Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

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In the dim and damp black room, a pair of slender legs walked towards them.

They just guessed something when they saw the shadow on the ground. They hugged each other and stared at it defensively.

Until that dark shadow approached him.

In an instant, the dark room brightened up immediately.

With a bang, a chair was placed in front of them.

Mo Ziqian sat on it like a king, looking down at the four men.

Before Mo Ziqian could speak, they couldn't stand Mo Ziqian's cold aura, and said, "Young Master Mo, I was wrong, I was wrong—"

One of them spoke first, and as if they had found a gap, they knelt down in front of Mo Ziqian without hugging each other, and kowtowed to admit their mistake.

One by one, heads hit the concrete floor with a bang.

Mo Ziqian had no expression on his face, and stared at them with cold eyes.

They kowtowed for a while, and red bloodstains appeared on the ground before Mo Ziqian said, "Who told you to do this?"

Mo Ziqian's words were obviously cold, as long as they were not satisfied with the answer, he would make them look good on the spot!

As soon as those people heard it, they immediately came from the truth and told the story.

They picked up the kidnapping of Suman online, and the other party contacted by phone, a woman who seemed to be in her 40s or [-]s.

When Mo Ziqian heard this, he didn't continue to ask, but asked them who made the move and knocked Suman unconscious.

Three people pointing to another person at the same time.

They didn't know how Mo Ziqian made the move, but they heard the man's heck, shrill voice, which kept echoing in the empty dark room, sending chills down their spines.

They just saw a man in a suit behind Mo Ziqian offering a white towel.

Mo Ziqian took it and wiped his hands several times.

The man behind him handed over another towel, and Mo Ziqian wiped it again.

The man handed over a new towel.

Mo Ziqian wiped it three times before stopping.

The white towel fell on the ground and was immediately covered with dust.

The three people saw that the place where there was no dust was still as white as new.

Mo Ziqian asked again, who drugged Su Man?

The remaining two pointed at the leading man at the same time.

Now the man became frightened and could only kneel in front of Mo Ziqian and beg for mercy.

But Mo Ziqian was not soft-hearted at all.

The man's forehead was bleeding, but Mo Ziqian still didn't soften his heart.

In the room lit by candles, Mo Ziqian's hand was raised and lowered.

A man behind him delivered a small package and threw it on the ground.

The black cloth bag was opened, and it was full of needles, and there was still liquid in the needles.

When the man saw these things, he was immediately frightened and immediately urinated.

He thought that the push needle tube was full of medicine, all of which were injected into his body, that's not a single word, death!

The man kept backing away, hitting the wall.

The black room is very spacious and shadowy, like a ghost.

"Young Master Mo, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me go!"

The man is still begging for mercy.

But Mo Ziqian glanced at him, looked at the other two, and said, "You want me to do it?"

Facing the test of life and death, they didn't care about other things, and the remaining two walked away holding the syringe like a man huddled in a corner.

The man immediately yelled, "Stop, I'm your boss!"

However, before the man's voice fell, one of them picked up a needle and stuck it on the man's body.

The needle on the needle tube was very thick, and there was a lot of liquid in it. The man screamed while killing a pig.

One person started, and the other started to prick with the needle.

The man who was originally the leader was stabbed with two needles, and he was heartbroken. Anyway, he will die tonight, and he will pull two backs.

He also picked up the needle and stabbed at the opponent.

There was a wail, and another wailing continued.

It was quiet outside the police station.

The bodies of the three people gradually swelled up, and the eyes became a slit.

They all had many needles stuck in their bodies.

Mo Ziqian left without looking at them.

Of course, what Mo Ziqian took out of the needle was nothing else, but a very painful potion. This kind of potion would not kill someone, but only made the other person feel pain.

The pain was intangible, like it was buried deep in the flesh, on the bone, or in the stomach.

After the injection, they all fell to the ground, howling.

Mo Ziqian had already left, and the person who left last cleaned up the dark room and left.

Mo Ziqian got the information of the four men and sent someone to investigate.

Finally, Mo Ziqian set his eyes on Tang Yishan.

Tang Yishan is not in China, she is already abroad.

Before Tang Yishan left, Wen Xinlan met Tang Yishan.

Mo Ziqian frowned.

Li Ai paused, stood up anyway, and said, "Master Mo, the matter you asked me to investigate last time has already come out."

Mo Ziqian looked at Li Ai, his eyes seemed to understand everything.

Li Ai said, "One year ago, the young lady was kidnapped by Miss Wen Xinlan, and during the detention of the young lady, a large amount of blood was taken from the young lady, and she was secretly sent to the hospital where Miss Wen Xinlan was hospitalized. The blood on Miss is replaced by that of Young Madam."

Listening to Li Ai's report, Mo Ziqian immediately clenched his fists and threw himself on the car.

The Porsche's thick car door immediately bulged and protruded a large piece. Mo Ziqian's sword eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were as deep as ink, bottomless, his nostrils were wide open, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and there was an icy breath Spray out.

Mo Ziqian did not return to Mo Mansion, but asked people to check again what role Wen Xinlan played this time.

Not long after Mo Ziqian's call was made, another call came in.

After Mo Ziqian answered the phone, he immediately became angry, and this time he couldn't hide his anger anymore.

Mo Ziqian coldly ordered people to turn the car around and drive to the place where Wen Xinlan lives now.

Wen Xinlan was anxious at home for a while.

Tang Yishan's phone call hasn't come yet, and she doesn't know how things are going.

A few days ago, Tang Yishan bought her apartment and her house. Wen Xinlan raised 900 million from her savings to Tang Yishan.

Tang Yishan sent Wen Xinlan the photo Su Man caught.

Wen Xinlan happily transferred the money.

Tang Yishan even told Wen Xinlan that they should not meet each other and make less phone calls, so as not to be discovered by Mo Ziqian.

At first, Wen Xinlan was also happy to accept it, but as time passed, Tang Yishan hadn't called her yet.

During the period, Wen Xinlan called Tang Yishan, Tang Yishan's cell phone was turned off, and she called again later, but the number was empty.

Wen Xinlan went out to look for Tang Yishan, her little man in Lan Kwai Fong, but they couldn't find Tang Yishan.

Wen Xinlan seems to understand one thing, she seems to be cheated by Tang Yishan.

All of Wen Xinlan's belongings were taken away by Tang Yishan.

Moreover, there are more difficult things now, Mo Ziqian is investigating her.

Wen Xinlan felt anxious for a while in a remote small hotel.

Wen Xinlan called Tang Yishan again, but the other party still had a cold mechanical voice, and the number you dialed was an empty number.

Wen Xinlan got angry and smashed the phone against the wall.

Then, Xin Xinlan smashed things in the hotel.

The crackling sound is especially prominent at night.

Wen Xinlan's actions quickly attracted the attention of the hotel owner, who went directly to Wen Xinlan's room door and knocked on the door.

Wen Xinlan was agitated when she heard the voice outside the door, but she didn't answer.

The owner of the small hotel, who used to be a young man out of society, is now in his 40s and has a very violent temper.

He knocked for a while, but Wen Xinlan didn't come to open the door, so the boss took out the key to open the door.

The boss looked up and saw that the room was in a mess. The desk lamp, air conditioner, desk, and desk lamp were all broken, and the bed sheet and quilt cover fell on the floor.

The room Wen Xinlan lived in was the best room here.

The boss was furious in his heart, so he stepped forward and slapped Wen Xinlan across the face, cursing, "Why are you so crazy in the middle of the night? I'm in a hotel, not a place where you smashed it!"

Wen Xinlan was slapped, her face was burning with pain, looking at the cheap things on the ground, she felt disgusted, she raised her eyes and stared at the middle-aged man, and shouted, "I'll just give you money, it's all broken things, hit me! "

Wen Xinlan was very angry at the thought of being beaten by this middle-aged man, and she got up from the ground to find the middle-aged man desperately.

Although the middle-aged man is not messing around anymore, he still has some kung fu.

Wen Xinlan was grabbed by the hair by the middle-aged man before she got close.

Xin Xinlan was in pain and could only look up at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glanced at the things on the ground and said, "Okay, you broke my room, and you will pay a hundred thousand!"

Wen Xinlan looked at the broken cheek ornaments on the ground, and said, "One hundred thousand, you can rob people, these things add up to less than ten thousand, one hundred thousand, do you think I have never seen the world?"

Wen Xinlan was naturally unwilling, besides, she didn't have 1 yuan, the money was given to Tang Yishan, and she only had more than [-] yuan.

Hearing what Wen Xinlan said, the middle-aged man immediately became unhappy, frowned, slapped Wen Xinlan again, and said, "Bah! I have the final say here, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, give me the money!"

Wen Xinlan didn't have [-] yuan, so she said, "Why are these things worth [-] yuan? You are blackmailing me!"

The middle-aged man slapped Wen Xinlan again, and said, "I installed this room myself. It took time and effort. It won't be more than a hundred thousand!"

The middle-aged man stared at Wen Xinlan closely, not letting go of the strange look on Wen Xinlan's face, and before Wen Xinlan could speak, he said, "Is it because I don't have money?"

Wen Xinlan's eyes widened a little as if she had been guessed by a middle-aged man.

It was this movement that made the middle-aged man narrow his eyes.

He looked at Wen Xinlan's luggage and immediately walked up to it.

Seeing the situation, Wen Xinlan immediately stepped forward to fight for it. There was only more than 1 yuan in the suitcase, which was all of Wen Xinlan's belongings. What would she do if this middle-aged man took it away?
Wen Xinlan went to snatch the luggage, but the middle-aged man naturally didn't allow it, and kicked Wen Xinlan away.

Wen Xinlan's lower abdomen was kicked and fell to the ground, her skirt was lifted up, revealing a pair of snow-white legs.

Without Wen Xinlan's hindrance, the middle-aged man quickly opened the suitcase, took out Wen Xinlan's handbag, opened it, and took out more than 1 yuan in money.

The middle-aged man counted the money, 5000 yuan.

The middle-aged man patted the money in his hand, looked at Wen Xinlan, and said, "It's only 5000 here, and you're still [-] yuan short!"

Wen Xinlan's only money was also taken away by a middle-aged man, so she was naturally very angry.

Wen Xinlan roared, "I won't give it!"

At the end of the day, Wen Xinlan didn't feel the danger yet, she put one hand on her belly and stared at the middle-aged man fiercely.

The light in the small room was a little blurry, but when it shone on Wen Xinlan's body, something strange appeared.

When the middle-aged man saw Wen Xinlan's exposed legs, something strange appeared in his eyes immediately.

Wen Xinlan watched the middle-aged man's eyes change, feeling a little uneasy.

Following the eyes of the middle-aged man, Wen Xinlan saw the corner of her skirt rolled up, and immediately reached out to stroke the corner of the skirt.

The middle-aged man approached Wen Xinlan, the expression on his face had changed.

The middle-aged man took a few steps, turned around, closed the door of the room, and locked it.

Only then did he walk towards Wen Xinlan, Wen Xinlan sensed the danger, stared at the middle-aged man defensively, and said, "What are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)