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Chapter 61

Mo Xiaodie looked around and found that the place looked like a factory's used warehouse. It was covered with dust everywhere, and only the middle part was cleaned up, and Du Du was tied to the chair behind Zhang Qiang.

"Zhang Qiang, what are you going to do?" She was furious when she saw Dudu's expression in pain and frightened.

"Director Lan, I want to ask you! What do you want to do?" Zhang Qiang dragged Du Du to him and burned Du Du's arm with the cigarette butt on his hand.

Dudu gritted his teeth and grinned at her, but said nothing.

"Zhang Qiang, if you let her go, what's the point of rushing towards me?" Mo Xiaodie rushed forward desperately and kicked Zhang Qiang away. On the way here just now, she had already quietly untied the rope that tied her hands. As the boss behind the scenes of sincere protection, this rope could not trap her at all.

"Du Du, does it hurt?" She hugged her daughter and blew her wounds.

Zhang Qiang got up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, and rubbed his legs that were achy: "Director Lan, this is something you asked for. Why are you all standing there? Take her down for me."

At this time, Mo Xiaodie had already helped Du Du untie the rope: "Du Du, don't be afraid, there is mommy here." She protected Du Du behind her.

There were ten people from the other party, including Zhang Qiang, who rushed up with sticks.

Mo Xiaodie protected Du Du, and raised his hand and snatched the stick in one of the people's hands, and started fighting with the other party with the bow left and right.

If she was the only one, this scene could be dealt with, but now she has to protect Du Du and avoid attacks. If she is not careful, Du Du will be caught by Zhang Qiang.

"Director Lan, you're not surrendering?" Zhang Qiang grabbed Du Du's hair and threatened her.

"Zhang Qiang, if you dare to move, I will never forgive you." She raised the stick in her hand and pointed at Zhang Qiang.

"Put down the stick in your hand, otherwise, I will see if I dare to touch her!" As he said that, Zhang Qiang stretched out his hand and grabbed Du Du's neck.

Du Du's face turned red in an instant.

"Zhang Qiang, let go!" Mo Xiaodie threw down the stick in his hand and wanted to rush forward, but was held down by a group of people behind him.

Seeing Mo Xiaodie being caught, Zhang Qiang pushed Dudu to the ground: "Director Lan, aren't you very powerful?" He walked over and looked at Mo Xiaodie condescendingly.

"Zhang Qiang, you just want money. I'll give it to you as much as you want. You let it go." Mo Xiaodie was captured by them and could not move.

"Money? Of course I want it. You join forces with my uncle to sue me for murder. How should this matter be calculated?" As he said that, Zhang Qiang suddenly slapped Mo Xiaodie fiercely.

Dudu, who was on the side, suddenly rushed over and grabbed his hand and took a bite.

"Little beast, dares to bite me." Zhang Qiang raised his foot and kicked Du Du away.

Du Du fell to the ground and there was no movement for a long time.

"Di Di, Du Di." Mo Xiaodie struggled hard, but could not break free.

"Director Lan, do you want to save your daughter?"

"How do you know that Dudu is my daughter?" Mo Xiaodie tried hard to calm herself down, and her mind was quickly thinking about a solution.

"Of course someone told me this."

"How much does Lu Xinxin promise to give you? I'll give you twice. After I go back, I promise to ask your uncle's family to withdraw the lawsuit. How about it?" No one except Lu Xinxin knew Dudu's life experience. It seems that these people should have been invited by her.

Zhang Qiang was indeed surprised: "How did you know?"

"Don't worry about how I know, you can consider the conditions I just proposed."

Zhang Qiang hesitated a little: "You promise you are not lying to me?"

"Dudu is still in your hands. If you are not at ease, I can transfer money to you on my phone now, and then call the lawyer to let them withdraw the lawsuit."

Chapter completed!
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