How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2583 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1145 If he was even a second late, she would become a fool.

"Let go of me! Bei Fanxing, you are a fucking lunatic!" Deng Meng screamed, struggling desperately.

But it seemed that all of her efforts were nothing more than the beating of a one or two-year-old child to him, and it would not bring him the slightest pain.

The sharp needle pierced into the skin of the neck, a sharp tingling sensation spread throughout the nerve endings, and the feeling of despair spread rapidly in the limbs.

The man pressed the needle with his right thumb and was about to push the liquid inside when something slipped past his eyes quickly and forcefully, and his right wrist was swung away heavily.

Deng Meng clearly felt that the cold and violent aura that had been approaching so close was gradually receding, and opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw that the right hand of Beifanxing, which was still holding the needle just now, was already dripping with blood.

"Take three steps back." In front of the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows, the face of a man in black tights was a little paler than usual, and his hand was aimed at Bei Fanxing's eyebrows accurately.

"I won't have the patience to say it a third time, take three steps back." The extremely chilling voice penetrated the darkness of the night.

Bei Fanxing stood still, his bloody hand didn't seem to belong to him at all, and he frowned without even provoking him: "You have lost the most basic ability to judge."

"I hope that when I push this tube of medicine into Hao Xiaoman's body, you can still applaud me calmly."

After calmly saying a word, the index finger moved without hesitation.

boom----

Bei Fanxing was forced to take a step back.

The man then pulled again.

boom----

Bei Fanxing's thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was already covered with a layer of frost, and he had no choice but to take another step back.

After being forced back three steps in a row, bright red blood flowed down the five fingers of his right hand, winding into thin blood streams on the ground.

Ji Shengbai still didn't relax in the slightest, the gun in his hand was aimed straight at him from beginning to end, he raised his left hand, and ordered in a calm and calm voice: "Come here."

With trembling hands, Deng Meng pulled out the syringe at his neck and threw it away, trotting all the way behind him, his legs still couldn't stop feeling weak.

She thought with lingering fear that if he was even a second late, she would become a fool.

"Go out first and wait for me outside."

Deng Meng originally wanted to wait for him to be with her, but looking at the current situation, not only is she useless here, but she will become a burden to him. After thinking about it, she had to go out first.

Just as she walked out of the main building, she saw An Luo standing outside the door waiting for her.

Against the backdrop of the night, the girl's skin looked particularly pale, and she walked back and forth as if very disturbed. When she saw her coming out, she rushed forward and said, "How is Mr. Bei? Are you injured?"

Deng Meng: "..."

That bastard from Beifanxing fired her in cold blood because she washed one of his coats by mistake. She was the one who tried to get her back, but something happened right now, and she first The only thing I care about is that guy!

How heartless!
Deng Meng looked at her angrily: "You don't care if I'm hurt or not?"

After a pause, he asked belatedly, "By the way, how do you know about us?"

An Luo lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, expecting Ai Ai: "I called Ye Sheng and asked him to let Mr. Ji come over."

Deng Meng was taken aback.

In other words, she indirectly saved her life? !

This thought flashed through my mind, and the anger and resentment in my heart dissipated unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)