Murong Yuanhong sneered again and again: "Bitch! I really didn't expect that you actually dare to come here?"
After saying that, the force on his feet became a little stronger, and he finally let out a miserable cry of pain.
The finger bones were completely shattered, and the small red silk bag protected under the palm was crushed to pieces with a soft "pop" due to excessive squeezing. Yellow liquid oozed out, and the smell was unusually pungent.
After Murong Qingzhen heard this cry of pain, he finally realized. He shouted: "No!" But immediately, two people rushed up from behind him, clamping down on him from left to right.
Let him move forward.
That voice... that's... that's... No! Don't!
Murong Qingzhen began to struggle hard, but after those two people, several more people rushed up one after another. Their skills were all top-notch, and it was really difficult for him to break free with just his own strength.
Someone reminded him softly in his ear: "Master, you are in public now, so you have to worry about your identity and that of the master. As the saying goes, family scandals cannot be made public, right?"
Murong Qingzhen was shocked and could only swallow the words he was about to say, and bitterly allowed them to temporarily imprison him.
He was handcuffed and locked on a bench in the corridor, with several people watching his movements carefully.
Murong Yuanhong raised his feet and stretched his legs, and gently kicked the little nurse who was about to faint from the pain in the opposite direction to him.
"Be careful, I think there is a traitor among our own people." Murong Yuanhong reminded him, then turned around and summoned the deacon sitting downstairs to come up and clean up the scene.
The men under him responded, only to find that the "traitor" with a mouth full of blood was actually trying hard to move towards Murong Qingzhen's feet.
Someone was just about to add a kick when they heard her shout vaguely: "Yuan Hong!"
That was actually the voice of Mrs. Murong, Yao Yuwan.
"Let me go!" Murong Qingzhen finally couldn't help but went crazy. He suddenly exerted force and overturned the log bench, which weighed more than 100 kilograms. Then, he broke free of the handcuffs, both wrists
It was stained with blood because of this.
Those people still wanted to subdue him, but they were all frightened by his cold and stern eyes. Some of them remembered that he was now the young master of the Murong family and the future leader, so they exchanged glances.
I didn't dare to take any further action.
"Master, we are also acting under orders, please don't blame us."
Murong Qingzhen glanced at them coldly, hesitated slightly, and then slowly walked towards his mother.
Mrs. Murong fell to the ground, her slender shoulders shaking from the severe pain. Her mouth was full of blood. But the fingers of her good hand were tightly holding on to her son's trousers.
She didn't want him to support her, she just wanted him to bend down further.
The other followers on the side had already stiffened, staring at this scene in shock.
"Mom, why are you here?" Murong Qingzhen frowned unconsciously, bent down, and felt something strange in his heart.
Wasn't my mother paralyzed? Why did she suddenly regain the ability to walk now?
Also, why did she appear in the hospital after changing her disguise at this time?
After all, they were mother and son, and he knew his father's unsatisfactory feelings for his mother, so after discovering his mother's identity, he vaguely understood that there must be a hidden secret that he didn't know yet.
This secret that is about to be revealed may be related to the unreasonable panic I had before!