This villain's style is crooked

Don't be angry, don't be angry, bastard farts.

Lu Cha pretended not to hear Gu Mingchen's ridicule, and quietly cut the rope behind her.

Four more.

However, Gu Mingchen seemed to have opened up the conversation box, fiddled with the metal flip of the lighter in his palm, and there was a slap from time to time, which made people tremble: "You said...how is Nanyan better than me? Why do all shareholders choose to support he?"

"I was able to handle the company's affairs independently at the age of 13. I got up early and worked late every day, and didn't even have time to rest. And what was he doing at that time? Fighting? Begging?"

"The Gu family, the company, the group, and the position of the heir are all mine. Why did they all change when he came back?!"

Gu Mingchen roared, uncontrollable anger and hatred rolled in his body, casting a layer of haze on those long and narrow phoenix eyes.

bang bang bang! — There was an urgent knock on the door.

"Heh, here comes the garbage." Gu Mingchen revealed a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth, and pressed the control switch in the mobile phone software.

The smart door lock opens.

Deer tea drooped its eyelashes slightly.

There are still two.

Nan Yan rushed in almost at a stride, with sweat dripping from his forehead, panting slightly, obviously rushing here at the fastest speed.

He immediately looked at Lucha not far away.

When he saw the redness and swelling on the girl's face, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the thick frost between the brows was so thick that it couldn't be melted.

How dare Gu Mingchen treat her like this? !

Snapped!

Gu Mingchen threw the documents he had prepared long ago on the ground in front of Nan Yan: "As long as you kneel down and sign this equity transfer letter, and give me a few more bangs, I will return this idiot to you, or else... ..."

He raised his hand, pressed his fingertips on the pulley of the lighter, and there was a bit of madness and joy in his eyes:

"I've turned on the gas, and once it encounters flames, it will explode instantly."

"No one wants to live!"

Gu Mingchen smiled distortedly.

So what if Nan Yan is not afraid of death, it is enough for him to be afraid of Jiang Lucha's death!

Not daring to bet on the concentration of gas here, Nan Yan clenched his hands into fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms.

It seems that he is hesitating, but he is actually estimating the distance between himself and Gu Mingchen, and whether he can subdue him with one blow.

He was afraid that once he handed over his cards, he would not be able to protect Lu Cha.

But Gu Mingchen had lost his patience, and slid the pulley in vain, but the flames did not burst out, but the squeak made Nan Yan's heart tighten.

"Don't think about making small moves, your lives are in my hands."

"Now, immediately, do as I say."

Gu Mingchen looked domineeringly at Nan Yan, who clenched his teeth and looked ugly, but did not notice a slight "click" behind him, like something snapping completely.

Just when Nan Yan bent his knees to kneel down, a small white hand pinpointed Gu Mingchen's wrist, and quickly snatched the lighter away.

Lu Cha kicked heavily on the waist of Gu Mingchen who hadn't reacted yet: "Beat him!"

Almost at the moment she said these words, Nan Yan rushed forward and threw down Gu Mingchen who wanted to resist, and his fist like a hammer hit his face fiercely like a shooting star.

Angry flames rose from the dark and stern eyes, like a bloodthirsty beast that broke out of its cage after being enraged, leaving Gu Mingchen who was held down powerless to fight back.

Nan Yan's thumb firmly clasped Gu Mingchen's eye sockets, and slapped him on the right side of the cheek like crazy, not letting anyone dodge in the slightest.

The eyeballs were suddenly under heavy pressure, bloodshot like frost on the glass in early winter, gradually spreading to occupy the entire pupil.

Gu Mingchen roared in pain, but what responded to him was a more violent beating.

But after a while, the flesh on his right face fell into a weird slump, it was suspected that the cheekbone was broken and lost its support.

And his eyeballs also ruptured, and traces of blood flowed out, as if they were Gu Mingchen's silent tears.

"Woo-wah--" the sound of a siren sounded outside.

It was Lucha who asked the system to call the police just now.

She gently put her arm around Nan Yan's shoulder: "It's ok, it's hard to explain if I was killed in a while."

The girl's sweet voice made Nan Yan regain a little bit of reason, he could barely stop, and there was a lingering murderous intent in his eyes.

Nan Yan staggered to his feet, and suddenly saw Lu Cha's fingertips were bloody.

He immediately wiped off the blood stained on his hands with his clothes in a panic, and carefully wrapped her wound with a tissue: "I'll take you to the hospital now!"

"En da."

Lu Cha let Nan Yan pick her up.

She leaned against the boy's arms, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in her heart.

Deer Tea thought it was caused by the strenuous exercise just now, with a wrinkled face doubting:

The original owner's health is so poor, can he really sleep?

-

After completing the notes with the police, Nan Yan took Lu Cha to the hospital to bandage the wound.

Although the fingertips were only scratched by the razor blade, not too deep, and the wrists were only scratched by the rope, Nan Yan was still worried. to the middle of the forearm.

A bench in a hospital corridor.

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Nan Yan gently applied the deer tea ice to the redness and swelling on his face, and his heart felt as if being poured by scalding hot water, extremely uncomfortable:

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well..."

Lu Cha raised her hand and gently blocked his lips: "It's okay."

"Look, I'm fine now."

The little girl smiled sweetly, and stuck out her tongue mischievously to make a face.

Knowing that she was comforting himself and not letting him blame himself, Nan Yan gently patted her head.

But sadness and guilt still flowed from his brows and eyes.

If Gu Mingchen ignited the lighter out of control today, if Lucha didn't cut the rope.

He couldn't imagine what would happen.

An unspeakable panic climbed up his back, as if turning into invisible vines, wrapping around his neck, tightening more and more.

Nanyan trembled uncontrollably.

The dull and oppressive chest seems to need to be relieved.

boo~

His lips suddenly touched a piece of tenderness.

The girl's eyes were full, clear and lively, like the gentle spring breeze in March, which instantly soothed the dryness in Nan Yan's heart: "Let's go home."

Nan Yan nodded obediently.

Fortunately, she is here.

-

Jiang's house, at the gate.

After watching Lu Cha go in, Nan Yan dialed a number: "Fill it out for Gu Mingchen, and lock it in the basement of that house in the suburbs." 166 novels

"Process until I am satisfied."

The person at the other end replied respectfully: "Yes, young master."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Yan gently closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair.

Now, only Gu Zhengfeng and the Gu family were left.

The car was eerily quiet.

But in the villa a few meters away, there was a lot of crying.

Jiang's mother shrugged her shoulders, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, what if he hurts my Chacha, what if he hurts my Chacha?"

Jiang Xiaowan's eyes were also red, and tears fell down: "If I had been more vigilant at that time, Chacha would not have been kidnapped, woo woo, it's all my fault."

Seeing the two hugging and crying together, Jiang's father sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to say that Nan Yan had sent a message and he had saved the person, don't worry, he heard the nanny's exclamation:

"Second Miss! What happened to your hand?!"

Father Jiang stood up abruptly, his eyes turned red instantly.