Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

   Chapter 887 Ruan Ruan is in danger!

   The densely packed text with different shapes on the screen, Qin Ruan only understood a few of them.

  The hottest post is from the United States, ranking first.

  Title——【Blonde Beauty Slave, Sex, Male, One Million Dollars, Fast Forward! 】

   The fifth post is from North England, with the title - [Top star large-scale video, Clarence, Helena, Anita and other stars. 】

   The first two stars are names that Qin Ruan knows. They are all movie stars who are popular all over the world.

  Clarence, an American-born Hollywood actor, is well known to audiences all over the world with a starring movie, and a series of films and TV shows he participated in have received good praise.

   He was named the sexiest man in the world by People magazine, and is very popular all over the world, and was named one of the ten most handsome stars.

  Helena, born in North England, has a beautiful appearance and a **** body, young, beautiful and very talented.

  She is very popular with young men and women all over the world and is an idol for many people. She is an actress, a model, a singer, a philanthropist and so on.

   The identity and background of these two people have certain influence in their respective countries.

  Qin Ruan frowned, tilted her head to stare at Ke Yiming, and asked earnestly, "Is the content above true?"

   Ke Yiming nodded: "It's true, if you make a fake transaction, you will be held accountable by the Black Mandala Network, and the consequences are unbearable for everyone."

   Qin Ruan's pale lips pursed slightly and continued to pay attention to the information on the display.

There is also a post below   , a word she knows.

   It comes from China, the title - [Five million will help you solve all your troubles, with a gun pattern made of characters on the back. 】

   There was also a post that looked like a remote ancient country, which caught Qin Ruan's attention.

   She could not decipher the content of the title, and two words were marked in the American language - dismemberment.

Seeing the words    in his eyes, one can't help but feel a chill on the back and a chill on the soles of the feet.

   This is an open and honest way of treating people as objects of trade, selling videos of celebrities that are not known to outsiders, and buying and selling murders.

   The word dismemberment in the last post may be superficial.

   Qin Ruan's face was relaxed and calm, her brows showed seriousness and solemnity. She pointed to the message from China and asked Ke Yiming, "Can you enter through this entrance?"

   Ke Yiming: "No, all the latest information on this can only be accessed by members."

   Hearing the result, Qin Ruan was not disappointed, but he was more impressed by this website.

   "How do you want to find the traces of He Nianzhen on this website?"

   Ke Yiming snapped his fingers and said proudly, "It's very simple, Aunt He was sold more than ten years ago..."

  Speaking of selling words, he turned around suddenly to look at the silent father standing behind him.

   Seeing that there was no anger on his face, he continued: "Aunt He went to North England more than ten years ago, and most of the information at that time was on the domestic forum of the Black Mandala Network.

   The most important thing is that after so long, those contents no longer need members, we just need to find the key information and filter them one by one, and we will definitely find it! "

   Ke Yiming is very confident, with the bright smile of a young man on his face, he doesn't look like a person who is about to be scared to death by Puppet.

   He may not have imagined that such a website exists in the world and poses a great threat to people.

   Qin Ruan only felt that the smile on Ke Yiming's face was a little harsh.

   She asked abruptly, "What did you experience in the room before? Why didn't Tai Xing hurt you? I heard you and the old lady screaming downstairs, and it didn't seem right."

   He was pulled back to his room by Qin Ruan in an instant, and the smile on Ke Yiming's face disappeared completely due to the threat of Tai Xing's puppet's memory.

   His body was trembling slightly, his face was tense, and he whispered: "Actually, that's not the sound I made."

   Qin Ruan tapped his fingertips on the computer table, the rhythmic tapping sound made people feel an inexplicable coercion.

When    was about to sweat on Ke Yiming's head, she asked aloud, "Is Tai Xing disguised?"

   Ke Yiming sat obediently like a primary school student, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

   "Yes, he said he had been following me before. I only saw his existence on the day I met your sister at the Tongcha flyover. He knew that you had the ability and kept pestering me."

   Seeing that Ke Yiming was like a wilted grass, his whole body was full of anxiety, Qin Ruan thought that this is how he looked like a child.

   She glanced at the time calmly, and said to him, "Understood, you hurry up and solve He Nianzhen's matter. I have children waiting at home, so there is no time to delay."

  Ke Zhibin and Ke Yiming, their father and son, stared at Qin Ruan in disbelief.

"you have children?"

   "You actually gave birth to a child?!"

   The father and son spoke in unison, and they were greatly stimulated.

   Qin Ruan raised the ring on his hand that was put on by the third master himself: "I'm married."

  The voice is calm, and there is no show off.

   Ke Yiming covered his heart, feeling that his heart was broken.

   After so many years, he finally found the goddess, and he was told that other men had taken the lead. How could he accept it.

   Before he really started to pursue, he had already lost his love.

   Ke Zhibin slapped Qin Ruan on the head for fear of annoyed Qin Ruan when he saw the appearance of his younger son.

   "Stinky boy, don't make a fool of yourself here, get down to business!"

   Ke Yiming covered his head and said with a face full of tears: "Dad, am I your own?"

   "I picked it up!"

  Ke Zhibin was almost enraged by his younger son, and kept telling himself that this was his own, his own, so he had to hold back.

He turned around Ke Yiming's head, shifted his son's eyes that were staring at Qin Ruan, and urged in a deep voice, "Hurry up and find what your Auntie He left on it, and the matter will be resolved early, and I have to pick up your Auntie. go home."

   Thinking that He Nianzhen was dead, Ke Yiming stopped playing tricks and focused all his attention on the computer screen in front of him.

   It may be that he was too excited, his little finger touched the fingerprint recognition mouse on the side, and directly clicked into an entrance marked with red text.

   A huge window popped up on the computer screen, and the scene in the eyes of the three people was a black and white marble floor, a simple European-style room with dim lighting.

   In front of the long table displayed on the screen, there were six people with black masks, all dressed in black robes, and could not tell the gender of men and women.

  …

   At the same time, in Beijing, a monitoring department.

   "Boss! Something big happened!!"

   Sitting in front of several precision instruments, a young man in uniform discovered a piece of information that had infiltrated a certain power organization from China through professional skills.

   After confirming that the information was accurate, he stood up and exclaimed.

   He got up in a hurry, and the seat behind him was brought down to the ground, making a banging sound.

   The middle-aged man with a cup of strong tea stuck his head out of the office and asked with a tired face, "What are you yelling, what's wrong with my ears?"

   (end of this chapter)