When Lu Fan and Zhong Waner walked down, a group of fully armed bodyguards ran past them, aiming straight for the backyard.
"Mr. Lu, let's go there quickly, I'm afraid the situation in the backyard has changed." Zhong Waner said worriedly.
Lu Fan nodded lightly, and then followed Zhong Waner to the backyard.
I saw brightly lit lights in the backyard, surrounded by hundreds of people, each holding a blast shield, rubber rod, electric baton, and gun. Others held iron ropes and shackles in their hands, and they were all staring at the prisoners as if they were faced with a formidable enemy.
direction of the backyard.
There are still twenty or thirty people lying on the ground. Either an arm or a leg is missing. The wounds are tear-shaped, dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood are blurred. They were all torn off by brute force. There are also several people with necks.
A large piece of flesh was missing, but luckily no blood vessels were bitten off, so his life was temporarily saved.
Wails were heard one after another, and the ground was covered with blood. It was too horrible to see.
Zhong Boyong was surrounded by a group of bodyguards with explosion-proof shields, but he still shouted loudly: "Don't use the gun, don't use the gun!"
Although his men suffered heavy losses, he still didn't want his daughter to be harmed.
"What's going on? Did you send someone to rush in again?"
Zhong Waner quickly grabbed a bodyguard and asked.
The bodyguard was also covered in blood, and a large piece of flesh was missing from his face. He was pressing a thick tissue against the wound with a look of pain on his face.
"The master asked us to go in and control the eldest lady first, but..."
The bodyguard couldn't go on, as if the scene that just happened in the backyard had deeply stimulated his fragile nerves. Just recalling it for a moment, he was so frightened that he couldn't extricate himself.
Zhong Waner knew that nothing could be asked from these people, so she hurriedly pulled Lu Fan towards Zhong Boyong: "Godfather, Mr. Lu is here..."
"Brother Lu!"
Zhong Boyong heard the sound and walked out of the crowd, with a look of remorse and guilt on his face.
"I'm sorry, it was my fault. I, Zhong, am too blind to recognize Taishan."
"Please, Mr. Lu, please have enough to save Zhong this time."
At this moment, Zhong Boyong regretted his attitude toward Lu Fan that night.
"Afterwards, Mr. Lu was beaten and punished as he pleased, but I, Zhong, will never say anything about it."
"Pop!"
He slapped himself several times with his backhand, and fell to his knees with a pop: "Please Mr. Lu, please take action, please my Zhong family!"
The current situation is completely beyond Zhong Boyong's control and imagination. If Zhong Ziyan is not killed, the Lu family will be devastated and blood will flow into rivers. But to kill Zhong Ziyan, it is better to kill him first. Zhong Ziyan is his hope for survival.
, but all this cannot be stopped without killing Zhong Ziyan, so I can only place all my hopes on Lu Fan.