Zombie little milk dog he is not good

Chapter 333
"Boss, we brought her here."

A man in a suit and leather shoes stood in the conference room. He combed his hair back delicately. He stood upright on the spot, with his back behind his back. He raised his right hand slightly, and two black beads collided with each other, spinning in the palm of his hand again and again. with.

Leng Huang looked at this, her pupils shrank almost subconsciously.

"Mr. Z."

The man with his back to them turned around slowly, revealing that face that almost suffocated Leng Huang.

The corners of Zhang Shijing's lips outlined a careless smile, "Girl Lenghuang, what a coincidence, we meet again."

The corners of Leng Huang's lips became paler, staring at him tightly without speaking.

Zhang Shijing pretended to be surprised and said, "Hey, girl Lenghuang, don't you think it's incredible to see me?"

Leng Huang pursed her lips, "I should have guessed it."

Yes, she should have guessed.

Zhang Shijing, who is so afraid of death, how could he just die?Now that he appeared in front of her alive, she felt normal.

It turned out that this was the reason why Liming Group did not let her go.

Zhang Shijing stared at Leng Huang and sneered: "It's been half a year, and the life of a traitor is quite comfortable."

Leng Huang raised her eyes, and nodded as if nothing had happened, "It's not bad, at least I don't have to lick the edge of the knife every day to live."

Zhang Shijing walked over, raised his hand and slammed it down on that delicate face.

"Snapped--"

A loud slap rang out, Leng Huang turned her head the moment she was slapped, and the man's palm print gradually appeared on the right face.

Messy hair covered Leng Huang's eyes, she panted slightly, but didn't make a sound.

"Jianren!" Zhang Shijing raised his hand and slapped again, "You are just a dog under my feet, how dare you have the intention of betrayal!?"

Leng Huang: "..."

She tilted her head, with a desolate and lonely smile on the corner of her lips.

If it wasn't forced, who would want their hands to be covered in blood?Especially working for such a conscienceless person, she just felt dirty.

If there is even the slightest chance to resist, she will seize it without hesitation.

Zhang Shijing narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Are you guilty? Don't dare to speak?"

Leng Huang still tilted her head, with her mouth closed, she didn't seem to want to speak at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Shijing's eyes became colder.

He took two steps back, and continued to spin the bead in his hand, "Don't talk, right? Then your good friend is not so lucky."

Leng Huang curled her fingertips slightly, "What do you want to do?"

Shili must not come to rescue her, absolutely not.

Because someone like her with blood on her hands...she doesn't deserve it.

Zhang Shijing seemed to have grasped her handle, and lifted her chin with his index finger, but there was a dark smile in his eyes: "Good girl, listen to me carefully, I will not treat you badly."

"........."

Zhang Shijing suddenly seemed to be touched by something dirty, he quickly moved his hand away, took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

He threw the handkerchief casually and fell to the ground, his expression became cold-blooded.

"Bring her in and do as I tell you."

"Yes, Boss."

The man in black carried Leng Huang forward again. There was a glass wall in the conference room.

But behind the glass wall was a laboratory room full of instruments, two men in black carried Leng Huang and walked towards the laboratory.

"Lie down, don't move!"

The man in black rudely threw Leng Huang on the experimental bed, and fixed her limbs with braces.

A man in black took a syringe from the side, and mercilessly pierced Lenghuang's arm again.

(End of this chapter)