209. Chapter 209 Mu Fan Hurry up and answer the phone!
"..." After Wei Zhehan heard Yang Mufan's words, he felt a fierce anger, soaring crazily from his chest to the top of his head. He was so angry that his teeth chattered, and he couldn't say a word, but his eyes were red.
, clawing at Yang Mufan with all his might, and then...he got the strength from nowhere and flew towards Yang Mufan like a wild beast.
When Tianlang and Tianhu saw this, they immediately stopped him and held him back with all their strength.
Tian Bao stepped forward and kicked him hard in the abdomen.
"You bitch, I'm telling you, it's enough to make a fuss. Our second brother is not someone like you who can beat you up whenever you want. Be calm! Otherwise, I will kick you to death immediately, believe it or not?!
"Tian Bao scolded him harshly.
Yang Mufan seemed to have had enough fun and had no patience or interest in chatting with Wei Zhehan anymore. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned around to leave without looking back.
The three brothers from the Tian family saw him and immediately followed him.
However, before leaving, they did not forget to vent the anger in their chests. One of them kicked Wei Zhehan hard several times, and then calmed down a little and strode away.
Wei Zhehan was covered in blood, curled up on the ground like a shrimp, and kept twitching.
He stared at the eerie eyes, gouging out the back of Yang Mufan as he left, and gritted his teeth viciously: "Yang Mufan, how could you trample on Wanqing like this?! I will make you regret it, I will definitely make you regret it.
, and very quickly..."
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Hospital.
late at night.
Mu Wanqing woke up due to choking.
The smell of smoke, which was stronger than the pungent smell, kept getting into her mouth and nose, and she coughed violently.
I opened my eyes hazily, and with blurred vision, I immediately glanced at the door of the ward, which was actually burning with raging fire.
After staring blankly at the fire for a while, she finally came to her senses, frantically started ringing the bell, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Help!!! Is there anyone outside?! Cough cough cough... help!!!
!Han?! Where are you?! Han——, cough cough cough..."
Looking at the raging fire, it is getting stronger and stronger and is about to burn in.
Mu Wanqing's instinct was to sit up and lean against the window.
Yes, as soon as she moved, she felt a severe cramping pain in her back, and finally, she fell back weakly.
Lying on the bed, Mu Wanqing was helpless and desperate, not knowing what to do.
The air in the room became thinner and thinner, her coughing became more severe, and her calls for help became weaker and weaker.
The door of the ward burned down with a bang, and the fire roared in as it poured in fiercely.
Mu Wanqing screamed and rolled off the hospital bed to the ground.
The arc of the movement was too big, and the storage box on the bedside table was overturned. Everything inside fell to the ground with a clatter, including Wei Zhehan's cell phone that was charging on the bedside.
After being stunned for three seconds, Mu Wanqing grabbed her phone, unlocked it, and quickly entered the phone number she knew so well in her heart on the dialing keys.
Listening to the beeping sound coming from the other end of the phone, she shouted eagerly: "Mu Fan, answer the phone quickly, Mu Fan, answer the phone..."
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On the way back to Muyuan, Yang Mufan sat in the luxury car and said nothing, but kept pouring whiskey and drinking glass after glass.
The car was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. The three brothers of the Tian family held their breaths and treated their wounds. They didn't even dare to let out air. They only used the corner of their eyes to take a peek from time to time: all over their bodies, there was a smell of odor.
A man of coldness and anger.
Collectively, they were terrified.
You should know: The most dangerous time for admiring Fan is not when he is angry, or when he is beating or killing people, but when... he is neither showing off nor showing off, sitting there calmly and silently, doing nothing and saying nothing.
, it is completely impossible for people to figure out his inner activities, and they can only sit on pins and needles in fear.
While everyone was racking their brains to lighten the atmosphere, the cell phone in Tianlang's trouser pocket suddenly buzzed.
He quickly took it out and found that it was Yang Mufan's personal mobile phone.
Frowning his brows, he asked in a low voice: "Second brother, I have your phone number, can you answer it?!"
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What’s wrong with a day off? What’s wrong with a slow update?! Who is still going to school or working in the company during the Chinese New Year?! Before scolding Fei’er, first check whether you are still working like crazy.
Reading, okay?! If you want to read it, just like it. If you don’t want to read it, delete it from your collection. Damn you! If you don’t like my slow update, don’t pay attention. I’ve been updating my posts recently, and it’s good if I didn’t just stop for seven or eight days to celebrate the New Year.
, I still dislike it, let alone threatening me with abandoned articles, it’s useless! Let’s not talk about it for now, it’s still free, wait for it to be put on the shelves after a while, and then threaten me with abandoned articles, it’s still useless! The only thing I saw after reading this kind of message
My feeling is: I don’t want to write anymore, I want to stop writing! I don’t have any other feelings! At worst, I will just give up on this book and stop writing it. I will drink tea and read at home every day, or go out shopping and have friends for dinner. How comfortable it is.
There is no need to stay up late every day to write a manuscript. It's not only thankless, but also makes me smelly.
In addition, if you can't accept the style of sadomasochistic writing, just delete the collection and don't come in again. If you like reading sweet stories, go to Tencent to read the ones that specialize in pet writing. Don't follow it every day and complain that you can't stand it.
You still want the author to write according to your ideas, what should I do? Feier probably has this kind of character. The more she yells not to abuse, the more she wants to abuse her...]
