Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 670 Liu Liang is dead, and her soul is also gone
While the bodyguard was messing around with her, a large piece of flesh was bitten off his arm. He gasped in pain with a "hiss", raised his hand, and slapped Meng Lan:

"Bitch, the strength of the struggle is not small, let's see how I deal with you!"

After the words fell, countless iron rods attacked and fell towards her frantically.

The flesh on Menglan's back was ripped apart from the beating, and the flesh and the fabric of her clothes were all mixed together, which was hard to see.

There was still a strong smell of blood in the air.

I don't know how long the beating lasted, but Menglan gradually lost consciousness, and couldn't even feel the minimum pain——

At this moment, Liu Liang suddenly woke up, his palms clutched his chest, and he coughed violently.

"Ahem——" There was a fishy sweetness between his lips and teeth, and he vomited out blood!

Even though it was so uncomfortable, he was not afraid, and used his thin body to protect Meng Lan under his body.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Hearing his voice, Meng Lan felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and her mind was extraordinarily clear.

She stiffened her head, and slowly looked behind her, looking at the small figure lying on her body, tears fell instantly:
"Liangliang, you... let me go."

Those bodyguards would not show mercy, no matter who blocked her, they continued to beat her.

But Liu Liang exerted all his strength, unable to push it away, and murmured, "Sister, don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore, it won't hurt anymore..."

"Idiot, you idiot, let me go!"

Meng Lan tried to push him away, but her arms seemed to lose strength, and she couldn't push him away. She tried to hug her brother's body and lead him away from the right and wrong place, but... she couldn't escape.

Until she gradually felt her brother's breathing, getting weaker and weaker, and gradually...there was no breath!

Menglan's brain exploded with a "buzz", and she didn't resist any more. Her body was covered in blood, and she was sitting on the ground in a panic, her eyes gradually lost their luster, and she looked straight in the direction of her younger brother.

No.

impossible!

She stretched out her hand, her arm was shaking unreasonably, and her fingertips tentatively penetrated into her brother's nose——

Not breathing!
Not even a breath of breath!
boom--

At this moment, the sound of a police car roared from the Feng family compound. Steward Liu had already brought in the rescuers from the police station, and kicked open the gate.

The police officers all held a gun in their hands and immediately surrounded the living room.

The bodyguards also stopped what they were doing, dropped the iron bars, and squatted on the ground with their hands raised.

The situation finally calmed down, Steward Liu's eyes fell on Meng Lan's body, his eyes widened in disbelief, and then he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

"I'm sorry, Miss Meng, it's me... I'm late!"

And Meng Lan seemed to have lost her soul, her eyes were lifeless, she hugged Liu Liang who had lost her breath, and her lips moved:

"Liangliang, did you hear my sister calling you? Don't sleep, don't sleep, the ambulance will come soon."

But she knew better than anyone else that Liu Liang would not come back, and would never come back...

Meng Lan lay limp on the ground, not daring to look down at Liu Liang's face, her eyes hurt like hell, her heart felt as if she had been stabbed by countless daggers!

why?
God wants to be so cruel, she already has nothing, what can she do...to get her brother's life back?

she died...

Will she die?

"Liangliang, can you open your eyes, please, I promised you that I will accompany you to see the aurora in the North Pole, and I will also hire you an art teacher, you have such a talent for drawing..." At this time, Meng Lan's mind was very busy. Not awake, not even able to tell whether it is reality or a dream.

Her whole body seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, but her forehead began to drip with sweat.

Steward Liu looked at her and burst into tears, and couldn't help reminding her,
"Miss Meng, the young master has passed away, he left, can you leave him to us?"

died?
What does this mean... Why can Butler Liu say such things?
"No, it's impossible. He's not dead. Look, he's still angry!" Meng Lan roared angrily. She suppressed the pain in her heart and looked at Liu Liang in her arms.

But... what about that breath?
Liu Liang's face was extremely pale, with no trace of blood visible at all, extremely pitiful!
Meng Lan opened her red lips slightly, a fishy sweetness welled up in her throat, and in the next second, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The pain in her heart was like being stabbed by a knife. She was so painful that even her bones became weak, loose and weak!
"Miss Meng!" Before Meng Lan lost consciousness, she only heard Steward Liu shouting her name loudly, and rushed towards her like crazy.

But all she could see was Liu Liang's handsome little face, her eyelids were heavy and clenched, but she still tried to open her eyes, thinking... Just one look at him, just one look...

……

Tea room
There was green smoke in the room, Feng Mu and other company presidents sat around the round table, the tea set was placed in the center, and the waiter stood up from time to time to refill the tea for them.

Wang Zhishan followed Feng Mu closely, watching his expression carefully, feeling more and more uneasy.

Since she took office as the president of the Wang Group, Wang Guangkun has almost pushed most of the company to her. As long as she can start her career with peace of mind, the future will be bright.

However, Wang Zhishan is a love brain. After taking office, she originally wanted to wait for Feng Mu to come and strike up a conversation with her, but waited and waited, Feng Mu didn't come to her.

Wang Zhishan finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she took the initiative to visit Mr. Feng.

Thoughts back to last night——

She sat on the sofa, put her arms around Old Man Feng's arm, and acted like a baby,
"Grandpa, you said before that I am your favorite junior, and you also said that the daughter-in-law of the Feng family only recognizes me, so you can't go back on your word!"

"How come, Shanshan, I did say that, but don't you know Feng Mu, a brat? It's hard to shake what he believes!" Mr. Feng patted the back of her hand heavily. sighed.

When Wang Zhishan heard this, she became anxious, "Then what should I do, Grandpa, you have to find a way for me."

Old Man Feng was full of sorrow, he picked up the teacup on the table, put it between his lips and took a sip,
"unless--"

Seeing that there was still room for relaxation, Wang Zhishan quickly reached out to beat him on the shoulder, and asked flatteringly, "Please give me some pointers!"

"I can't talk about advice, but I can tell you what Feng Mu needs. He is a profit-oriented businessman. You have to prescribe the right medicine. For example, I heard that the Wang Group has recently launched a renovation project for an abandoned building in Ningcheng... "

Listening to old master Feng's formulaic words, the smile on Wang Zhishan's face froze suddenly.

She clenched her fist tightly, her nails sank deep into her palm, and secretly scolded him: "Old fox!"
(End of this chapter)