Brother Hu looked at the big man lying motionless on the ground with a shocked look on his face. He turned his head and looked at the innocent-looking Su Ziyue, and suddenly he was filled with anger.
"Damn girl, prepare to die!" He pointed the pistol at Su Ziyue's head again
Su Ziyue's heart started to beat wildly, and a chill spread from the soles of her feet and palms to her whole body.
Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and shouted anxiously to Brother Hu: "Brother Hu, I am Dongfang Yanye's fiancée. You can't kill me, otherwise Meng Jiahao will also be killed by him!"
She tried her best to make an expression as if this was true, and looked at Brother Hu without blinking, looking sincere.
Brother Hu looked at her dubiously, staring straight into her eyes, as if he wanted to see if she was lying.
Seeing the suspicious expression on Brother Hu's face, Su Ziyue suddenly came up with a plan, "Wow..." She covered her lips and made an expression as if she was vomiting. Finally, she wiped it on purpose.
Wiping the corners of her mouth, she said "weakly": "I am already pregnant with his child. Even if he doesn't care about me, he will not abandon his child." After saying that, she pretended to vomit again.
"What you said is true. If it is false, humph, I will let you die without a burial place!" I saw Brother Hu gradually retracting the gun in his hand and wiping it on the corner of his black clothes.
Su Ziyue felt relieved a little, but the next second she began to worry again. She was not related to the evil man. Would he really take the risk to save her? If he really didn't come, then would she really
Dead!
She desperately resisted the urge to cry violently, and she had to be strong!
At this time, Brother Hu came over and asked sternly: "Bring the mobile phone!"
Su Ziyue was stunned. She didn't seem to have a mobile phone yet. She just opened her innocent eyes and said, "I didn't bring my forehead." Actually, she didn't.
"Tell me your fiancé's number, and I'll talk to him." Brother Hu stared at Su Ziyue slyly, with a dark look in his eyes, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It’s over, I don’t know the evil man’s number! What should I do, what should I do? Su Ziyue was anxious in her heart like an ant on a hot pot, but she was calm on the outside
She seemed to only know Feng Chen's number, so she made up her mind to take the gamble no matter what.
So, Su Ziyue gave Feng Chen's number to Brother Hu. Now, her heart was hanging tight. If it was exposed, she would die. She prayed for herself, God, God, save me.
I!
"Beep beep beep..." The long sound of connecting the phone makes people breathless.