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Chapter 295
At five o'clock in the afternoon, a meeting has lasted from morning to now, and more than a dozen shareholders have not touched a drop of water. Yang Mo either has afternoon tea or wants to eat. You can say whatever you want, and the bills will be placed under the names of these shareholders."

Yang Mo wants to hurt more and lose more, this is not a man.

But she has a gun in her hand, and no one can do anything to her. She wants to call the police but has no communication equipment.

The bodyguards Yang Mo was looking for were also tall and big, and they were scary to look at.

Now I am hungry and scared, and I dare not speak out. Sitting in the conference room, I feel like I am sitting on pins and needles.

Yang Mo was tired after sitting for a whole day, and was a little impatient. He turned his head to look at An Zhe, who was as hungry as he was, and was even more annoyed when he saw that he was watching a good show: "Look, I'll go to the hospital for reexamination."

Throwing the gun to An Zhe, he stood up: "Today, if they don't take out the money, they won't give them away. They won't be able to eat anything. If they starve to death, they'll count as one. If they don't listen to you, they'll all be killed. Put my name on it, and I'm going to die." , who am I afraid of!"

"Are you going to the hospital?" Angela held her back, feeling inexplicably angry.

I said before that if I don’t give it to eat directly, I really won’t give it. I was hungry for a day, and I didn’t say anything.Now that the marriage is not divorced, she just wants to see her little lover?

"It hurts, it hurts..." Yang Mo slapped his hand away and looked at him: "Attack your boss, deduct money from your salary!"

An Zhe picked him up and glanced at the assistant: "Listen to Madam, I'll take care of something, I'm afraid it may hurt the wound, I'll accompany him to have a look."

"Who is your wife! Divorced!"

"Boss! You're dead! Who runs the company?"

"I'm dead! You, a couple of dogs, just got what you wanted!"

"To shut up!"

"It's impolite! Withholding wages!"

Yang Mo was hugged and left the office just like that, leaving a group of stunned people behind.

downstairs.

An Zhe did not let go of Yang Mo along the way, causing a commotion along the way.

When they arrived at the door, they met Qingliu who was looking for Anzhe.

Seeing the two of them hugging each other, she just felt that she was cheated and remembered what that person said.

——"They are just partners in deceiving you. Maybe they just abandoned you. Now they have not got the money, and they have hurt their face. The loss outweighs the gain."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Qingliu didn't suppress her temper and walked out.

"Zhe...you...what are you doing..."

When An Zhe saw Qingliu, he paused for a moment. Originally, Yang Mo was unhappy about seeing his little lover, but his face darkened instantly. He turned around and walked towards the car, drove, and left directly.

"What? Don't love me anymore? You are the Bai Yueguang who abused me for five years because of him." Yang Mo leaned on the seat and covered his heart with one hand. The wound there was the most painful. She was extremely used to it back then. Time has not adapted to this body, forgetting that there is no spiritual protection.

In addition, she likes to kill, so she didn't kill her wounded well.

She embraced, as long as she couldn't die, she would do it like a dead man.

Nothing was peaceful today. When the window was smashed a few times, it was completely torn apart. The blood that was finally stopped by An Zhe's tug before it collapsed again.

"I found a little bit." An Zhe said flatly, and the car speeded up unknowingly.

[Candidate: Anzhe/Qingliu
Heart rate: 11
Abuse Value: 20/70.]
[The cumulative abuse value reaches 100, and you gain control of your body once. ]
[Please take the body control time of the candidate on the big turntable, and the early control of the eighth-floor examination room is often.

60 minutes.

24 hours.

On the 7th.

On the 15th.

On the 30th.

Candidates are asked to draw within 1 minute, otherwise it will be invalid. ]
(An Zhe) took a breath and clicked down.

No matter what time it was, he had to go out immediately.

The desperate person outside must have come out, otherwise she wouldn't be risking her life like this.

[7th. ]
"Use it immediately." (An Zhe) pointed his hand on the screen nervously, wanting to break the ring and want to go out.

Squeak——

Fengchi's car suddenly stepped on the brakes on the road, dragging out a long black mark.

With such a huge impact, Yang Mo knocked his head directly, and his head suddenly became a big bag, and the man in the space (Yang Mo) disappeared into the darkness, rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, and screamed in pain.

Yang Mo, who was with her, couldn't afford to be injured, after all, her body was hers. When she was stabbed, she was paralyzed by the pain. She almost scolded (Yang Mo), but she didn't dare.

At this time, she also screamed with a headache.

outside.

"You're looking for death... um..." Yang Mo was about to kill him when he opened his mouth, but who knew that his whole body was enveloped by him.

This abnormal appearance made Yang Mo stunned for a moment, his dull eyes moved, and he squinted when he thought of something.

It turned out to be out.

"Does it hurt? Is there any discomfort there? It's okay, I'm here, I'm here..." An Zhe let go of her, and hugged her tightly, his whole body trembling.

"Mo'er...my Mo'er...you have been wronged, I'm sorry...that bastard dared to treat you like this."

Yang Mo moved his body, tilted his head and came out to look at him. He held his face in his hands and said in a very soft voice: "Little thing, you hurt me. If you are disfigured, I will kill you."

An Zhe looked down and saw the bag on her head, took a breath, tilted his head, and stretched out his hand to press it.

"Pain Pain!"

Sad drama!Hold back!
Yang Mo yelled a few times for the effect of the show.This world must be tortured!Not enough, either you abuse me or I abuse you.

He came out in a hurry, such a bad reaction, someone must pay the price.

"Why is it me!" He picked up something casually in the car and threw it at him.

An Zhe could only bear it, he was already very light, otherwise Yang Mo's bag would have to be in a big circle.

"It hurts so much, you deserve it!" An Zhe drove towards the hospital with a serious face on purpose, and said unforgivingly, "A woman picked up a golf club and smashed the glass! You deserve it if you die!"

"Don't do it if you want to die! I can help you!"

"An Zhe! You look so disgusting!" Yang Mo wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said in a cold voice, "It's for Qingliu! For your white moonlight! Think about it yourself!"

"You say you love Qingliu, and then you flirt with other women on the bed. Don't you have any reaction in your heart? I feel sick for you."

"Are all of you men like this? Say one thing with your mouth, but do another thing with your hands?"

"You are cheap! I didn't say you!"

"Mo'er! Accumulate some morals." Before the traffic light, An Zhe stopped the car, and the anger in his mouth seemed to be uncontrollable: "It's not something clear to anger me."

"So what? You can kill me now if you have the ability! Anyway, I won't live long! I'm afraid you won't make it?" Yang Mo smashed the tissue in his hand, unbuckled his seat belt, and opened the car door: "Anyway, I don't feel well! Why don't you just hit me to death! So that you and your little lover will have a deep love."

Snapped--

The car door was slammed shut, Anzhe smashed the steering wheel a few times in anger, and there was another sound of closing the car door.

"Da Malu, why are you crazy?"

He grabbed Yang Mo hard, pushed Yang Mo back into the car, and kicked the accelerator to get out.

On the side of the road, a person holding a camera and waiting for the traffic light clicked and clicked a few times, took a picture of what happened just now, and muttered: "There is a new theme."

(End of this chapter)