Chapter 500
Chapter 500
Chapter 500
She moved her body desperately, kneeled to Zhan Yunting's feet, kowtowed to Zhan Yunting again and again, "Cousin, please, for the sake of my aunt, please let me go! I didn't know that was your wife, I really didn't know It's Sun Wenxiang, that bastard Sun Wenxiang lied to me! He said it was his girlfriend, and he lied to me!"
At this moment, she hated Sun Wenxiang to death, wishing she could peel his skin, drink his blood, and eat his flesh.
If it wasn't for Sun Wenxiang, she is still fine at the moment, how could she be tied here?
The secret of the two people she killed will become a secret forever, instead of being exposed at any time as it is now, which is dangerous.
Zhan Yunting looked down at her, and his eyes flicked across her hands tied behind her back.
He suddenly stepped forward, bent down and touched Sun Wenyuan's hand.
Sun Wenyuan was shocked and struggled desperately with a pale face: "Let go of me, Zhan Yunting! You let me go, I am your cousin, how dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid that your aunt will have no peace in the underground? Zhan Yunting, let me go ..."
Xu Fei also saw that something was wrong, stepped forward and held down Sun Wenyuan.
Zhan Yunting took a ring from Sun Wenyuan's left hand.
Sun Wenyuan looked at the ring in Zhan Yunting's hand in horror, his voice broke into a howl, like a ghost, "Zhan Yunting, why are you robbing me? Give me back my things, give me back!"
Zhan Yunting took the ring in his hand and flipped through it.
The design of the ring is a snake with the eyes of the snake, which is composed of two rubies.
Zhan Yunting pressed a groove in the middle of the two eyes, and gently applied force.
A thin needle spit out from the snake's mouth.
Sun Wenyuan stared at the thin needle that popped out, his pupils dilated and his eyes were full of despair.
Zhan Yunting stared at the needle for a few seconds, squatted down, and stabbed Sun Wenyuan a few times.
Sun Wenyuan screamed again and again: "Don't! Don't, don't, don't! Ahhhhhh..."
Her voice was full of despair, extremely miserable.
Zhan Yunting's cold voice pierced through her screams and reached her ears: "The antidote!"
Sun Wenyuan collapsed on the ground, the fat on his body trembling violently, "There is no antidote... There is no antidote... There is no antidote..."
she is dying...
She was stabbed with a poisonous needle...
She is dying!
She doesn't want to die yet!
She doesn't want to die!
She rolled her eyes and passed out.
Xu Fei frowned, stepped forward to look, then looked back at Zhan Yunting: "I fainted from fright."
He looked at Zhan Yunting with worry, resentment, and distress.
He knows better than anyone what kind of life Zhan Yunting has lived in these years.
Both he and Zhao Dashan's family died young. They were single and had enough to eat, but the whole family was not hungry.
It seems miserable to have no family, but at least he and Zhao Dashan have been loved by their families meticulously.
When their parents were still alive, even though the family was poor, their parents still regarded them as treasures in their palms, and they kept close to them for any delicious food at home.
They are materially poor, but emotionally not lacking.
On the contrary, Zhan Yunting seems to have cast a good baby, but his biological mother regards him as nothing, and his biological father is busy with work and is not around all year round. The old man not only values him as the only blood of the Zhan family, he is strict with him, but also because the other half of his body is white Yan's blood, disgusted and loathed him.
Their boss didn't lack anything materially, but he never got love.
In their eyes, Zhan Yunting is as powerful as a sophisticated computer, no matter when and where, he can make the most correct and calm judgment.
He is as powerful as a computer, but also as cold as a computer.
They rarely felt emotional fluctuations in Zhan Yunting until he met Ming Youyin.
Their eldest is finally living like a human being, and he is still a happy man.
When they saw him injecting Ming Youyin with gentle eyes, they all felt happy.
But now, Sun Wenyuan said, there is no antidote to the poison on the poisonous needle.
He couldn't even imagine what Zhan Yunting would be like if Ming Youyin died.
So what if Sun Wenyuan was hacked into pieces?
He believed that their boss had the same thoughts as them at the moment, as long as Sun Wenyuan could keep Ming Youyin safe, they would be willing to keep Sun Wenyuan alive.
but……
He looked at Zhan Yunting worriedly, his heart clenched into a ball, worried and at a loss.
How to do it?
Could it be that their young lady can only wait to die?
Zhan Yunting looked at Sun Wenyuan who fainted from fright at his feet.
He could tell that what Sun Wenyuan said was true.
There is no antidote.
Originally, he hoped to get the antidote from Sun Wenyuan.
But now, Sun Wenyuan told him that there is no antidote.
Overwhelming despair overwhelmed him again, his eyes darkened, but he forced himself to calm down, and calmly ordered: "A Fei, wake her up, and ask where her poisonous needle came from."
Although Sun Wenyuan has no antidote, the person who made the poisonous needle may have an antidote.
Xu Fei nodded, "Yes, young master!"
Zhan Yunting turned around and walked out, "I'll go back to the hospital first, and let me know if there's any news."
He wanted to go back to the hospital and hand over the poisonous needle to Qi Muqing so that Qi Muqing could study the antidote.
Then, he wanted to go back to the ward to accompany Ming Youyin.
He tricked Ming Youyin to work in the company, and Ming Youyin would definitely miss him.
Because in her heart, he is now a patient who needs to rest and is very fragile.
But she still doesn't know that she is the one who is really vulnerable.
The fragile one doesn't know when he will close his eyes and leave him forever.
This thought made his heart feel like a knife, his eyes turned black, and his throat even filled with sweet blood, and he forcibly suppressed it back.
He opened the car door and went in, his eyes clear and firm.
She will not die!
She must not die!
No matter what the price is, he must save her!
*
At the same time, Sun Wenxiang, who had just come out of a certain bar box and was about to go to the bathroom to drain water, was suddenly grabbed by his neck from behind and dragged into the box next to him.
The door of the box was closed, but he still couldn't see anything clearly. A black cloth bag was put on his head.
Immediately afterwards, a fist hit his abdomen heavily, and he screamed in pain, before being knocked down to the ground.
The stereo in the room was turned on and heavy rock music was playing.
In the sound of music, Sun Wenxiang was beaten and kicked like a rag bag, screaming again and again.
He tried to resist, but the cloth bag around his neck, as long as he moved, the rope would become tighter and tighter.
He was so strangled that he couldn't breathe. He was afraid of being strangled to death, so he could only let others slaughter him.
Jian Che stared at Sun Wenxiang who was kicked all over the ground by him, his eyes were ruthless, and he kicked Sun Wenxiang ruthlessly in the abdomen.
Sun Wenxiang's screams were covered by the music in the room. He curled up in pain and begged for mercy.
Like practicing boxing, Jian Che pulled Sun Wenxiang's clothes and dragged him up from the ground, then punched him in the face again, knocking him to the ground.
One punch and one kick, one punch and one kick, Sun Wenxiang was knocked unconscious.
Seeing Sun Wenxiang shrinking to the ground and not moving, Jian Cheng stepped forward, stopped Jian Che who was furious, and said in a low voice: "Master, we can't fight any more."
(End of this chapter)
She moved her body desperately, kneeled to Zhan Yunting's feet, kowtowed to Zhan Yunting again and again, "Cousin, please, for the sake of my aunt, please let me go! I didn't know that was your wife, I really didn't know It's Sun Wenxiang, that bastard Sun Wenxiang lied to me! He said it was his girlfriend, and he lied to me!"
At this moment, she hated Sun Wenxiang to death, wishing she could peel his skin, drink his blood, and eat his flesh.
If it wasn't for Sun Wenxiang, she is still fine at the moment, how could she be tied here?
The secret of the two people she killed will become a secret forever, instead of being exposed at any time as it is now, which is dangerous.
Zhan Yunting looked down at her, and his eyes flicked across her hands tied behind her back.
He suddenly stepped forward, bent down and touched Sun Wenyuan's hand.
Sun Wenyuan was shocked and struggled desperately with a pale face: "Let go of me, Zhan Yunting! You let me go, I am your cousin, how dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid that your aunt will have no peace in the underground? Zhan Yunting, let me go ..."
Xu Fei also saw that something was wrong, stepped forward and held down Sun Wenyuan.
Zhan Yunting took a ring from Sun Wenyuan's left hand.
Sun Wenyuan looked at the ring in Zhan Yunting's hand in horror, his voice broke into a howl, like a ghost, "Zhan Yunting, why are you robbing me? Give me back my things, give me back!"
Zhan Yunting took the ring in his hand and flipped through it.
The design of the ring is a snake with the eyes of the snake, which is composed of two rubies.
Zhan Yunting pressed a groove in the middle of the two eyes, and gently applied force.
A thin needle spit out from the snake's mouth.
Sun Wenyuan stared at the thin needle that popped out, his pupils dilated and his eyes were full of despair.
Zhan Yunting stared at the needle for a few seconds, squatted down, and stabbed Sun Wenyuan a few times.
Sun Wenyuan screamed again and again: "Don't! Don't, don't, don't! Ahhhhhh..."
Her voice was full of despair, extremely miserable.
Zhan Yunting's cold voice pierced through her screams and reached her ears: "The antidote!"
Sun Wenyuan collapsed on the ground, the fat on his body trembling violently, "There is no antidote... There is no antidote... There is no antidote..."
she is dying...
She was stabbed with a poisonous needle...
She is dying!
She doesn't want to die yet!
She doesn't want to die!
She rolled her eyes and passed out.
Xu Fei frowned, stepped forward to look, then looked back at Zhan Yunting: "I fainted from fright."
He looked at Zhan Yunting with worry, resentment, and distress.
He knows better than anyone what kind of life Zhan Yunting has lived in these years.
Both he and Zhao Dashan's family died young. They were single and had enough to eat, but the whole family was not hungry.
It seems miserable to have no family, but at least he and Zhao Dashan have been loved by their families meticulously.
When their parents were still alive, even though the family was poor, their parents still regarded them as treasures in their palms, and they kept close to them for any delicious food at home.
They are materially poor, but emotionally not lacking.
On the contrary, Zhan Yunting seems to have cast a good baby, but his biological mother regards him as nothing, and his biological father is busy with work and is not around all year round. The old man not only values him as the only blood of the Zhan family, he is strict with him, but also because the other half of his body is white Yan's blood, disgusted and loathed him.
Their boss didn't lack anything materially, but he never got love.
In their eyes, Zhan Yunting is as powerful as a sophisticated computer, no matter when and where, he can make the most correct and calm judgment.
He is as powerful as a computer, but also as cold as a computer.
They rarely felt emotional fluctuations in Zhan Yunting until he met Ming Youyin.
Their eldest is finally living like a human being, and he is still a happy man.
When they saw him injecting Ming Youyin with gentle eyes, they all felt happy.
But now, Sun Wenyuan said, there is no antidote to the poison on the poisonous needle.
He couldn't even imagine what Zhan Yunting would be like if Ming Youyin died.
So what if Sun Wenyuan was hacked into pieces?
He believed that their boss had the same thoughts as them at the moment, as long as Sun Wenyuan could keep Ming Youyin safe, they would be willing to keep Sun Wenyuan alive.
but……
He looked at Zhan Yunting worriedly, his heart clenched into a ball, worried and at a loss.
How to do it?
Could it be that their young lady can only wait to die?
Zhan Yunting looked at Sun Wenyuan who fainted from fright at his feet.
He could tell that what Sun Wenyuan said was true.
There is no antidote.
Originally, he hoped to get the antidote from Sun Wenyuan.
But now, Sun Wenyuan told him that there is no antidote.
Overwhelming despair overwhelmed him again, his eyes darkened, but he forced himself to calm down, and calmly ordered: "A Fei, wake her up, and ask where her poisonous needle came from."
Although Sun Wenyuan has no antidote, the person who made the poisonous needle may have an antidote.
Xu Fei nodded, "Yes, young master!"
Zhan Yunting turned around and walked out, "I'll go back to the hospital first, and let me know if there's any news."
He wanted to go back to the hospital and hand over the poisonous needle to Qi Muqing so that Qi Muqing could study the antidote.
Then, he wanted to go back to the ward to accompany Ming Youyin.
He tricked Ming Youyin to work in the company, and Ming Youyin would definitely miss him.
Because in her heart, he is now a patient who needs to rest and is very fragile.
But she still doesn't know that she is the one who is really vulnerable.
The fragile one doesn't know when he will close his eyes and leave him forever.
This thought made his heart feel like a knife, his eyes turned black, and his throat even filled with sweet blood, and he forcibly suppressed it back.
He opened the car door and went in, his eyes clear and firm.
She will not die!
She must not die!
No matter what the price is, he must save her!
*
At the same time, Sun Wenxiang, who had just come out of a certain bar box and was about to go to the bathroom to drain water, was suddenly grabbed by his neck from behind and dragged into the box next to him.
The door of the box was closed, but he still couldn't see anything clearly. A black cloth bag was put on his head.
Immediately afterwards, a fist hit his abdomen heavily, and he screamed in pain, before being knocked down to the ground.
The stereo in the room was turned on and heavy rock music was playing.
In the sound of music, Sun Wenxiang was beaten and kicked like a rag bag, screaming again and again.
He tried to resist, but the cloth bag around his neck, as long as he moved, the rope would become tighter and tighter.
He was so strangled that he couldn't breathe. He was afraid of being strangled to death, so he could only let others slaughter him.
Jian Che stared at Sun Wenxiang who was kicked all over the ground by him, his eyes were ruthless, and he kicked Sun Wenxiang ruthlessly in the abdomen.
Sun Wenxiang's screams were covered by the music in the room. He curled up in pain and begged for mercy.
Like practicing boxing, Jian Che pulled Sun Wenxiang's clothes and dragged him up from the ground, then punched him in the face again, knocking him to the ground.
One punch and one kick, one punch and one kick, Sun Wenxiang was knocked unconscious.
Seeing Sun Wenxiang shrinking to the ground and not moving, Jian Cheng stepped forward, stopped Jian Che who was furious, and said in a low voice: "Master, we can't fight any more."
(End of this chapter)