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Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen

Screaming secretly is not good!

He took out the knife hidden on his body and made a cut on his arm. The pain made his head wake up.

Walking out of the living room, under the floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains moved slightly, and a woman slowly walked out from the curtains.

She held a pistol in her hand and pointed it at his head.

Raymond's vision became a little blurry, and he made another cut on his hand. While looking for a place to escape, he pretended to smile casually, "My dear, you came so early, did you miss me?"

Murong Rong approached him expressionlessly, "Racing all the way, taking shortcuts, I happened to arrive five minutes ahead of you."

"So, you've seen it all."

"Yes, I saw everything that I should have seen. I helped you drink the wine in the glass, and poured you half a glass of wine from the bottle. How about it? It tastes good when you make it for yourself, right?"

Raymond smiled helplessly and stepped back step by step, "I didn't expect that I, Raymond, would dominate the world in the romantic field and end up dying at the hands of a woman. Is this a worthy death?"

Murong Rong looked at him coldly with a sullen face, "Leymeng, I don't like killing people, why do you have to force me to kill people?"

"Because I've always been like this, the less I can get something, the more I want it -" After saying this, Raymond kicked up a chair in front of him, threw it at Murong Rong, and then ran towards the door.

His feet are fast, and Murong Rong's spear is even faster.

Bang, bang——

Bullets were fired twice before the chair arrived.

Raymond dodged a bullet, and another bullet hit his back shoulder blade.

He paused, unlocked the door, and ran outside.

When Murong Rong dodged the chair, Raymond had already ran out.

She grabbed a gun and chased him out.

There were bloodstains shed by Raymond all over the ground. Even if he wanted to hide, he could not erase the bloodstains on the ground.

At the critical moment of life and death, the most important thing is to test the escape skills of a first-class killer.

He endured the unbearable pain and fled all the way to the parking lot, got into the car, took the same box of powder and poured it on his shoulder blades.

Without even bothering to bandage, he stepped on the accelerator and ran all the way.

Behind him, Murong Rong chased him, also drove his car, and chased him.

For the sake of Mu'er and Yuan'er, Lei Meng must die!

Today, if he doesn't die, she will die!

Two cars were driving fast on the road.

Due to the effects of the drug and the constant loss of blood, Raymond's vision became increasingly blurry, and he was about to lose his grip on the steering wheel.

He almost bit his lip and used his last willpower to hold on.

He secretly swore that if he didn't die today, he would double his revenge on that woman!

The car shook violently, and from behind, Murong Rong drove the car desperately into the rear of his car.

"This woman is crazy!"

Raymond cursed, stepped on the accelerator, and accelerated again.

With a loud bang, Murong Rong drove the car and slammed into the rear of Raymond's car.

The rear of the car was deeply dented by her impact.

The sports car in front swayed this way and that, and drove sideways to the side of the road several times.

Murong Rong accelerated again and hit the car in front hard.

Raymond's car was knocked off the roadway, broke the guardrail, could not control the speed, and fell from the bridge into the sea.

Murong Rong got out of the car and looked at the car in the sea. After it sank, it was instantly submerged by the sea water. For a long time, there was no movement.

The place where the car fell was several hundred meters wide on both sides. Raymond was seriously injured and lost too much blood. It is estimated that his chance of survival is very low.

A police car came from behind, Murong Rong returned to the car and Jue Chen left.

When we returned to Dongrong Club, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Murong Rong rushed to Weiner's maintenance department, and Tang En was coming out of it.

Tang En pointed inside and whispered: "Why did you come here? The president is inside."

Murong Rong glanced inside and lowered his voice, "Has the system been restored?"

"Just recovered. It's a little strange. The virus doesn't seem to be complete. It has been completely repaired..."

Murong Rong knew in her heart that it was because she was not sure and only copied half of it.

Copying only half of it paralyzed the entire Vina Consortium system. If the whole thing was copied, I don't know what would happen.

However, what she should be concerned about now is how to face the president.

In the quiet office, the president, dressed in white, sat on the sofa with half-closed eyes, Junxiu's fingers tapping gently on the table.

Whether he is happy or angry, he has always had this gentle and kind expression, harmless to humans and animals, but it would be a tragedy to take him seriously as a talkative person.


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