Chapter 89

Cheng Ran's voice was full of questions: "don't you believe me? When did I lie to you?"

He Chuan thought over there. It seemed that it was true. What the boss said had never broken his promise, and she also had a loud name among them, called the prophet.

As long as she predicted, most of the things would happen, even if they didn't, but the result would come true sooner or later.

This is one of the reasons why they admire the boss.

He Chuan decided to trust the boss as always: "OK, boss, I'll do what you say and refuse him first."

"Go ahead. I have to see someone."

"Boss, who are you going to see?" He Chuan thought in his mind that the boss should not go to see a little lover with Feng moye behind his back.

"I contacted a new person. He had Tian Jing's information. I didn't think it was comprehensive enough."

Cheng ran also found it on the Internet when she was working in the morning. The price is very high. However, considering Tian Jing's special identity, she thinks she can reluctantly believe it. If she doesn't give the money to a liar, she won't lose anything to her.

"Then go and be careful. I'll let you know if I have any news."

"Well, hang up."

Cheng ran hung up and walked to the alley across the road. She made an appointment with the man in this place. She probably came too early and no one came yet.

She took out her mobile phone and was about to call the other party when Feng moye called in.

Cheng ran hesitated and slid down the answer button.

"I've finished reading the contract. Put it on my desk. Just ask Che Jin to pick it up."

"You're not in the company?"

"No, i..." before Cheng ran finished his words, he saw several men coming from all directions, some riding motorcycles and some getting down from vans.

Feng moye obviously hears that Cheng Ran's voice suddenly becomes noisy. In addition, Cheng Ran's words are only half said.

The man frowned: "Cheng ran, where are you?"

Those people obviously came for themselves. Cheng ran flashed a fierce look between his eyebrows and eyes, and even his voice became serious.

"I hung up a little in advance."

"Cheng ran..."

Feng moye calls Cheng Ran's name again, but he can only hear the cold beep on the phone.

He shouted at the door, "Chejin, come in!"

Che Jin hurriedly pushed open the door of the office: "what's the matter, Mr. Feng."

"Check Cheng Ran's location right away." The man looked nervous and gloomy.

Che Jin has never seen Feng always look so flustered, and he doesn't dare to ask more.

"I'll check it right away."

When Che Jin came back, he didn't dare to neglect.

"My wife is in the alley near the company."

"Go and have a look."

At the moment, Cheng Ran is standing in the alley surrounded by those tall men, but he doesn't see the slightest fear on his face.

She glanced coldly at these people: "who sent you?"

To find her at such a precise location, I think I had her whereabouts before I came.

The man in the head carried a baseball bat on his shoulder with a toothpick in his mouth. He looked like a local ruffian.

"We are only responsible for finishing our work. We have no comment on who wants to fuck you."

The younger brother behind the toothpick man looked at Cheng ran up and down with unbridled eyes.

"Brother, this chick is so beautiful and has a good figure."

The people next to him were also smiling.

"Brother, wait a minute. You go first. We'll do what we want."

They are rubbing their hands one by one. It seems that they can't wait.

The toothpick man simply said to Cheng ran, "someone wants your innocence. You cooperate with us. The brothers can make you more comfortable, or we won't care if we hurt you."

"Yes, little girl, don't worry. I'm sure you'll be satisfied with that."

With that, someone went up to reach out and touch Cheng Ran's face. Before he touched it, Cheng ran looked at him with a cold look, grabbed his wrist, raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach. The man stepped back.

He covered his stomach in pain. His face was pale and a cold sweat was seeping from his forehead.

"My stomach hurts..."

"Elder brother, this dead girl can't believe she knows Kung Fu."

The toothpick man was a little surprised, but he was not in a hurry. There were so many of them. Would he still be afraid of a little yellow haired girl?

He raised his hand and looked at Cheng ran.

"Little girl, no matter how good your Kung Fu is, you can't beat so many people here. If you're smart, serve our brothers well. If you have to resist, we'll have to beat you one by one."

His shameless words made other men behind him show disgusting smiles.

Cheng ran only felt that the eyes of these people disgusted her very much. A pair of eyes swept these disgusting faces like a sharp knife.

"You want to touch me!"

The man who was beaten by Cheng ran covered his stomach and felt the murderous spirit in Cheng Ran's eyes. He was inexplicably flustered.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the toothpick man's clothes: "brother, let's forget it. I always think this woman is not simple. When you look at her, I always feel cold."

It's like being stared at by a pair of death's eyes.

The brother next to him couldn't help laughing at him: "big turtle, you've been kicked. I'm afraid it's too embarrassing for our men. I'll see how my brothers treat her later."

The toothpick man told his brothers.

"Take her down first."

Cheng ran disdained to pick a provocative tail: "you go together. I have something to do later. I don't have time to delay my efforts with you here."

This is so arrogant. Coupled with Cheng Ran's disdainful expression, it's absolutely amazing.

The toothpick man and his brother behind him couldn't help coaxing.

"The little girl is crazy. Let's go together."

"Hey, hey, we don't care. I'm afraid your little body can't stand it."

He meant something, and several others laughed together.

Cheng ran casually picked up a stick from the ground and pointed at them with great momentum.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry."

The toothpick man spit the toothpick on the ground: "brothers, let's go together."

Several people rushed towards Cheng ran angrily. Cheng ran clenched the stick in his hand and rushed towards the group with fierce anger. His skills were extremely vigorous and his eyes were filled with a sense of awe.

The toothpick man didn't expect a little girl to be so good. He roared angrily.

"Don't show mercy to me!"

"Yes, brother."

Even though Cheng Ran is sensitive, he can't stand the other party's large number of people. He is also colored in many places, but the light in his eyes has never been dim.

The car in the distance suddenly shouted.

"Mr. Feng, those people are fighting with their wives."

Feng moye looks at the petite figure in the crowd not far away. Even if there are so many people, he sees Cheng ran in the crowd at a glance.

He could not help frowning: "this girl is nonsense!"