The car roared like a sharp arrow and rushed towards Qingshan Hospital.
Ye Fan closed his eyes and rested his mind.
At this moment, the special care ward on the third floor of Qingshan Hospital.
The lights were soft and the night was dim, making the whole room seem a little cold.
Hua Jieyu sat by the window, holding a cigarette and looking absently at the deep gate and the heavy guards ahead.
The woman who had always been arrogant and indifferent now felt weak and confused like never before.
These days, great changes have occurred one after another, almost overwhelming Hua Jieyu's strength.
Ye Fan disappeared.
The stunning organization is about to be destroyed.
Hua Nongying turns into a street rat.
And she was severely beaten by a stunning traitor and placed under house arrest, becoming a prisoner unable to escape without the strength of her hands and feet.
The reason she is still alive is because Qin Mojin and the others want to use her to fish out their mother, Hua Nongying.
Hua Nongying used to hate Jianghu and killing, and tried her best to leave this whirlpool, but she had to admit that she was too naive.
People in the arena involuntarily.
She doesn't want to get involved in the feud and doesn't want to kill her, but her enemies won't be reasonable.
However, Hua Jieyu also made a decision not to let herself become Hua Nongying's weakness.
When Aunt Hua was defeated and captured, Hua Jieyu gave herself a temporary fang.
She could bite her fangs and take poison to commit suicide at any time.
Hua Jieyu did not choose to commit suicide immediately because she was thinking about Ye Fan, whose life and death were unknown.
"Ye Fan, if I can see you again before I die, I will die without regrets."
"No, no, it's better not to meet each other. I don't want to see you being implicated by me, or being tortured by the enemy."
"I hope you can take good care of yourself when I'm no longer here, so that I can rest in peace even under the Nine Springs."
"Tell me, which girl will you marry? What will the child you give birth to be like?"
"Have you...ever loved me? Have you ever had a crush on me?"
Hua Jieyu recalled every moment between herself and Ye Fan, as well as the thrill he caused when he climbed up to her, with a trace of confusion on her pale face.
"boom!"
Just when Hua Jieyu was thinking wildly, the door was kicked open.
Then a young man with braids and a man with a gold chain walked in with a dozen people.
Hua Jieyu glanced at these people and instantly recognized them as the people who had robbed Ye Fan and been beaten up by her.
All of them had injured hands and feet, but their smiles were indescribably vulgar and evil: "Dean of the Flower Garden, have a good evening."
Hua Jieyu moved towards the window and shouted, "What do you want to do?"
The man with the gold chain walked slowly forward on crutches, watching Hua Jieyu blow out a breath of hot air:
"Dean Hua, Chairman Qin has recruited more than a dozen forces in order to restore the vitality of the Juese organization and to strengthen the Juese organization."
"I, Jin Banya, have gained the favor of President Qin and have become one of President Qin's cadres. I am responsible for the dirtiest, rottenest and most shady things."
Speaking of the latter sentence, Jin Panya not only showed no shame, but also showed a proud look.
A street gangster became the leader of a stunning organization, worked for Qin Mojin, and even boarded the Iron Lady ship, which was enough to honor his ancestors.
Hua Jieyu shouted: "What do you want to do?"
The man with the gold chain looked at the graceful woman, his eyes couldn't help but shine with a man's light:
"Now that we are eating and drinking from President Qin, of course we have to work hard."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that President Qin and the others were able to quickly locate Dean Hua's hiding place because of the information I, Jin Banya, gave me."
"After you beat me and a group of brothers in the park, I have been thinking about revenge on you and that little boy."
"Not only did I find out your details, but I also sent a lot of people to keep an eye on your whereabouts, ready to look for opportunities to sap you and the young boy."
"So when President Qin took out your photo and asked for help from various forces, I reported you immediately."
He was very proud: "Because of this, I gained President Qin's favor and entered the Juese Organization."
The young man with braids also gave a thumbs up, praising the boss Jin Panya for being far-sighted.
Hearing this, Hua Jieyu shouted angrily: "What a despicable villain. I really regret not beating you to death in the park."
The man with the gold chain chuckled: "Dean Hua has no chance, but she has a chance to deal with us."
"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. Let's come over tonight. It's President Qin's order."
"He hopes Hua Nongying will come out and surrender before the sun rises tomorrow."
"For this reason, in addition to asking Aunt Hua to take the message, I also hope that you will give her a call."
"Dean Hua, don't say you don't know the number. You are mother and daughter. There must be a way to contact you."
"President Qin said that if you cooperate and get Hua Nongying to surrender, he will let you go back to teach at Imperial College of Technology."
He whispered: "And he can do his best to save Hua Nongying's life."
Hua Jieyu hummed: "No way, even if I die, I won't let Hua Nongying show up."
Once the mother is captured alive, given the grudge between her and the Iron Lady, she is afraid that life will be worse than death.
Jin Ban Ya did not get angry when he heard this, but showed a lewd smile:
"President Qin also said that if Dean Hua refuses to cooperate, let us brothers have a good time with Dean Hua."
"Just having fun without wearing any clothes."
"Then record the whole process and send it to Hua Nongying."
"Mother and daughter are of the same mind. President Qin doesn't believe that Hua Nongying will remain indifferent to Dean Hua's suffering."
"Even if you are really indifferent, you can ruin Hua Nongying's reputation and lose her popularity."
"Everyone will accuse her of being cold-blooded, having no maternal love, being selfish and only caring about her own life, and allowing her daughter to be trampled on."
Jin Panya licked his lips: "In that case, her ruined reputation will be the same as death."
Hua Jieyu's pretty face changed: "Qin is shameless when it comes to touching gold, you are shameless."
Jin Banya laughed loudly, twisted his neck and approached Hua Jieyu and said:
"It doesn't matter whether we are shameless or not. What matters now is whether the flower director makes this call?"
"To be honest, from the bottom of my heart, I didn't want Dean Hua to call."
"If you don't call, my brothers and I can get close to the flower director in a legitimate manner."
He laughed strangely: "We can also sing Digging and Digging in the Little Garden..."
The braided young man and the others suddenly laughed wildly: "Dig, dig, dig!"
Hua Jieyu's pretty face turned red and she became angry: "You scumbags, all of you will die!"
She yelled, grabbed the chair next to her and tried to throw it over.
Just as he grabbed the chair, his body trembled, his arms went limp, and the chair fell to the ground with a thud.
Not much strength.
Seeing this, Jin Banya laughed again and took a step closer to Hua Jieyu:
"Dean Hua, you have been given a muscle-strengthening potion, so you are not aggressive."
"All your struggles and efforts will only add to our fun and make us excited."
"You'd better call Hua Nongying and let your mother bear it for you."
He took out a mobile phone and put it in front of Hua Jieyu: "Come on!"
Hua Jieyu grabbed the phone and smashed it into pieces: "I can't fight..."
"Snapped!"
Before he finished speaking, Jin Banya slapped Hua Jieyu away.
His smile disappeared, and he became cold and fierce: "Get her!"
The braided young man and others rushed forward and held Hua Jieyu down.
With a stabbing sound, Jin Banya tore Hua Nongying's coat into pieces.
Hua Nongying gritted her teeth in shame and anger.
"boom!"
At this moment, the wooden door exploded with a loud bang, and two guards flew in with blood spurting out.
A domineering voice exploded in the room like thunder: "Those who use interpretive language will die!"