Her heart felt cold again and again, and ached again and again.
While she was thinking, two bodyguards had already controlled her arms, and Mo Nanxi appeared in front of her with a sharp knife.
Her voice trembled with fear: "What on earth are you going to do to me?"
"Of course I ruined your face. People like you are extremely vicious and unrepentant, and you don't deserve to have the same face as Miss Lan."
Mo Nanxi was serious and neat, speaking as he spoke, and holding the knife in his hand.
‘Chi!’ Blood spurts out...
"Ah!" Lan Jiao screamed in pain, and the screams pierced the night sky:
"Bo Zhanye, you don't deserve a good death! You are not a human being!
I treated you like this, and you are so cruel to me, even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you go!"
Bo Zhanye's Lengjun face didn't change at all: "Then you become a ghost first."
Then he told Mo Nanxi: "After you are done, send him directly to the execution ground to be shot, and guard it personally."
"Yes, Master Jiu."
...
The death penalty that shocked the world became a hot search topic.
At six o'clock in the morning, all major online platforms and morning news were fully reporting on Lan Jiao's execution.
Heavy snow fell in the sky.
Bo Zhanye sat in the car, listening to the radio report in the car, lit a cigarette, and let the smoke fill his body. His eyes were complicated in the smoke.
‘Ding dong ding dong ding~~’ The cell phone rang again and again in the car, but he didn’t respond. He just sat in the car with the windows open and the air conditioner not turned on.
The strong cold air made his long and slender hands turn blue and white, and his face was really covered with frost.
Xiaoxi, I'm sorry, I misidentified you again and almost lost you.
"Nine, Lord Nine?" A few hours later, Mo Nanxi came over and saw Bo Zhanye sitting in the car with snowflakes on his body, hair, and face. He said with great worry:
"Master Jiu, why don't you go in? You'll catch a cold if you do this! Get out of the car quickly."
Only then did Bo Zhanye recover his thoughts and put the already extinguished and wet cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Has everything been resolved?"
"Well, just to be safe, I arrived half an hour early and personally watched the execution. Now the body has been taken away by the Lan family.
Lord Jiu, don’t worry, Lan Jiao will never hurt Miss Lan again."
"That's good." Bo Zhanye's eyes were deep and calm, showing no trace of reluctance or pity.
That woman's death would not be a pity.
He looked at the time on his watch and asked, "Xiaoxi hasn't woken up yet?"
Mo Nanxi nodded truthfully: "Well, the doctor said that he is weak and suffered a big blow, so he probably needs some recovery time."
"Okay, I'll go to the company and you let Ziyu take good care of her."
Luxurious Maybach drives away in heavy snow.
Mo Nanxi froze on the spot, the monk with a look of two feet at a loss.
what happened?
Shouldn't Master Jiu go up and accompany Miss Lan until Miss Lan wakes up?
It’s really hard to guess the big man’s thoughts!
Apartment upstairs.
From last night to noon today, and then again in the afternoon, Lan Xixi felt like she had fallen into a century-long black hole.
When she opened her eyes again, the ceiling above was luxurious and familiar, and she frowned:
"What's going on? Why am I in the room? Is it a soul?"
"Sister-in-law Ninth, you finally woke up! You were rescued by Brother Ninth and you are not dead!"
Xiao Zi and Gou came over to check her temperature and eyeballs.
Lan Xixi becomes more and more puzzled, rescue her?
She remembered in a daze that Bo Zhanye left with Lan Jiao in his arms. Later he came and received a call from his daughter and left again. How could he save her?
"Hey, I can't tell you the specific situation. You can ask Brother Ninth later.
But Ninth Brother is really amazing. He said before that there was something wrong with his body and he didn't feel anything for you, but then he was able to identify Lan Jiao and replace you. It was completely surprising.