Chapter 646 Abuse scum, the sixth brother supports [2 more]

   Chapter 646 Abuse of scum, the support of the sixth brother [2 more]

  Si Fuqing has also seen Xu Lingchu’s movies, and she also recognizes it.

  If Xu Lingchu was still alive, he would definitely be the best actor in the international grand slam.

   Her fingers clenched, then loosened, and went to the hotel where Greta stayed.

   At this time, Greta was contently removing her makeup in front of the mirror.

   She just took off her false eyelashes, and with a bang, the door of the presidential suite was kicked open.

   Greta didn’t react, her hair was caught.

   The pain of the scalp being torn off made her cry so much.

   She was forced to raise her head, and the next second she met a pair of cold fox eyes.

  “!”

   Greta’s heart skipped a beat.

   When she saw the owner of her eyes clearly, she was shocked and angry: “Si Fuqing, what do you want to do? Don’t you want to be in the entertainment industry!”

   How dare you break into her residence?

Where is    Glenn?

  The highest performing arts hall in the world.

  Technology is of course very developed, there are cameras everywhere, what can’t be photographed?

   Greta couldn’t believe that Si Fuqing just grabbed her by the neck and dragged her out.

   She screamed desperately: “Si Fuqing, let go!”

   But she shouted so loudly that some staff passed by, but they didn’t even see her.

How is this going? !

   “Shh—” Si Fuqing opened his mouth and smiled coldly, “I’m scared now, what will I do later?”

   All the way, no matter how Greta screamed, no one paid any attention to her.

   She was dragged all the way into another hotel by Si Fuqing.

   After seeing Sang Yanqing, Greta suddenly widened her eyes and blurted out, “Why are you alright!”

   She used Xu Lingchu’s affairs to lure Sang Yanqing to commit suicide. How could Sang Yanqing sit here so well?

   “What’s the matter?” Si Fuqing looked at her, “Just because of your mental interference?”

   Hearing this sentence, Greta groaned in her heart: “How do you…”

   “How do I know?” Si Fuqing wiped his hands and stepped forward unhurriedly, “How about trying real mental interference?”

   Greta’s pupils shrank suddenly, she opened her mouth and smiled reluctantly: “You…what are you talking about…”

  Si Fuqing put one hand on her head and said lightly, “Try it, you won’t die.”

   “Boom!”

   As if something popped out in my mind.

   In an instant, Greta’s eyes fell into darkness, and she was pulled into an ethereal nightmare.

   Layer after layer, the cycle is endless, there is no way to advance or retreat.

   In this endless nightmare, Greta saw all the lives she had taken from her hands since she entered the entertainment industry.

   She was wrapped in dripping blood, screaming constantly, but she couldn’t escape at all.

  Sang Yanqing saw Greta’s eyes blank, the cold sweat on his forehead kept pouring out, his facial muscles were shaking constantly, and his face was as pale as paper.

   At the same time, she was also a little curious: “Qingqing, she is…”

   “I’m trapped in my own spiritual world.” Si Fuqing casually said, “I like to interfere with other people’s spirits, so I should try it myself.”

  Sang Yanqing didn’t understand: “Spiritual world?”

“Onmyoji pays attention to the soul and body, and the evolutionary pays attention to the spirit.” Si Fu poured a glass of water, took a slow sip, and added, “She thought she was an evolutionary, with some evolutionary genes, but unfortunately she was incapable of learning. After a little hypnosis, I thought it would turn the world upside down.”

  Sang Yanqing felt that he needed to rebuild his worldview.

  Onmyoji she can accept, what the **** is an evolutionary?

Thirty minutes later, Si Fuqing snapped his fingers and released Greta’s mind control.

“what-!!”

   Greta let out a shrill scream.

   She hugged her head and slumped to the ground.

   The pain in her brain made her completely unbearable, and she kept rolling on the ground.

   “Si Fuqing, what are you trying to do?” Greta was devastated, “You dare to kill?”

   She still doesn’t understand what Si Fuqing did to her.

   “Oh?” Si Fuqing smiled, “You said you wanted me to kill myself silently, so that the public would think that I was suffering from depression, then do you think, can I?”

   The tone of this sentence is flat, there is no ups and downs, as if it is just asking what tea to drink today.

   But Greta felt an unprecedented fear. She was sweating coldly and screamed again.

   “Click!”

  Si Fuqing’s fingers stuck out like lightning and locked her throat: “You are noisy, shut up.”

   “Si Fuqing, hahahahaha, you’re dead.” Greta gritted her teeth and said, “I have a chip on my body, I just contacted my father just now, and my brother must have known about it!”

   “The economic lifeline of the entire Western Continent is in the hands of my brother. You don’t want to go back to Daxia, you just wait here to die.”

   Greta’s expression was a little crazy: “If you dare to touch me, you and your family must be buried with me!”

   “Really?” Si Fuqing said in a low voice, “Then I will accompany you to wait for your brother.”

  **

   On the other side, the Principality of Muston.

   At five o’clock in the afternoon, the king invited Raphael into the palace for dinner.

   “Brother.” The king coughed lightly and pushed a stack of official documents over, “This is a recent accumulation of affairs, please help me deal with it.”

   After he finished speaking, he put his hands together, and his eyes only revealed a signal—

please.

  Raphael waved lazily and refused ruthlessly: “No, don’t disturb me, I’m pursuing a young lady.”

  The king got stuck, and then jumped up like a rabbit: “Little, miss?”

   There are many members of the royal family of the Duchy of Muston, but there are not many direct descendants.

   has been passed down to Raphael’s generation, and only two brothers are left.

   What worries the ministers most is that neither of the brothers is married yet, and there is no successor to the throne.

  When the king wanted to ask something else, the butler knocked on the door: “Your Majesty, Your Highness, it’s Mr. Nome.”

  The king said, “Come in.”

“Your Majesty, Your Highness.” As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he knelt on one knee on the ground, and he looked anxious, “My daughter Greta just sent me a distress signal, and she was given to me by a wicked Daxia woman in Glenn. caught.”

   “That Daxia woman even wants her life. This is simply provoking the authority of our Muston royal family. Please save her, Your Majesty and His Royal Highness, and must severely punish that Daxia woman!”

  Raphael finished his last bite of steak and looked at the king with questioning eyes: “Who is Greta?”

  The king said blankly: “I don’t remember either.”

   He was almost overwhelmed by all kinds of official duties, where would he have time to remember the titles conferred by the previous king?

   “Okay.” Raphael stood up, “I just happen to be going to Glenn to meet my friends, Uriel, let’s go.”

  King: “…”

   He hates.

   He not only failed to push the affairs to Raphael, but had to be pulled out by him.

   “Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Highness.” The middle-aged man was overjoyed, “We will definitely remember the kindness of Your Majesty and His Highness to Greta.”

  **

  Glein is adjacent to the Principality of Muston, and the voyage takes one and a half hours.

   In this one and a half hour, Greta once again realized what it means to be alive rather than dead.

   She is constantly in endless nightmares

   When she couldn’t bear it anymore, she was pulled out by Si Fuqing again.

   And so on and on.

   Greta was on the verge of collapse.

   She started roaring furiously and slammed into the wall. She smashed her head and couldn’t get rid of her mental torment.

   “Si Fuqing, you devil!” Greta went crazy, “You are not human!”

   “What is this?” Si Fuqing was unmoved, “You haven’t been forced to commit suicide, have you?”

“boom!”

   At this time, the door was knocked open.

   The middle-aged man rushed in: “Daughter!”

   When he saw Greta’s forehead covered in blood, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward: “Greta, it’s alright, Your Majesty and His Highness are here, and they will definitely decide for you.”

   “Si Fuqing, you didn’t expect it…” Greta looked up, her face was pale, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile, “I said, in front of me, you will always be just a plaything of capital.”

   “I am an earl conferred by His Majesty the King himself, how can you compare?”

  Sang Yanqing lowered her voice and asked quietly, “Qingqing, has her brain been damaged by your play?”

   Even her first contact with the evolutionary person knows that the evolutionary person is not controlled by the world at all.

  Si Fuqing: “She doesn’t have this.”

  Sang Yanqing: “…”

   Footsteps sounded, and Raphael, still wearing a white court uniform, appeared at the door.

   “Brother!” Greta brewed tears, and immediately rushed towards Raphael, “Brother, you are finally here. If you don’t come, I will die here today.”

  Raphael’s footsteps stopped.

   “Brother, she grabbed me from my room indiscriminately.” Greta burst into tears, “Brother, you must decide for me, brother.”

  The king frowned.

On the way   , he had already investigated what Greta had done.

   He has already sentenced Greta to death.

   His elder brother is only his younger brother. How could the sound of elder brother make him so upset?

  The king made another note in his heart.

  Raphael raised his eyes.

  Si Fuqing just leaned on the chair and looked at him with a lazy expression: “Yes, I did.”

  Raphael withdrew his gaze and looked down at Greta: “Why did she bully you?”

   “Brother, she is the one who is jealous of me.” Greta is so pitiful, “Both she and I have a movie to participate in the selection of the Grameen Awards next year, and she hates me for winning more awards than hers.”

   “She even asked RM and Lan to kick me out, brother, don’t invest in RM and Lan anymore.”

  Raphael hummed and asked casually, “What do you want to do with her?”

   Greta was a little surprised, but she didn’t show it: “She violated my life, I am the Countess of Muston, I want her to be publicly executed, and I also—”

   Before she could finish her words, her feet were off the ground.

   Her throat was clasped by Raphael’s hand, and the air gradually began to thin.

   Greta’s eyes widened: “Brother…”

   “Miss Countess, right?” Raphael paused, as if he had just remembered this matter, he smiled coldly, “Then from today onwards, you will not be Miss Countess.”

   Today’s Sixth Senior Brother is worth a monthly pass!

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   Sixth, fight for your anger 🙂

   The names of the dukes and kings come from two angels in the Bible: Raphael and Uriel, but this book has nothing to do with the Bible

   See you tomorrow~

   (end of this chapter)