Sweet Mommy, Go!

Zhaojingyi's hands that were hanging at his sides tightly gripped onto the corner of his clothes, and his voice trembled with anger. "Release them."    

    

"Boss." "Let me punch his teeth out and he won't be able to say anything."    

    

"Yes, boss." The other person was also in line, "We used so much effort to catch this person, we can't just let him go."    

    

Only after the three of them exchanged glances did Soongmingyang move his hands and feet, "Then let me see whether your fists are faster than mine or mine."    

    

Zhaojingyi didn't even have time to stop him before he rushed over with a wave of his fist.    

    

Soongmingyang nimbly dodged the fist, counterattacked with a kick, and the two of them clashed.    

    

Although he had some ability, he was not as strong as his opponent. He was quickly at a disadvantage, and luckily, Linmuyang and Linmuyang came over to help.    

    

Soongmingyang did not tell him the secret in a hurry. The reason why Zhaojingyi stopped him was because none of her subordinates knew.    

    

What kind of person was the scariest? The answer is that people who have nothing are the scariest. As the saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes.    

    

That was why it was most important to keep the threat chips.    

    

Seeing that Soongmingyang did not say anything, Zhaojingyi did not stop them either. How could the other five possibly watch as their brothers were bullied by the other three?    

    

Just like this, other than the Zhaojingyi, everyone else present was thrown into chaos.    

    

"Ah!" As the fight was going on, a sharp shout suddenly interrupted everything.    

    

Everyone turned around to see what had happened.    

    

Luxiangfeng put his blade on Zhaojingyi's neck.    

    

The moment he saw Luxiangfeng, Guchenzhe's nose turned sour and his heart felt as if it had been blocked by a huge rock.    

    

In just a few short days, Luxiangfeng had lost a lot of weight. He looked very weak, as if he would collapse if the wind blew. His face was bloodless, as if he had contracted a serious illness.    

    

However, Luxiangfeng acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to smile mischievously, "Capture the thief and the king first, I don't even know this much."    

    

As expected, when the five men saw that the Zhaojingyi was being held hostage, all of their expressions changed.    

    

"How did you get out?" And the Zhaogaang and the Lvlu? " the leader of the men asked.    

    

Zhaogaang and Lvlu were the other two brothers who were watching the Luxiangfeng from the secret door.    

    

The Luxiangfeng's blade was still on the Zhaojingyi's neck, moving his shoulders, "Can those two trash see me?"    

    

"You're a dying man, and yet you're still so arrogant." Another person expressed dissatisfaction with Luxiangfeng's tone.    

    

The person who just spoke coincidentally stood next to Guchenzhe, and the moment he finished speaking, Guchenzhe grabbed onto his collar and grabbed onto his neck, "What did you say, say it again!?"    

    

When they fought just now, this person had fought with Guchenzhe before, but he didn't have that much strength back then.    

    

The man felt like he was about to be strangled. He coughed twice and said, "Let me go."    

    

"I'll let you say it again!" Guchenzhe completely ignored his words.    

    

This person could only open his mouth and barely breathe, "I said that he's a dying man, yet he's still so arrogant."    

    

"Nonsense." Guchenzhe's strength had suddenly doubled, and the person being pinched had become purple in the face, so no one dared to stop him.    

    

In the end, the Luxiangfeng still opened his mouth, "You already know that he is spouting nonsense, why are you still so angry?"    

    

"Even if it's nonsense." Guchenzhe still did not let go.    

    

"Cough." Luxiangfeng let out a sudden cough, and then sprayed a large mouthful of blood on the ground.    

    

Only then did Guchenzhe release that person and ran towards him.    

    

However, taking the chance while Luxiangfeng was spitting out blood, Zhaojingyi had already turned around, snatched the blade back and put it on his neck.    

    

In the end, the Guchenzhe still came late.    

    

Her pale lips were dyed red with blood, making her pale face look particularly striking.    

    

It looked like it was not his imagination, Luxiangfeng was really sick.    

    

Looking at the urgent look on Guchenzhe's face, the corners of his mouth twitched, "I'm fine, really, don't worry."    

    

But it was obvious that Luxiangfeng was trying to be brave, because he spat out another two mouthfuls of blood the moment he finished speaking.    

    

"He really doesn't give me any face at all." But there was still a smile on his face.    

    

Guchenzhe stared at Luxiangfeng, "What happened to you?"    

    

"Xiaohei."    

    

Linmuyang gave Soongmingyang a look and he immediately understood. He took out his phone and started to look up Luxiangfeng's medical records.    

    

The Soongmingyang was actually not that black, it was just that when he was young he accidentally fell into a pit of mud, and that's why he was given such a nickname.    

    

He had studied computer science in university, and in just a semester, he had managed to study things that needed to be learned for four years with great skill. During the final exam, he had trespassed the school's website and changed the entire result.    

    

Later on, he excavated the Heikejishu himself.    

    

The reason he knew about the Zhaojingyi was because there had been a huge fire going on in the Zhengangna recently. He was curious about what kind of economic person had pushed her up to get to know about it. As for those private things, even if they were to take action, it would be easy to find out.    

    

Thus, it was very easy to check the hospital records of the Luxiangfeng.    

    

However, after a full ten minutes, the Soongmingyang shook his head, "There is no hospital records. There is not even a medical record."    

    

These words were said to the Linmuyang, and also to him.    

    

Linmuyang heaved a sigh of relief, "I knew it would be fine."    

    

Guchenzhe looked at him suspiciously, "Then come with me to the hospital now."    

    

"How am I supposed to get to the hospital now?" Luxiangfeng turned around and glanced at Zhaojingyi, indicating that he was still in a state of being kidnapped.    

    

"Release them." The Guchenzhe didn't waste any more words, and immediately ordered his men to attack.    

    

Yes, the tone of an order.    

    

Zhaojingyi was so angry that he was almost laughing, "Guzong, I think you probably haven't figured out the situation."    

    

Of course the Guchenzhe could understand the situation, but no matter what, he could not let the Luxiangfeng go.    

    

"Release him, I agree to your request." Guchenzhe took a deep breath.    

    

Of course he wouldn't really marry the Zhaojingyi, but in this situation, he could only make the best of it.    

    

"No way!" Before Zhaojingyi could laugh, he retorted, "Then what about sister-in-law?"    

    

Zhaojingyi wished that he could really chop Linmuyang into pieces.    

    

"Shut up!" The Guchenzhe chided.    

    

With this scolding, not only Luxiangfeng shut his mouth, the entire factory quieted down.    

    

Therefore, the ringing of the phone was particularly abrupt in this vast and empty and quiet space.    

    

"Answer it." Luxiangfeng reminded Guchenzhe.    

    

In this situation, the Guchenzhe should have hung up, but under the Luxiangfeng's reminder, under eleven people's watchful eyes, he suddenly pressed the answer button.    

    

It was unknown whether it was because the signal was bad in the factory or because the other side was bad, but the sound of crackling came from the phone and no one spoke.    

    

Just as Guchenzhe was about to hang up, a voice came out from the other side of the phone, "Scram!"    

    

Guchenzhe's hands trembled, and he almost threw his phone to the ground.    

    

It was the voice of the Muxiangwan!