zeng Yueyue's words.

Zeng Yueyue replied slowly, "I'm looking for someone."

"Looking for someone? Who?"

"Have you ever heard of black begonias?"

Hearing this name, Fu Qianqian's eyes moved slightly.

"You mean... a killer black begonia with a black begonia tattoo on its chest?"

Zeng Yueyue nodded: "Yes, that's her. People outside only know that she is a killer, but... the world doesn't know that she is also a gangster."

Fu Qianqian looked at Zeng Yueyue suspiciously, waiting for Zeng Yueyue to continue.

"Black Begonia has a quirk. After she gets what she wants, she will kill the owner who owns it. Because the death of the owner is more eye-catching than the loss of the item, so outsiders hear the news Afterwards, they only paid attention to the dead and ignored the lost things in the owner's hands, so outsiders only knew that Black Begonia was a killer, but in fact, Black Begonia killed people only secondarily, she just wanted to obtain treasures."

When talking about the next thing, Zeng Yueyue clenched her hands tightly.

"Four years ago, because my grandfather had an out-of-print authentic Wang Xizhi of the Tang Dynasty, Hei Haitang came to my door to steal it. I saw with my own eyes that after Hei Haitang took my grandfather's calligraphy and painting, he would come to grab the calligraphy and painting. Grandpa killed." Zeng Yueyue's body trembled slightly: "At that time, she pointed at my nose with a knife dripping with my grandpa's blood and said to me: Do you hate? Do you want revenge? Then you must be able to match me first. ,I am waiting for you."

"I wanted to avenge my grandfather, so since then, people from the Nether Society came to me, and I joined the Nether Society. Over the years, in order to find her trace, I stole all the treasures she once coveted. I just want to lure her out, I believe that no Jiangyang thief will tolerate others to steal from her eyes what he likes."

Speaking of this, the anger on Zeng Yueyue's face became more and more serious: "However, in the past few years, her whereabouts seem to have disappeared, and she has never appeared again, but I believe that if I keep doing this If you keep stealing, she will definitely reappear again!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Yueyue looked at Fu Qianqian with a relieved expression.

"In these years, this is the first time I've told others about this matter, and after telling it, I really feel at ease."

Fu Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly: "So, you have been stealing all this time just to lure the black crabapple out?"

Zeng Yueyue nodded: "I believe that she will definitely appear in the near future!"

There was an indescribable expression on Fu Qianqian's face.

"I'm afraid..." Fu Qianqian paused every word: "You will never see her again in the future."

Zeng Yueyue looked at Fu Qianqian excitedly: "Impossible, as long as she is still alive in this world, she will come out sooner or later."

Fu Qianqian was thoughtful, but finally said slowly: "I think...you should already know my identity before I was alive!"

Zeng Yueyue looked at Fu Qianqian, then nodded: "I went to the orphanage to look for you before, and I heard from Mr. Pei and the others."

Fu Qianqian pondered for a moment.

"Three years ago, I took the Black Hawk Commandos to a bay by the East China Sea to perform a mission. At that time, an explosion happened suddenly in an antique shop by the East China Sea bay, because the scene of the accident was far away from the place where I performed the mission. It was very close, so I took people to the scene to rescue, at that time, a woman rescued from the antique shop was a woman with a black begonia tattoo on her chest."

"Later, after being identified by the owner of the antique shop and the family of the victim who had been assassinated by Black Begonia, the woman was indeed Black Begonia, and she herself admitted that she was Black Begonia."

When Zeng Yueyue heard this, she held Fu Qianqian's hand excitedly: "Really? Did you really see the black begonia? Where is she now?"

Fu Qianqian looked at Zeng Yueyue's excited face, and said lightly: "You also know that because it was the scene of the explosion, and the source of the explosion was very close to the black begonia, when we found her, her injuries were already very serious , based on humanitarianism, we still sent her to the hospital."

"However, on the way she was sent to the hospital, she was no longer breathing. She... was dead!"

　Second more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)