Sweetheart,Don't run away

"Li Luo, you really think you are the boss of Fusheng now. Don't you know who he is? I say you have a bad brain or hearing impairment, or you have a bad brain and need to be repaired. Does a big meal make you think he is poor

"AIMUN, what do you mean? You have a bad brain."

"It's me. I have a bad brain. I'll tell you now. He's Robert, the founder of ZX company in Paris. Do you think he's poor?"

Then he was surprised. All of a sudden, I can't speak.

After a look at Aimeng and Robert, he angrily walks back to Jack and pulls him up.

Because Mo Yanke didn't show up for two days, Ronghe department store was already in a mess. Wang Xiang looked at the joke with a cold face, hoping that the bigger the trouble, the better.

"Mr. Mo, why don't you come here? Are you going to give up or how to say it?"

"Don't worry. Wang tezhu has not been here today. He said that Mr. Mo told us to be calm."

"I heard that it was Mr. Mo's wife who had a car accident and was hospitalized, so Mr. Mo didn't care to take care of our business."

Wang Xiang listened, but suddenly had a mind.

Back to the office, immediately packed up things, driving, with things prepared in advance, rushed to the hospital.

Found the ward, coincidentally, as if God is helping her, quietly opened the door, but saw the ward in addition to Aimeng, empty.

AIMUN on the bed is asleep. Lie there quietly.

Wang Xiang reached out and grabbed Aimeng's neck. Then he quickly pushed Aimeng's head with his other hand, holding what seemed to be black.

Originally, she didn't sleep very well. She knew someone came in just now, but she thought it was mo Yanke, because Mo Yanke said that she would go to Wang Jie to find out her physical condition. Robert went out and said he was going to buy something delicious.

All of a sudden, there were still some people who didn't respond. They cried out in horror, "ah --" and stared. The next second, she was forced into Wang Xiang's arms. While her neck was held tightly by Wang Xiang's powerful arm, a cold gun was placed on her head.

It's a gun.

Isn't gun control very strict in China? Why does he have a gun? Is this gun real or a so-called toy pistol? I don't know.

I can't worry about that much now.

"Who are you? Are you looking for the wrong person?" Being held around her neck, she made a uncomfortable sound.

"Who is it, who am I? You should ask your dear husband, he is not very powerful. How, when you are choked by me, where are others? I tell you, you'd better cooperate with me, otherwise I won't blink an eye."

"What on earth do you want to do? I have nothing to do with you. I don't know you. Do you have any words to say well? You are not only dangerous, but I am also dangerous. You know, I am still a patient. I just had a car accident yesterday and walked from the gate of death. Now I am still very weak. I have no room to fight back. You should calm down first. If you have any words, we can say well. What did Mo Yanke do to you just now Is that right? "

AI dreams of delaying time as much as possible. He hopes to wait until Mo Yanke appears. Now he goes to find Wang Jie and calculates the time. He should have been gone for almost half an hour and should be coming back soon. Now Mo Yanke will come back as soon as possible. This is the hospital. Let's not say whether the gun is true or not. If it is true, it will be inevitable that there will be so many patients in the hospital It's going to hurt the innocent.

"I tell you, it's no use. I don't care whether you are a patient or not. I just want to know that you are mo Yanke's wife. He doesn't care about you very much. He's very nervous. I can't move him, but I can move you. You say, if I hit you in the head with one shot, do you think the head will blossom all of a sudden, or will it flow out a terrible brain? ”Wang Xiang's mood is a little excited at the moment.

Then the arm pressed on her neck tightened a little bit. Aimeng tried to hold his arm with his own hand, hoping to reduce the weight on her neck. As a result, it really couldn't work.

the strength of a man is bigger than that of a woman. Although this man is thin, she has a lot of strength, and she added yesterday, There is no strength at all today. I'm still dizzy after such a stop.

Some of the mouth can't speak, the words are intermittent. "Please let me go first. I can't speak any more. Let's talk about what we have. Anyway, there is no one now. I won't call anyone. Let me go first. I'll cooperate with you whatever you want to do. You mention Mo Yanke repeatedly, but you have to tell me what Mo Yanke has done to you so that I can help you."

In fact, Aimeng was afraid, and her back was in a cold sweat, in the cold winter of December.Hearing AI Meng's words, Wang Xiang's hand seemed to relax a lot, but he didn't let it go. Maybe he was also weighing it in his heart. After all, he was a woman with no strength to bind a chicken. It didn't play much role. Even if he let it go, it was hard to really have anything.

However, he still has his scruples. After all, it's a hospital. People come and go, and it's inevitable for doctors and nurses to walk around. If someone comes in at that time, he won't be able to go out.

What we need to do now is to take this woman out first and leave the hospital, so we have a great chance to succeed.

It's on her head, but it's a gun that can kill her at any time. How can Aimeng really relax?

at such a moment, she has no idea what to do. She just hopes Mo Yanke will come back soon. If she could escape the disaster, she thought she would have a good talk with him. But now, she really has nothing to look forward to.

There is absolutely something wrong with this person's spirit. It seems that every sentence of those words is directed at Mo Yanke. So what happened in the middle.

At present, this man seems to be young, so what is the deep hatred? If we want him to take such a risk and come to the hospital to hold him, so many people in the hospital will be seen at any time, has he planned for the worst.

"Can you let me go? My breathing is a little difficult. I just had an operation yesterday. I can't really do anything to you. I'm a little difficult to breathe now. Since you will come to me, you want to use me to lead Mo Yanke out. If you hurt me, or something, do you think you can do anything to Mo Yanke?" AI dream words, let Wang Xiang slightly Leng Leng. As if thinking about something.