The large dark red blood stains on the bed and the vague blood in the air made Chu Huandong's hands go cold. There was so much blood that even the white walls were splattered with blood spots. It was obviously not caused by ordinary minor injuries.
Such a chaotic scene must have been the result of a thrilling fight.【'
A scene seemed to appear in front of his eyes. Song Liangyu was stabbing Wang Zhangzhu as if he was crazy. Wang Zhangzhu's eyes were desperate and painful... She was waiting for him to save her, but he was too late after all!
Chu Huandong's face was gloomy, and he was so scared. He didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to admit it, but such an obvious murder scene forced him to admit the fact: Wang Zhangzhu was not seriously injured, but also dead...
Azheng, who was following Chu Huandong, even though he had a cold face, looked at Chu Huandong's lost and desperate look, and felt a little unbearable in his heart.
Ah Zheng was calmer than Chu Huandong, and his eyes were sharper. He glanced around the room and saw the bloody glass shards in the corner of the big bed. He hurriedly walked over with joy and said excitedly: "Mr. Chu, these bloody pieces
Maybe it’s not Miss Wang’s!”[
Chu Huandong was just fascinated by the sudden sadness. Now after Azheng reminded him, he immediately noticed the broken glass and immediately understood that even if there were beads of blood in his hands, it was not all her own.
of.
Song Liangyu captured Wang Zhangzhu and used her to threaten him. He would not really want to kill her. Even if he wanted to kill her, a person like him would not childishly use broken glass if he had countless methods and weapons.
Kill Wang Zhangzhu.
Presumably this piece of bloody glass was used by Wang Zhangzhu for self-defense, but what could have made Wang Zhangzhu so crazy to hurt someone with a small piece of glass? Chu Huandong knew it without even thinking about it.
Song Liangyu must have wanted to invade Wang Zhangzhu, which is why Wang Zhangzhu resisted so resolutely and madly. Thinking of this, Chu Huandong's heart twitched with pain. Wang Zhangzhu hated Song Liangyu so much. He had misunderstood him at the beginning.
She would marry Song Liangyu, and she was wrongly accused of being pregnant with Song Liangyu's child...
If there had not been those misunderstandings, if there had not been those injuries, Wang Zhangzhu would not have left her to live in the Su family. Naturally, there would not be today's situation. Deep self-blame once again invaded Chu Huandong.
Ah Zheng didn't have as many sentiments and thoughts as Chu Huandong. He checked every corner of the house professionally, touched the bed and said: "Mr. Chu, Miss Wang should be fine. There is water on the bed and a bucket on the ground.
It is very likely that Miss Wang was knocked unconscious during the tearing, and Song Liangyu asked someone to pour cold water on her to wake her up!"
Chu Huandong's mouth felt even more bitter. Ah Zheng was used to life and death. He thought being knocked unconscious was not a big deal, but when he heard it, his heart almost broke.
"Mr. Chu, only the buttons of clothes were found on the bed, but no signs of broken clothes were found. Miss Wang's innocence should be preserved." Azheng continued to analyze calmly.
Chu Huandong was so angry at his calmness and formulaic tone that he suddenly said in a cold voice: "You are so good at observation and analysis, why don't you go outside and see which direction Song Liangyu ran to, and why are you still dawdling here?"
Only then did Azheng realize that he was talking too much. No matter how good he was in analyzing, he should not analyze the boss's woman. Looking at Chu Huandong's sinister eyes, he responded fearfully and hurriedly turned around and walked outside.
Chu Huandong was not a sentimental person, but standing alone in the room where Wang Zhangzhu struggled desperately not long ago, various scenes were racing through his mind, and he felt indescribable sadness in his heart.
When Wang Zhangzhu woke up, she found that she was already lying in a room, with sunlight shining in through the glass. It took her eyes a long time before she could see clearly.
Ever since her head and face were violently beaten by Song Liangyu, she had been feeling dizzy and wanted to vomit, and her eyesight was blurry, as if there was a layer of film between them. She tried her best to open her eyes wide and looked around hazily.
, this place seems to be an abandoned factory, with a large area, empty and cold surroundings, and I am leaning on a concrete load-bearing pillar.
It's a bit cloudy outside, and the sunlight shines in through the glass, making the inside of the house look even darker and colder.
Song Liangyu didn't know where she went. Wang Zhangzhu was only guarded by a bodyguard. Her head was still groggy and her mouth was extremely thirsty. When the bodyguard saw that she was awake, he threw a bottle of water to her.
Wang Zhangzhu was really thirsty. Shrunk on the stone pillar, she steeled herself, sat up straight, took the mineral water with her left hand, and twisted the bottle cap with her right hand, but her hand touched the bottle cap.
, she felt a heartbreaking pain. When she was entangled with Song Liangyu, her right hand had been holding the broken glass, and her flesh and blood had been cut.
She was so thirsty now that she ignored the injury and pain on her hands and wanted to continue twisting the bottle cap with her hands... Then she suddenly realized that her hands didn't obey the command and could not stretch or contract freely.
Wang Zhangzhu couldn't help being surprised, and tried to make a fist twice, but only the little finger was shrinking back and forth, and the other fingers were just hanging softly. In an instant, Wang Zhangzhu broke out in cold sweat.
She moved a few more times without giving up, but the result was still the same. At this time, she had to think of the fact that her right hand was disabled. In the previous entanglement with Song Liangyu, she tried desperately to stab her.
To kill him, while hurting him, her hand tendons may have been severed.[
Wang Zhangzhu looked at his right hand that refused to move, and suddenly smiled. From now on, he would become a disabled person.
When the bodyguard saw Wang Zhangzhu holding the mineral water and talking silently, he thought she was showing off her attitude. If it had been anyone else, he would have punched her.
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But Wang Zhangzhu is now the hope of all of them, and Song Liangyu's attitude towards this woman is unpredictable. He can only lazily hand Wang Zhangzhu a bottle of mineral water with the cap unscrewed, and take a few more by the way.
Tablets of medicine and some food were placed in front of Wang Zhangzhu, and he said angrily: "Drink water, and then take the medicine. Hurry up, or I will feed you myself!"
Wang Zhangzhu glared at the rough man, then naturally picked up the water bottle with her left hand and drank heavily. She couldn't let these people know that her right hand was useless, otherwise they would be even more jealous when they bullied her again.
The bodyguard saw that Wang Zhangzhu took the medicine obediently and that his task was completed, so he sat aside and stared outside to dream about the future.
Since you are not dead, you must find a way to live. Dad said that no matter how desperate a person is, as long as he is still breathing, there will always be a glimmer of hope.
The images of Niu Niu and Chu Huandong appeared in Wang Zhangzhu's heart, and a huge courage to live arose in her heart. The horror of death, and the fact that we will never see the closest people in the world again
Yes, she must live and see Niuniu and Chu Huandong.
Wang Zhangzhu's throat hurt terribly. Looking at the dry food, she had no appetite at all, but she still tried hard to stuff the dry bread into her stomach. She missed her daughter and many people, and she had to work hard to live.
When she finished eating, Song Liangyu came back with a bodyguard. The other bodyguard was missing. His heavy shoes brought up the soil on the ground, and Wang Zhangzhu couldn't help but cough twice.
Song Liangyu was attracted by her voice, and walked over, getting closer little by little. The smell of smoke caused by a large amount of smoking sprayed heavily on Wang Zhangzhu's face. Wang Zhangzhu already disliked him, but at this time he
Being so close just made her feel sick.
After so many fights with Song Liangyu, Wang Zhangzhu knew this man to some extent. When he was aggressive, she did not dodge or turn her head. She did not doubt this man's violent methods at all, but she forcibly restrained herself from not being able to do so at this moment.
Show no fear at all.
She stared at the twisted and terrifying face in front of her with the same fierce gaze, gritting her teeth.
Song Liangyu was furious when she stared at him. He raised his left hand and wanted to slap Wang Zhangzhu again. Wang Zhangzhu raised his head towards him proudly, narrowed his eyes provocatively, and smiled coldly.
In Wang Zhangzhu's small black eyes, Song Liangyu seemed to see the scene where she was fighting him desperately before. The wound on her neck suddenly jumped twice, and he spat in frustration, "Damn girl,
Be as virtuous as your damn father!" Then he stood up and walked away angrily.
Song Liangyu and several bodyguards sat aside to eat, whisper, or lie down on scrap newspapers to rest, but no one came near Wang Zhangzhu anymore, as if there was some kind of terrible plague on her body, making people afraid to come close.
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When Wang Zhangzhu saw that they no longer bothered him, his tense nerves relaxed and he leaned against the stone pillar and fell asleep again.
At night, it began to rain lightly outside, and the empty abandoned building seemed even more cold and unusual. Listening to the rustling rain outside, Song Liangyu and several bodyguards also shut up. In such weather, it is easy for people to touch the scene.
sad.
Wang Zhangzhu stared at the outside with his big eyes and blurred vision. What he thought about most was Niu Niu.
She is usually a woman who likes to cry. Although over the years, life has taught her that tears are the most useless thing and crying is meaningless, but she just likes to cry.
But every time she faced a difficult situation and was forced into a blind corner by fate again, she didn't want to cry anymore. She just looked outside stubbornly.
This day and night was difficult for Wang Zhangzhu, and it was even more difficult for Song Liangyu. He looked at the drizzle outside, and his heart was turbulent. He had always been very conceited, thinking that he was a wise man, and he was clever.
, he is forbearing, he is wise, but now he somewhat understands his own strength.
He could defeat the waning iron-blooded tycoon Wang Dacheng with his strong blood, but he could not defeat the scheming Chu Huandong. In this game with Chu Huandong, he lost.[