After hearing this, the two of them walked to stand opposite Chen Yang with cold expressions. Ye Tianming died, and these brothers must be responsible for Mi Le's safety.
At Shanghai Tongren Hospital, the second-generation ancestors stood outside the emergency room and called Rong Handong to inform him. Not long after, Shanghai Mayor Rong Handong hurriedly arrived with his secretary.
"What's going on with Li Haiqing?" They didn't dare not tell the truth when facing Rong Handong, so they told the story exactly.
Rong Handong's face became darker and darker. He hated his son for failing to live up to expectations, but no matter how disappointing he was, he was still his son. Now that he was beaten to the point where he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he was still rescuing him. How could he swallow this sigh of relief?
"Where's the murderer?"
"Uncle Rong! Don't worry. Mr. Qi and the others are at the scene. The murderer can't escape and the dean is personally rescuing him. Zhenghao will be fine."
Rong Handong looked at them and said in a deep voice: "You guys actually let a woman beat Zhenghao into serious injuries."
At this moment, a high-heeled shoe hit the ground, and a very rhythmic clicking sound came, "I will not only severely injure him, but also kill him." The voice was cold and full of murderous intent, which made him, a powerful man,
, my heart trembles
I slowly turned around and saw a very beautiful woman in her mid-twenties walking over.
"Uncle Rong, she was the one who injured Zhenghao," Li Haiqing's face changed and he shouted.
"Catch her," Rong Handong said in a deep voice.
His secretary and the second-generation ancestors were just about to move, but their bodies froze and they didn't dare to move. Rong Handong saw that a gun suddenly appeared in the woman's hand, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. He took a deep breath to calm down.
He felt nervous and said: "We can talk about anything, just put the gun down first."
"My name is Mi Le! You should be Rong Zhenghao's father, the mayor of Shanghai in his mouth."
"Yes! If you have any conditions, you can put forward them. As long as I can fulfill them, I will definitely do it."
Mi Le walked up to Rong Handong and pointed a gun at his head: "It's your father's fault if you don't raise him well. I don't know how you raised such a trash son. I don't think I can compare to his son."
"How much better"
"Put down the gun, do you know what the consequences will be?" Rong Handong's secretary suddenly shouted
Mi Le suddenly turned around and pointed the gun at him, "You'd better shut up. Do you believe I will blow your head off with my gun?"
Rong Handong's secretary opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but feeling the strong murderous aura in Mi Le's body, he smacked his lips for a long time without making any sound.
"You are still so young, why go to a dead end? Put down the gun and surrender, and strive for leniency." Rong Handong is worthy of being the mayor of a city. He has been through the storms and calmed down his nervous mood so quickly.
Mi Le suddenly smiled: "Leniency? I have already killed one person, do I care about killing one more?" Mi Le's eyes actually showed the look of longing for death, "My husband is dead, and my life has no meaning anymore."
Rong Handong's expression changed and his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw the desire to die in Mi Le's eyes.
Mi Le looked up at the emergency room opposite and said: "Rong Zhenghao must die." After a few steps, he walked to the door of the emergency room, raised his foot and kicked it suddenly.
"boom!"
He didn't kick him away, but a roar came from the emergency room, "What are you doing? Don't you know there are seriously ill patients being rescued here?"