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Chapter 129 Decisive Battle [[-]]

Yun Lang nodded, helped him up, took out his gun and shot Phyllis in the shoulder.

Phyllis didn't expect him to be so ruthless, and Song Miao's moves were a second slower.

Song Miao took the opportunity to cut her arm back and push her to kneel down on the cold ground.

Yunzhu walked towards her step by step, stopped, and looked down at her, the temperament of the breeze and the moon faded away, as if a demon was tearing the existing skin.

His eyes became colder by minute.

Yunlang handed over the gun.

Yun Zhu pulled the trigger, and blood stained the dark and cold body of the gun.

"Sir, you can't kill me. The lady told you to be kind to the people around you. You can't kill me."

"Phyllis." His voice was extremely cold, "Of course I would listen to Luoluo's words, but I haven't found out how she died that year. You hate her as much as she treats you well." ...If I killed you today, Luoluo wouldn't say anything."

His fingers gradually tightened.

Song Miao suddenly grabbed the gun and whispered: "Brother, no, we haven't caught Le Lang yet. Keep her."

Yun Zhu raised his head to stare at her, his eyes full of ruthless paranoia.

Song Miao tightened his muzzle and shook his head.

Yunzhu was in a stalemate with her.

Song Miao pursed her lips, let go of Phyllis, and changed the hands holding the muzzle of the gun into two.

"Brother, no."

Yun Yu stared at her coldly, breathing more and more unsteadily.

Song Miao tightened the muzzle of the gun, walked to him along the muzzle, and opened his bleeding palm.

"Brother, I still can't kill him."

She held his hand and told Yunlang: "Go down and get the medicine first, and lock her in the dungeon."

Yun Lang nodded: "Yes, madam."

After Phyllis, who was covered in cold sweat and unable to struggle, was taken out of the room, Song Miao led Yunxi into the bathroom, twisted a cold handkerchief over his side neck, and gently persuaded: "Brother, wait until you catch me!" Lang will deal with her, otherwise how can he avenge Ah Luo."

When Yun Zhu heard Feng Luo's name, she gradually calmed down. She pressed the towel around her neck with her blood-stained hands, and said in a cold voice, "Go out."

Song Miao closed the bathroom door for him with a bang, and left the room only after hearing the sound of water.

dungeon.

When Song Miao arrived, Phyllis was lying on the cold ground, panting unbearably.

She is such a woman, she can do whatever she can, even herself.

Song Miao opened the dungeon door, squatted in front of her and pinched her chin, with a contemptuous and sarcastic voice, "Didn't expect that, he would rather die than touch you."

"So what." Phyllis stared straight at her, her eyes were stern, her voice trembling, "Anyway, you won't live much longer, Song Miao, please beg me, I will let you live longer Live for a while."

Song Miao laughed, and tightened her hand on her chin, with a playful voice, "Who is begging whom? Phyllis, you are confused. What am I begging you for?"

"Don't you feel that you can't do what you want recently, and your heart hurts suddenly?" Phyllis calmed down, "You don't have to pretend, I know best what I used for you, do you want to live? Let Yunzhu beg me."

Song Miao raised her eyebrows, and the astonishment that flashed in her eyes was caught by Phyllis, she laughed out loud, "Song Miao, I didn't expect it, I will win in the end, Feng Luo can't win me, you think with your talent, Can amuse me."

Song Miao's face turned cold instantly, she got up and kicked the wound on her shoulder, turned and left.

"Yunlang, take good care of her."

"What do you want to do?" Phyllis panicked.

"Let you experience foreign traditional culture." Song Miao's voice was extremely cold, wrapped in a coldness that she had never released.

Phyllis backed away in fear, her mouth mumbled, "Yun... Yunlang, miss said, miss said you can't touch me, you can't..."

Yun Lang snorted lightly, "When you betrayed Miss Feng Luo and made her the sorrow of the people of country F, you should have thought of this result long ago!"

When the screams sounded, Song Miao stood at the door of the dungeon and looked up at the full moon in the vast sky.

Fifteen.

It's time to end, she's tired.

……

A few days later, Song Miao and Xia Yili were studying the gilt virus in the laboratory.

Simonke's phone call came.

Song Miao didn't pick it up, and waited for him to call the third one before picking it up, with a hoarse voice: "Mr. Ximen."

The three-point soft, soft Simon's heart was stunned.

"Miao Miao, why can't I get in touch these days." He was a little anxious, "Shall we have lunch together at noon? Let's chat."

Song Miao hummed lightly, "I'll book a restaurant."

Her voice suppressed grievances, which made Simonke flustered.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yili gave her a thumbs up, "You are really an actor, the other day Ivan told me what you asked Cha to do, I really admire you, Song Miao, man, or Just don’t take on so much responsibility.”

Song Miao nodded the baby in her stomach, "Look, you have taken on a lot of responsibilities, can you grasp Ji Shili's psychological state? A child, you just gave it to him so easily? Xia Yili, you are the one Crazy."

Xia Yili shrugged, "How should I put it? My experimental materials are still missing him. I will deal with this child after he recovers."

boom--

The sound of shattering tiles.

Xia Yili turned his head, and saw a white figure leaving quickly.

She hurriedly chased him out, and saw the man get into the car, and the car sped away.

She quickly took out her cell phone to make a call.

No one picked up.

After making two calls, she packed her phone and went back to the laboratory with her stomach straight.

Song Miao leaned against the door of the laboratory and clicked his tongue twice, "Misfortune comes from the mouth, right?"

Xia Yili gave her a white look, "Okay, don't you want to accompany Simonke?"

Song Miao frowned: "I don't care about you."

Xia Yili sent her away, snuggled into the sofa outside the laboratory, flipped through WeChat with his mobile phone.

……

Rose Restaurant.

When Song Miao arrived, Simonke was already waiting, and he seemed to be more radiant recently.

As soon as she entered the door, she ran into Xing Shao who was coming towards her.

The black cloth on his eyes was replaced with white brocade, and with his white suit, he looked a little more energetic.

"Mr. Shao, Mrs. Yun." The assistant pushing the wheelchair reminded him behind him.

Xing Shao said "Huh?", his nose fluttered, and he nodded slightly after smelling Song Miao's body: "Mrs. Yun."

Song Miao immediately took two steps forward, nodded, "Director Shao."

Xing Shao only nodded lightly, didn't say anything else, and ordered his assistant to push him away.

Song Miao watched him walk away before sitting opposite Simonke.

"What's the matter? Mr. Simon, is there something urgent?"

Simonke handed her the document at hand, "This is the financial report of Yunluo Group. My people found a major flaw. If you want, we can take down Yunluo in one fell swoop. How about it?"

Song Miao flipped through the documents, then exclaimed, and asked in a low voice, "Using public funds to make drugs?"

She quickly closed the folder and asked in a low voice, "Will Yunxi do this kind of business?"

She looked suspicious.

Simonke quickly said: "Why not, he is a businessman, making money is the most important thing, and his power is considered strong here, so there is nothing you dare not do. You put this document in Yunluo's finances, and when the time comes Someone help you."

Song Miao pursed her lips and nodded.

Satisfied, Simonke handed her the menu, called the waiter, and waited for her to order with peace of mind.

After Song Miao had dinner with him, he drove to Yunluo Group by himself.

It was a few days later that the Yunluo Group was revealed to be involved in drugs.

Song Miao watched the police enter the company, stood at the door and called Simonke, but no one answered.

She called a few times in a row, and when he picked it up, she immediately said in a trembling voice, "Ximen, the police are here, so nothing will happen."

Simonke comforted her, "No, don't worry, it's just a routine inquiry, and I might come to you too, just don't know anything, put all the responsibility on Yunxi, and cry when you're scared, the police It won't be hard for you."

Song Miao hummed, and before she hung up the phone, the police stood behind her, "Madam Yun, please come with us to the police station."

Song Miao hung up the phone with a hum.

Yun Yu and Song Miao were invited into the police car at the same time, and the news reached country F's headlines within half an hour.

When Song Miao was waiting for a summons in the lobby of the police station, he looked at the TV on the wall post that was broadcasting news, and slightly pursed his lips.

Le Lang.

She doesn't believe he hasn't taken the bait yet.

She also specially wore light blue colored contact lenses today, and cut short hair with the same style as Feng Luo.

She didn't believe he couldn't see it.

……

Before Song Miao was summoned, she ran into Vivian who came in a hurry at the police station.

Seeing her sitting on the bench, Vivienne bribed the policeman who guarded the hall to sit behind her, and said softly: "Simenke is already preparing to attack Yunluo, the project plan you gave him It's been a third of the way, what do you mean by this now."

Song Miao covered her face with her hands, pretending to be sad, "Dang out the meaning of the big money behind him, Vivienne, hurry up to contact the big customers of Ximen Group, transfer these big customers within three months, I hope you succeed. "

After the words fell, the policeman said to her, "Song Miao, the interrogation room."

Vivian watched her go from the corner of her eye, and waited for her back to disappear before leaving the police station as usual.

trial room.

Song Miao answered all the questions with "I don't know". He was supposed to be detained for 48 hours, but in the last hour, the police station exploded.

An explosion that seemed to retaliate against the society, but in the midst of chaos, Song Miao was knocked out and taken away.

……

When he woke up again, Song Miao didn't know the time.

The salty sea smell permeated the small room, and she stretched herself to death, seeing her arms tied with thin chains, her expression was indifferent.

She flicked her wrist lightly, and kicked the small shelf next to the bed, the medicine tray on it fell to the floor, and the syringes and powder were scattered all over the floor.

Hearing the sound, someone outside the door kicked open the door, and pointed the muzzle of the black gun directly between her eyebrows.

Song Miao stared at the man with serious eyes.

Handwrapped in black cloth.

mercenary.

Not a good stubble.

She subconsciously took a step back, nestled into the corner of the bed and hugged her knees, her eyes buried in the center of her knees.

"Take her out." The bloody voice.

Alarm bells rang in Song Miao's heart.

Le Lang.

It must be him.

Hearing this, the man at the door grabbed Song Miao's wrist and dragged her out of the room.

Only then did Song Miao realize that the thin chain on her wrist was very long, long enough to walk towards the man blowing the wind on the deck.

The man is holding the white railing with both hands, and the blood vessels on his muscles are bursting, which is not easy to mess with.

With her back on his back, he doesn't seem to be gazing at the ocean.

He asked her, "What's your relationship with Feng Luo?"

Song Miao shook her head while wrapping her fingers around the thin chain, "I've never heard of it."

"Haven't heard of it? Are you not from country F?!"

The man turned around abruptly, Song Miao was stunned by his handsome and cold face.

She didn't have time to think about it, and immediately said with a trembling voice: "I really don't know, I'm from Huaguo."

Her English is fairly fluent, but it is mixed with foreign accents. The man raised his eyebrows and stared deeply into her eyes.

"Are you wearing colored contact lenses?" The man's voice was cold.

Song Miao trembled slightly, touched her eyes with her fingers, and took off the two pieces of contact lenses to reveal her original eyes.

Le Lang suddenly laughed.

He stared at Song Miao's pair of light amber pupils, and laughed louder and louder.

picture!resembles!

He stared at the amputated little finger of his right hand, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Take good care of her."

"Yes. Boss." The man holding Song Miao grabbed the thin chain and swung him, throwing him back into the room.

Song Miao slammed into the bed with her hind legs, and the frightened expression on her face suddenly decreased, and her eyes were fully guarded.

His body was bruised and bruised.

When Song Miao lay dying on the ground, the man took the iron bucket outside the door and threw it into the sea. After picking up a bucket of sea water, he poured it straight on Song Miao.

Song Miao tightly closed her eyes, feeling the tingling pain from the wound.

Seven days.

Song Miao's wound closed and cracked, and on the night of the seventh day, she could no longer distinguish any sounds, her ears were full of buzzing.

Her fingers have been covered one by one, and her sense of smell is no longer obvious, but she can smell the stench.

Her wounds are rotting.

Song Miao, you should be dying soon.

"Xia Yili, you are such a waste."

After she cursed, the buzzing in her ears was replaced by the sound of cannons.

She laughed and closed her eyes peacefully.

Women still have to be scolded to show up.

The sound of bullets on the sea tore through the sea breeze, and the blades of the wind ignited a big fire. Song Miao felt very hot, very hot.

Her eyes, ears, mouth and nose were blocked due to the heat.

She gave up.

It's not bad to be able to kill the enemy for Yunxi.

He rescued her from the mud back then, and the grace of saving her life is over, and she has nothing to commemorate.

Suddenly, she was lifted up.

The man called her: "A Miao."

Song Miao thought he was funny, how could he still hear that sound when he was almost dead.

It's been so many years, I've been pestering her for so many years, why don't I let her go.

She raised her hand, trying to push him, but she had no strength.

Finally, all she heard was a loud bang.

She seemed to be lifted to the surface of the sea by the fire, floated for a while, and fell into the deep seabed again.

all clean.

……

It's rainy and cold at night.

Song Miao didn't know what season it was.

When she opened her eyes, it was a damp wooden house, and there was the sound of crackling firewood in her ears.

She turned her head lightly and saw the kettle rumbling on the firewood, her thoughts were still a little dazed.

Xia Yili found her.

The battle with Le Lang.

The sea exploded.

She deserved to die.

"Are you awake?" an old and vigorous voice.

"Huh?" Song Miao turned his head to the other side, and saw the old man leaning his arms against the window, staring at her, and the light above his head cast him, making him look extremely stooped.

"You saved me?" Song Miao remembered, but couldn't get up.

The old man hummed, "You are lucky, you met me, the other luck is not as good as you, half dead, it's been four months, and it doesn't look like you want to die, it's really troublesome."

(End of this chapter)