Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

  Chapter 139 Something happened late, please beat me to death【First Order】

  Meeting room

   Quietly, the huge projection screen played a report from a certain executive. The room was dim, and Fu Chen's face became more and more gloomy and condensed. Everyone held their breath and carefully observed his emotional changes.

  Fu Shen squeezed the phone tightly, and the scream made his heart tremble.

  There was a piercing knock, and the call stopped abruptly...

  Seeing that he looked wrong, Shifang hurriedly turned on the lights.

  Fu Chen's face was solemn, his eyes were cold, and he said nothing, got up and walked out.

   "Vice President Sun, you will continue to preside over the meeting and come back to compile a report to me." Shifang hurried to catch up after speaking.

  Leave everyone looking at each other with a dazed expression.

   "What's the matter? I have been in the company for five or six years. San Ye has never been surprised. This is the first time I have seen him show emotions."

  As soon as Fu Shen left, the strong sense of oppression was instantly removed. After everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they began to discuss in a low voice.

   "Even if he is usually angry, he just stares at you, cold and violent, and his face suddenly changed last time. It was the old lady who suddenly fainted last year. This time..."

  "I don’t think it’s a family matter. I haven’t noticed that Sanye has changed to a smartphone recently? It’s not the latest model. Don’t you think Sanye is in a situation?"

  ……

  Vice President Sun got up, patted the table, "Still discussing? Continue the meeting."

  **

  Fu Shen walked out of the meeting room quickly, Shifang had already stepped forward to help him press the elevator, and when Fu Shen passed, the two of them went directly to the elevator.

   "San Ye..."

  When Fu Shen called Song Fengwan again, the phone could no longer be reached. He called Qianjiang again, and he could make the call, but he remained unanswered.

  Look through Qianjiang records.

  [Miss Song went to Wanbaohui, Wenhui Road]

  He twisted his eyebrows, then dialed the phone again.

  Duan Lin Bai just took a shower, brushed his teeth, and took a hair dryer in the bathroom to make a hairstyle. The phone rang for a long time, but he didn't hear it until someone knocked on the door...

  As soon as he turned off the hair dryer to open the door, the door was knocked open suddenly.

  The two Fu family rushed in, fierce and evil.

  Fucking?

  What a suffocating operation.

   "What are you...what are you doing!" This peculiar thing is so big and thick, and it keeps staring at him, what the **** is it.

   "San Ye Phone." One person handed him the phone.

  Duan Linbai rushed to pick up the phone, and said timidly, "Hey—"

   Breaking in early in the morning, this is to scare someone.

   "Something happened late."

"Your daughter-in-law has an accident, why are you looking for me?" Duan Linbai stayed up late last night eating chicken and playing games, his mind was still dizzy, and suddenly exploded after a second, "What are you talking about, sister-in-law? "

   "At your Wenhui Road Wanbaohui Shopping Mall, you will immediately ask someone to help me take a look."

   "Okay." Duan Linbai threw the phone to the person, picked up his phone, turned the number and called, picked up his coat and ran out.

  The security of his mall has always been good, how could something go wrong?

  It's that **** dying again.

  **

  Wanbaohui Shopping Mall

  Song Fengwan heard someone calling her, "Song Fengwan?"

   turned his head subconsciously, and saw the two social youths leaping towards him, his heart beating.

  Just now in the elevator, the two people looked at her with unscrupulous eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable. She got off the elevator and entered the crowd, and she felt more at ease.

  She thought that when there were many people, the two would leave by themselves, but she did not expect that these two people would come to her.

   also followed her all the way to the garage.

   Holding the mobile phone in her hand, she subconsciously made a call out. Just after the call was connected, one of them had already pressed her shoulder.

  Song Fengwan subconsciously screamed, raised his hand holding the phone, and slammed it at him.

  The man was hammered in the chest and raised his hand to knock her phone off.

   A muffled sound, the phone fell to the ground and the screen shattered.

  Song Fengwan also took the opportunity to break free.

  "Who are you? What do you want to do." Her heart clenched. She had encountered this situation for the first time. Her back was covered with cold sweat and her mind went blank.

  For an instant, many scenes that can only be seen on TV appeared in my mind. The chill spread from the soles of the feet, like a poisonous snake, cold and with sharp fangs.

   wrapped around her, the blood all over her body slowly condensed and cooled.

   "What do you think we want to do?" The man who had just been beaten by her stretched out his hand and rubbed his chest. He was too close to her. The turbid breath made people feel nauseous while breathing.

   "The picture is good, I didn't expect me to look better, brother, I will be blessed today." The other person grinned, rubbed his chin, and looked at her.

  Colorful, directly naked.

  Song Feng looked around at night, because it was the morning, the shopping mall was few people, and the underground garage was very empty. Looking around, there was no one, and the vehicles were scattered and scattered.

   "What nonsense, hurry up." The man rubbed his chest, and the monkey stepped forward in a hurry.

  Trying to grab her arm, Song Fengwan threw two cups of milk tea at him. The person stretched out his hand to cover it, and then raised his eyes. Song Fengwan had already run away.

  "Damn, chase!" Another person raised his foot and chased him.

  **

  Qianjiang first stepped downstairs and drove. As soon as he parked the car at the elevator entrance, he heard a scream.

   Song Feng is late.

  He tightened his fingers, and just about to push the door and get out of the car, several young people with sticks appeared in the rearview mirror. It seemed that someone had premeditated.

  As soon as he opened the door, a man approached with a baseball bat, and he raised his hand to block it directly.

  The man's movements froze. When he was stunned, Qianjiang bent his knees and raised his feet, kicking him into the air.

  The strength is great, and the attack is extremely ruthless.

  The young man was caught off guard, and fell to the ground with a butt, his whole bones were knocked apart, and the baseball bat rolled to the ground.

  The few people who came around were dumbfounded.

  Isn’t that a 17-year-old girl, a driver in her thirties?

  What's so special...

   did not say that this driver is a practicing family.

  Qiane took off his suit jacket, pulled off his tie, loosened his cuffs, and picked up the baseball bat on the ground.

  "Why are you still stunned, come on!" The five of them couldn't beat him.

  A few people took a look, and swarmed toward him!

  I saw Qianjiang picking up a baseball bat and rushing over, smashing one person's head into blossom.

   "Duang——" With a muffled sound, the man fell down.

  These people are ordinary punks. When they saw the blood, they panicked instantly.

  One of them rushed over again, Qianjiang raised his hand, and hit the baseball bat directly on that person's arm.

  He softened his hand, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground. Accompanied by the crisp sound of cracking bones, the strong baseball bat snapped at the waist.

  "Fuck me, shit——" One tremblingly took out a switchblade from his pocket, the knife was not opened, Qianjiang strode over...

  A round kick, the man lost consciousness on the back of his hand, and the sharp knife fell on the ground with a crisp and muffled sound.

  The remaining two people backed away in horror.

  Qianjiang looked around, the underground garage was empty, and the sound of chasing footsteps not far away seemed particularly clear.

  He glanced at the other two with cold eyes.

   Aura is indifferent and intimidating.

  The two almost scared to pee.

  Qianjiang raised his foot to chase after him, and there is no time to pay attention to these young people for the time being.

  **

  Song Fengwan is not familiar with the environment of the mall, relying on the signs on the wall, rushing to the exit, hoping that someone will pass by and help her.

  After all, she is a girl, and she is still carrying a bag, which is unavoidable. She ran for two to three hundred meters, and one person pulled her backpack from behind. The inertia was too great, and she almost pulled her whole person back.

  Song Fengwan was shocked and wanted to give up her backpack.

  When the heavens and humans were fighting, they finally gritted their teeth, turned their heads, and slammed their backpacks back, holding the bag to continue running wildly.

  In normal times, she doesn't work so hard, people are pressed into a hurry, and she will always explode with unlimited potential.

   "Why didn't you eat breakfast!" The man behind caught up, three steps in two steps, grabbing Song Fengwan's clothes, and pulling her back.

   "Smelly girl, you can run quite well!" The two were not professional thugs, and they ran for a few steps, breathing heavily.

   "Who are you guys and what do you want to do." Song Fengwan struggled to break free, the power disparity was huge, and finally couldn't break free.

   "I don't know what I have done, we are also the people with money, helping others to eliminate disasters."

   "What are you going to do with her, hurry up and drag it over there." Another person pointed to the blind spot in the garage.

  Song Fengwan is not stupid, the two of them don’t rob money, they definitely want...

  She tried her best to break free, so she could pierce the back of one of them directly with her finger.

   "Are you special..."

  The man was beaten by Song Fengwan just now, and his chest was still aching. He couldn't wait to drag her to a quiet place, put her on an empty car, grabbed her bag, and reached out to tear her clothes.

  The person leaned over, and the turbid, pungent breath made her feel shocked.

  "Go over there, be careful that someone comes over!" The other person was slightly dissatisfied, looking around.

   "I just want to teach her a lesson!" The popularity was declining.

  While he was talking, Song Fengwan jumped and kicked his lower body violently. The man's face turned from red to white, then iron-blue, and he backed away while clutching his crotch trousers.

  "Fuck--" Just as the man next to him was about to rush over, Song Fengwan suddenly took out a carving knife from his bag and lay between them.

   "Don't come here!" Song Fengwan was short of breath, holding the knife, his fingers were numb and trembling, his hair was messy, and his clothes were torn in embarrassment.

  Only those phoenix eyes are so black that they are shiny.

  "Such a small knife, who are you scaring." The man quenched his mouth in disdain.

  The handle of the carving knife has only the thickness of small fingers, and the knife edge is fine and small.

  Only the blade is sharp, as if wrapped in a layer of ice, in the dim environment, the sharpness is revealed.

   "You come here again, I'm not polite to you!" Song Fengwan held her bag tightly in one hand, and tentatively stepped back.

  She came here this time to wire the Furong Stone. She was afraid that the hole she had drilled was too small, so she brought the carving knife. Unexpectedly, at this moment, she became the only tool for self-defense.

   "Sister, be more obedient, brother will be more gentle." The man smiled extremely wretchedly.

  Song Fengwan is different from them. She knows that the carving knife can cut copper and jade and chisel hard stones, which is a hundred times sharper than ordinary props.

  She held the carving knife and fine-tuned her breathing to calm herself down.

   "Are you a toy knife or a pencil sharpener?" The man smiled and rushed towards Song Fengwan.

  Song Fengwan's heart was beating, and when he came over, he raised his hand and stabbed him...

  Qianjiang was running from not far away, watching Song Fengwan take a knife and pierce the man’s arm, his arm suddenly lifted...

  The black leather jacket of the young man was cut a dozen centimeters apart, pierced through the flesh, and blood rushed out instantly.

  The man didn't feel any pain for the first time. The incision was too thin, pierced into the skin, and it was as sharp as a needle puncture, making the cut, and the movement was even cleaner.

  The blade has no blood stains, very sharp.

  The blade of the knife shone like a frightening dark light.

  It wasn't until the blood spurted that he recovered and held his arm.

   "Fuck!"

  The young man who had just been kicked in the crotch stood up and rushed towards Song Fengwan, reaching out to drag her.

  Song Fengwan tried the knife, feeling at ease, not afraid of fear, and raised his hand to pierce his palm.

  This knife cuts the iron without any effort, not to mention the human flesh, the blade pierced his palm, and the man wailed loudly in pain.

  Isn’t she just a student girl!

  It’s not easy to hurt people with a knife.

   "Miss Song." Qianjiang shouted loudly, trying to shock the two.

  Song Feng was completely relieved when he saw Qianjiang coming in the evening. He held the carving knife tightly with his fingers, his body was weak and almost limp to the ground.

   "Run!" Just as the young man with his arms was about to lift his feet, he watched a group of people in security uniforms rushing over not far away.

  In all directions, swarming in.

out on a limb!

  **

  This mall is very close to Fu Chen's residence. Duan Linbai dragged his car all the way and arrived at the mall in four minutes.

   "Little boss, I'm in the underground garage. I'm under control." The store manager ran down from the office. When he reached the door, Duan Linbai's black supercar had stopped steadily.

   "Have you caught it?"

   "Well, there are seven people in total. Six were caught. I'm about to call the police."

  "Block the garage, and first beat the people to death."

  "Little boss?" The manager was surprised, "Is this not appropriate?"

   "It counts me for killing and disability!" Duan Linbai was irritated. If Song Fengwan had an accident in his mall, how could he explain to Fu Chen.

  The manager watched Duan Linbai running out while still wearing pajamas. He usually went out. Which time was it not sunglasses and mask, fashionable and glamorous, he instantly raised his spirits about what happened in the garage.

   "What are you doing looking at me? Go to work."

  "Okay!" The manager hurriedly called sideways.

  Duan Lin Baigang drove out of the garage and watched Fu Chen's car galloping all the way...

  This is coming by rocket, so fast!

  (End of this chapter)