In the car————

An Shangyu called Han Zeyu, but he couldn't get through. When he went to the nightclub in Lingcun just now, he found that it wasn't open, so he went to another one. He wanted to call them, but he couldn't get through. What the hell was going on!

"Damn! Forget it! They must have forced the boss to open the door. I'd better go to Lingcun and have a look!" An Shangyu reversed the steering wheel and drove back.

At this time, Han Zeyu's mobile phone was in the car...

"Come with me." The man in black grabbed An Mengmeng's hair and pulled it back.

"Ah——! It hurts so much! Let go...!" An Mengmeng grabbed his hand, but he still held it.

"Let her go! You are here for me!" Han Zeyu roared angrily.

He didn't even dare to hit his own woman, but he actually pulled her hair in front of her?! Looking for death!

The remaining five or six people stood in a row, all pointing guns at Han Zeyu.

"Wha—!" Lincoln's extended headlights turned on.

Han Zeyu's eyes hurt from the light and he could hardly open them.

The man in black spoke in a low voice: "You'd better not move. If you move, you will be shot alive. If you don't move, you will only be hit by a car!"

When An Mengmeng heard this, she struggled even harder, but the man in sunglasses kept pulling her hair, hurting her to death. If they didn't have guns, they could beat them.

"As long as I get hit, will you let my woman go?" Han Zeyu asked, glaring at the man in black.

The man in the dark night smiled, and his smile was extremely weird.

"Not necessarily, it depends on your mood."

"boom--!"

"No——! Qingze!" An Mengmeng shouted.

The extended Lincoln knocked Han Zeyu away in front of her...!

"Qingze...wuwu..." An Mengmeng cried and shouted, her voice becoming dry and hoarse.

After Han Zeyu was hit by the car, he rolled several meters away.

He fell to the ground, his head bleeding, but his eyes were still slightly open.

His hand kept stretching in the direction of An Mengmeng, which was so far away that he couldn't touch her.

"Let go... Mengmeng..." Han Zeyu's weak voice came out.

"Qingze... Wuwu... Qingze..." An Mengmeng directly pushed away the man in black and rushed towards Qingze.

An Mengmeng came to Qingze's side, tears streaming down her face. She was so scared, so frightened.

"Qingze... Qingze... let's go to the hospital... Mengmeng doesn't want to... eat... let's... go back... Wuwu... Qingze... I'm sorry... Wuwu... you can't... no It's OK...something happened...wuwu..." An Mengmeng said sobbing.

Han Zeyu closed his eyes and smiled slightly, blood sliding from the corners of his mouth.

"Mengmeng...we...are...lovers...let's go..." Before Han Zeyu could finish his words, the hand reaching for An Mengmeng's face slipped down.

An Mengmeng's eyes widened and tears flowed more and more fiercely: "No... Wuwu... Qingze... You can't sleep... Qingze... Wuwu..."

The man in black came over and took her hand, pulled her away, and several men tied her up with rope and black tape.

"Uh... uh...!" An Mengmeng hasn't reacted yet.

"Bring her to Boss Yan!" the man in black said.

The other men shouted: "Yes!"
Chapter completed!