Chapter 121

Smell speech, seal the corner of the mouth of late small ground twitch for a while, narrow long eyes flash a touch of unknown emotion.

"Anyway, our studio reserves the right to investigate this matter. Mr. Feng will receive our lawyer's letter within one week. At that time, we will ask Mr. Feng to cooperate with the investigation."

Zhong huini looked at Feng Chi for a long time. She didn't feel any emotion on her face. "Well, I think Mr. Feng is very tired. Now that she has finished what she should say, and Mr. Feng doesn't have any objection, please help yourself."

After that, he looked in the direction of the door.

Although she called the man in front of her one by one, her tone was full of undisguised aggressiveness.

Feng Chi looks at Tang Meng on the hospital bed, full of thoughts. For a long time, he doesn't mean to turn around and leave.

Zhong huini turned her head and motioned to stand beside Tang Meng's bed, a bodyguard in a black suit and black sunglasses.

The man came to Feng Chi with a deep understanding and said in a low voice, "Mr. Feng, please."

In front of him, the man was tall and standing in front of him, hiding a shadow and showing great momentum. He had to turn around and get out of the sick room.

Just after he left the door, he suddenly turned around. The bodyguard frowned and blocked his way. He had no choice but to take out the mobile phone in his pocket and put it on the other person's hand, saying: "this is Tang Meng's mobile phone."

Then he turned and left.

Just a few steps out, it seems that something is wrong.

Just put the mobile phone on the person's hand, the screen was still on, and a name called "five Ye" was clearly flashing on it.

Suddenly, he was stunned and stopped walking out of his feet. He clearly felt a violent shiver in his heart. Then he felt a stiff back and endless cold on his body.

For a long time, he comforted himself and said, "it can't be so coincidental. There are so many gangsters. They all like to call themselves masters. It's not necessarily the one who makes him cold."

However, he was obviously not convinced by his lies, and gradually felt that his feet were getting heavier and heavier, and his legs were like lead.

He has always loved to play and is well-known in the circle, especially women and gambling.

But fengjiajia has a big business, so fenglaozi naturally turns a blind eye, thinking that when he grows up and matures in the future, he should learn to inherit the family business.

In his opinion, Feng Chi's behavior is just a little child's trifling, which can't make the weather. In addition, Lan Qing always helps him with his friendship with the LAN family, so he doesn't restrict his old son too much.

Only one, can't have a festival with the fifth master, can't touch people who shouldn't be touched, can't play things that shouldn't be played.

The fifth master, as we all call him, has been involved in the underworld for many years and has also run some businesses in the white way. However, it is not known what he relied on to maintain such a large foundation.

Although he started out as a gangster, he always shows his kindness to others. He has a lot of friendship with the big guys in the business field. He never conflicts with others head-on, but solves problems secretly, and works steadily, accurately and ruthlessly.

Feng Chi finally couldn't walk. He sat down on the bench of the hospital, his eyes lax and didn't focus on a certain place, his face like ashes.

He felt that the fire he was excited about was burning to him at a speed that people couldn't escape. The tongue of the fire, like a python, came to him with a bloody mouth.

Li Qingning slowly opened his eyes, sat up, looked at the glass nutrition bottle that had already flowed more than half on his head, and then turned to look at the small diamond inlaid quartz clock on the table. It was almost noon.

Slowly, the feeling of splitting headache made her grin. She stretched out her other hand and tried to draw a circle on her temple. The scenes of last night came back to the edge of her mind.

The barrenness in her eyes, the endless thick dark red liquid, the overwhelming roar, the man's desperate eyes before death, Lan Qing's determined face, and the things that constantly rush out of her body are intertwined to strike her fragile nerves at this moment.

She felt that she was on the verge of collapse, and finally the huge psychological pressure made her unable to bear, hysterically "ah" all over.

After she pulled the infusion tube like this, the silver needle slipped out of her body, and the bright red blood slowly flowed out along the small eye of the needle.

Seeing the red, she completely collapsed, curled up at the head of the bed with her hands around her head, and tried her best to shrink into a small ball.

Sitting downstairs Lan Qing heard the movement of the upstairs, then got up and went up to her room.

The housekeeper quickly followed, thinking that he might be needed to help.

Lan Qing walked into the room and saw that she buried her head between her knees, shrunk into a ball and trembled. Her voice asked coldly, "are you awake?"

Hearing this familiar voice, she raised her head slightly from between her knees, only showed two dark and wet eyes, and looked at him quietly.

Half a sound, she just recovered calm, but silk ignored Lan Qing's greetings, selfishly got up, took the cotton swab of the head cabinet, randomly blocked on the back of her hand, and then, holding two legs, quietly sat on the bed.

Lan Qing seems to be very patient today. She doesn't get angry when she sees that she regards herself as the air. She just puts her hand in her pants, goes to her bed, sits on the sofa in front of her, frowns at her eyes and asks, "I'm talking to you, don't you hear me?"

Li Qingning asked: "I make you angry, do you want to solve me?"

Her eyes were abnormal, with a kind of contempt, even hostility, and a little stubborn and arrogant mixed in them, staring straight into his eyes.

When he heard this, he laughed instead of anger and said faintly, "Li Qingning, if I wanted to solve you, I would have done it long ago. You don't have to wait until you stare at me."

She still stares at him, trying to shame him with her justice and let him know how evil she is.

It just doesn't seem to work.

She tried to sound as cold as she could. "So what did he do, and you killed him so easily? After all, it's a life, not just a cat or a dog. What's more, you can't kill a cat or a dog at will. "

Lan Qing's eyes sank. Li Qingning looked at him with a cold look. He thought he had said something wrong. He was worried, but his face was still calm and his eyes were staring at him.

He said coldly, "he's the paparazzi who secretly photographed you and me and made news."

She still can't understand, looking at his eyes as if looking at a bloody executioner, full face undisguised disgust, "no matter what, even if he did a big mistake, you are not God, how can you decide his life and death?"