Lu Ang's appearance was too sudden and too insidious. He deliberately followed Song Lan and his group until Song Lan got into the car alone and took a nap.
Lu Ang suddenly felt a bloodthirsty impulse, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. He saw Song Lan getting up in fear and crawling towards the trunk of the car.
"Song Lan, didn't you expect that one day you would be like a dog in front of me, wagging your tail and begging for mercy?"
Song Lan originally wanted to open the door to escape, but Lu Ang locked the door first. Now the only way to escape was through the trunk.
Hurry up, hurry up, and you can open the trunk.
Song Lan managed not to be frightened by the sudden danger, and her nerves seemed to be tense all of a sudden.
No matter how Lu Ang used words to stimulate her, she told herself in her heart to concentrate on escaping.
But Lu Ang still took the lead. In a cramped and narrow space, the perpetrator always has the upper hand.
Song Lan's fingers hadn't touched the trunk yet, and his head hurt violently, as if there were thousands of long needles pricking him.
Song Lan couldn't help shouting, holding her head with both hands, turning her head and looking fiercely, she was caught off guard by Lu Ang's vicious smile.
"Song Lan, does it hurt?" Lu Ang stepped on the car seat and leaned down, with a twisted expression on his face.
Song Lan saw Lu Ang pulling her hair in retaliation. She felt her head hurt. She even suspected that Lu Ang would pull out her hair fiercely.
Horror, fear, hatred, regret, countless overlapping emotions appeared on Song Lan's face, making Lu Ang scream in his heart!
"Lu Ang, don't forget who is behind me! Are you really not afraid that He Chaozhi will kill you?"
Song Lan's face was distorted in pain, because Lu Ang deliberately raised her arms, forcing her to try to raise her head to relieve the pain.
Lu Ang raised his hand a little higher, lowered his head, dragged Song Lan's head fiercely, and pressed it hard on the back seat.
"Song Lan, do you think I'm still afraid of him now? It's said that those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. I have nothing."
Lu Ang suddenly let go of Song Lan's hair, clasped Song Lan's hands behind his back, lowered his head and kissed Song Lan on the face.
Song Lan was startled by Lu Ang's crazy behavior.
"Lu... Lu Ang, do you really not care about your family?" Song Lan's lips turned pale, trembling slightly because of extreme fear.
The Lu family is also a big family. It suddenly went bankrupt. There are at least a dozen members of the Lu family. Is Lu Ang really not afraid of He Chaozhi's thunderous wrath?
"Xiao Lanlan, you smell quite good. Tsk, let me guess what perfume you use?"
Lu Ang seemed to have turned into a pervert. He seemed fearless and even teased Song Lan.
Song Lan didn't have much strength, and something unexpected happened again. By the time she reacted, she was already pressed into the back seat.
What frightened Song Lan the most was Lu Ang's explicit and greedy gaze, which was like a sticky snake, swimming around her body.
Seeing Song Lan trembling all over, Lu Ang became even more excited. He stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips, like a python that was about to eat.
"Lu Ang, even if I die here, I won't let you succeed!"
Song Lan almost roared out this sentence. After she finished speaking, she realized that her teeth could not help but tremble.
Lu Ang's salty hands began to restless, wandering around Song Lan's face. The skin under his hands was delicate and slightly moist.
"Are you so afraid of me?" Lu Ang suddenly laughed when he saw the sweat on his palms.
Song Lan tried to stabilize her mind and suddenly opened her mouth to call for help. The word "help" just came out of her mouth.
Not far outside the car window, Lin Jing hurried toward the parking lot with a group of colleagues.
Some of them had found hoes and shovels somewhere, and all of them were extremely anxious and vicious.
She remembered that Zhang Qi mentioned that he knew martial arts and went to Wudang Mountain to worship his master.
Seeing Song Lan's sudden silence, Lu Ang also noticed something was wrong. Following her gaze, he saw a group of EKO staff hurriedly approaching.
"Little beauty, that's it for today, see you next time." Lu Ang smiled and kissed Song Lan.
Before Song Lan had time to kill Lu Ang with his eye knife, he saw Lu Ang jumping and tumbling like an ape in the mountains.
The Lule people had already rushed out of the car.
Song Lan suddenly lost his shackles. He hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly got used to it and sat up.
Lin Jing and his group rushed over. Zhang Qi, who was the first to bear the brunt, threw the shovel on his shoulder at Lu Ang who was getting out of the car.
Lu Ang made a leap to avoid the shovel coming towards him, took three steps at a time and rushed towards an inconspicuous van on the side of the road.
The male employee of KEO chased after him, but in the end he only ate a mouthful of exhaust fumes.
Lin Jing and a group of girls rushed into the black BMW and saw Song Lan sitting in the back seat with her head buried in her arms and embarrassed.
Girls, you look at me and I look at you, but you don’t know how to comfort me.
Lin Jing turned to the others and whispered: "You go down first! Leave this to me!"
The others had no choice but to get out of the car obediently.
Lin Jing walked up to Song Lan, took off her coat, covered Song Lan with her pocket, and sat down beside her silently.
Song Lan buried his head without any movement.
Lin Jing just stayed with her, her eyes resting on her messy hair.
Song Lan's hair has always been thick and black.
At this moment, he lowered his head and his long hair hung down, just exposing the place where the top of his head was torn off.
On the white scalp, drops of blood slowly oozed out.
Lin Jing called "Song Lan" but there was no response. She quickly sent a message to the people outside the car asking them to buy medicine and deliver it.
A strange atmosphere of silence persisted until Zhang Qi hurriedly delivered iodine swabs and other medicines.
"Hiss~ It hurts." Song Lan suddenly raised his head and reached out to touch his head, but Lin Jing suddenly knocked him away.
Song Lan turned around and saw Lin Jing's serious face, but her tone was unexpectedly gentle.
"Don't touch it, it's the medicine you just applied."
When Song Lan saw the tenderness in her eyes, her nose suddenly felt sore. She lowered her head slightly, hiding the sadness in her eyes.
"Are you... okay?" Lin Jing asked dryly, not knowing how to speak.
Song Lan took her sleeve to touch her face, which was where Lu Ang had just touched. If possible, she really wanted to change her face.
Song Lan gave a muffled "hmm" and used strength to wipe his face again.
The more Lin Jing looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. Song Lan's face was almost red and swollen. She quickly held Song Lan's hand and asked nervously: "What happened just now?"
Song Lan's clothes were neat and it seemed that nothing more extreme had happened.
But Song Lan couldn't help but wanted to cry. She hugged Lin Jing and choked out: "Lu Ang is so disgusting, I really want to vomit!"
