Miss Mei took a breath of cold air and looked at Mr. Zhou blankly, a moment of great change had passed.
She hung her head drowsily, put her face on her arms, and lay down weakly.
That's it, just a stranger, she is Hexiang.
Anyway, she had only met him a few times, and she didn't like him either.
Although she didn't know why he suddenly appeared here, now that he was here, things would definitely turn around.
Mu Yunhan ran towards Miss Mei, but Yang Captou grabbed her by the hair. Without thinking, she raised her hand.
The arm crossbow mechanism in the sleeve was triggered, and a steel ball penetrated the sleeve and shot straight towards Yang's head, knocking off half of his ears. Blood instantly poured out, covering half of his face.
"Bitch!" Yang Captou screamed, covered his injured ear, and drew the knife with his backhand, he was furious!
"That's enough!" Mr. Zhou stepped forward, stood in front of Mu Yunhan, looked at Yang Captou coldly and said, "Remove his knife and tie him up!"
A flash of panic flashed in Yang Captou's eyes, then he steadied himself and pretended to be shocked: "Master, why are you here?"
Young Master Zhou looked at Mu Yunhan, who had already run to Miss Mei, carefully held Miss Mei in his arms, and repeatedly asked the maid to get a handkerchief, water, etc.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Capt. Yang: "Can't I come? If I don't come, how can I see how you are looking for my two brothers? What are you doing standing still? It's useless!"
The last two sentences are directed at the tolerance workers.
He is the proudest eldest son of Zhou Shou Bei. He looks the most like his father. He is tall, strong, skilled in martial arts, bold and domineering. No one dares to confront him.
After he spoke, the servants could only move towards Yang Baotou: "I'm sorry, don't embarrass the brothers."
Mr. Yang resisted stubbornly: "What did I do? Why did you arrest me? I handled the case according to the rules..."
Mr. Zhou kicked him in the stomach and said coldly: "My father's reputation was ruined by a piece of shit like you!"
Yang Baotou was kicked to the point where he vomited blood. Just as he was about to get up and stand still, he received two more punches on the head. The blows made stars appear in his eyes and he could not stand still.
He coughed twice violently and felt that there was something in his mouth. When he spit it out, he saw two bloody teeth.
The finger-thick hemp rope was sprayed with water and tied tightly to his body, cutting into his flesh. The pain made his whole body numb and he didn't know where the pain was.
Mu Yunhan gently covered Miss Mei's face with a handkerchief soaked in cold water, and reminded Mr. Zhou: "There are still a few businessmen who are not here. I suspect that they are in the same group."
Mr. Zhou glanced at Miss Mei, waved his hand, and went to arrest someone from behind.
The situation reversed instantly, and Cui Yuan and others were all confused.
Why is Mr. Zhou here?
Why would Mr. Zhou trust their boss?
Mu Yunhan ordered people to carry Miss Mei into the room and personally applied cold compresses to her to examine her injuries.
Miss Mei opened her swollen eyes, held her hand tightly, and said with difficulty: "How could he..."
"I'm sorry." Mu Yunhan felt very guilty. She did not expect that things would develop to this point and that Miss Mei and Mr. Zhou would meet head-to-head.
After Xiaomi found the purse in the restaurant, she felt that something was not right. (To be continued)