Chapter 63: What, are you feeling distressed?

Facing his murderous cold eyes, Lu Yanyu only said calmly: "Why are you so stupid? If I said I would tell you the whereabouts of Chen Shiya, would I really tell you?"

How much he cared about Chen Shiya, even though he knew this was probably a trap, he still came without hesitation.

Fu Yiyun narrowed his eyes sinisterly, exuding a terrifying anger: "I shouldn't have let you live until now."

Lu Yanyu pulled his lips and smiled softly: "I regret it, but it's too late."

After saying that, she said to Ye Shao'an who was watching the show: "I've tricked him for you. It's up to you how you want to retaliate against him."

Zhang Ming was so angry that he cursed: "You are such a wolf-hearted woman, Mr. Fu protected you like this in vain. You actually harmed him like this just to protect yourself."

Zhang Ming's hands and feet were tied. He rolled with difficulty to Fu Yiyun's feet and rushed to him: "Mr. Fu, run away. This woman is already colluding with Ye Shaoan. They are all trying to harm you. Hurry up."

Run, don't worry about me, and don't worry about Chen Shiya's whereabouts."

Ye Shaoan snorted coldly: "Now that he's here, do you think he still has a chance to escape?"

Fu Yiyun's expression remained as usual, not panicking at all: "What do you want?"

Ye Shaoan took a long puff of cigarette, then smashed the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet: "I want you to kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy!"

"Then there's no need to talk." Fu Yiyun took off his windbreaker, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and looked at the bodyguards around him, "Should you come one by one, or together."

The bodyguards around him all looked at Ye Shaoan.

Ye Shaoan raised his chin and motioned for them to come together.

For a moment, all the bodyguards rushed towards Fu Yiyun.

Lu Yanyu secretly counted and found that there were at least thirty bodyguards, and all of them had weapons. No matter how good Fu Yiyun was, he would not be able to withstand the siege of these thirty people.

She glanced at Ye Shaoan.

The man had a cigarette in his mouth and stared at the fighting scene in the center with a touch of bloodthirsty excitement on his face.

At this moment, under the siege of everyone, Fu Yiyun was already in a weak position, and his face was even stained.

She hesitated for a long time, then walked to Ye Shaoan and smiled at him: "Young Master Ye, tell your men not to beat people to death."

Ye Shaoan raised his eyebrows and said to her: "Why, are you feeling distressed?"

"No way!" Lu Yanyu said viciously, as if he had heard a big joke, "How can we have fun with a dead person? It's fun to torture a living person, right?"

"Hahaha..." Ye Shaoan hugged her and didn't dislike her ugly face anymore. He gave her a puff of smoke, "I really like your fierceness."

Lu Yanyu turned away sadly, and his eyes fell on the fighting scene in the center again.

At this moment, Fu Yiyun's hair was messy, he had suffered several stab wounds, and there were a few strands of blood hanging from the corners of his lips.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her palms.

If the fight continues like this, Fu Yiyun will really be beaten to death by them, right?

Thinking of this, she turned her eyes and saw sticks as thick as her arms scattered aside.

When no one was paying attention, she picked up the stick and rushed into the fighting crowd and swung Fu Yiyun in the back.

Fu Yiyun was unprepared and received a solid blow, causing him to fall forward immediately.

Lu Yanyu took the opportunity to yell at the bodyguards: "Capture him quickly."

In an instant, three or five bodyguards swarmed forward and captured Fu Yiyun directly.

Ye Shaoan was stunned by this scene.

He paused for a while and then walked over happily: "Well done, it seems you really hate this man."

Because of that stick, Fu Yiyun spat out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!