Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 306 Lu Shaochen wants to kill me

Han Mo was still asleep, the thugs glanced at each other, took the quilt and suddenly covered Han Mo's face and pressed it hard.

The instinctive desire to survive made the comatose Han Mo suddenly wake up, struggling hard.

Several other people went up and held down his hands and feet, which meant that they really wanted to kill him.

Han Lingling also answered the phone at the corner——

"My brother was seriously injured. He can't pass tonight. I'll accompany you tomorrow... I'm just such a brother... okay?"

In the end, Han Lingling had no choice but to coax the other party after a long meal, hung up the phone and went back.

"Woooooooo..."

Walking near the ward, he suddenly heard a strange sound, and stepped forward quickly, seeing someone trying to kill his brother.

Han Lingling shouted as she ran, "Help, doctor, I'm going to kill you here..."

The people inside were startled, and two people ran out immediately, jumped up unceremoniously, and kicked one at a time.

Han Lingling was kicked and flew out, hitting the floor of the aisle heavily.

It felt like my internal organs were about to be kicked out.

The man stepped forward quickly and was about to knock her unconscious when suddenly a companion shouted, "Grab him!"

The thug who was trying to stun Han Lingling saw Han Mo running away suddenly, and immediately chased after him with other companions.

Han Lingling turned her head and saw several people chasing her brother. In desperation, she hurriedly called Chu Jiaren, wanting to ask her to let her go, begging her to spare her brother.

Han Mo had prosthetics installed, no matter how he ran, he was no match for those thugs who could be seen as gangsters at first sight.

He ran desperately. If he shouted for help, he might be dealt with before the doctor on duty arrived.

Han Mo could only run while looking for a place to hide.

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Chu Jiaren's cell phone rang suddenly, it was Han Lingling's call, and she immediately stepped on the brakes.

"Chu Jiaren, I beg you to let my brother go, don't kill him, I beg you..."

"Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone is going to kill my brother..." Han Lingling said incoherently, "Chu Jiaren, I know I was wrong, and I will never fight against you again. I don't want money anymore. Please spare my brother..."

"Lingling, hurry up and call the police, and at the same time call the doctor on duty immediately, and I'll rush over there right away."

Chu Jiaren immediately drove back to the hospital.

There were not many vehicles on the road at night, Chu Jiaren stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the speed reached the highest speed to rush to the hospital.

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Han Mo has been on the run, and in a blink of an eye he ran to the rooftop on the fifth floor and closed the door of the rooftop.

Someone was kicking the door hard, Han Mo looked around, trying to find a place to hide.

But the roof is empty, there is no place to hide.

Han Mo stood on the edge of the roof, listening to someone kicking the door violently, his hind legs were nervous.

He knew that as long as those people rushed up, he would be dead.

Perhaps because of too much exercise, Han Mo's prosthetic limb suddenly fell off, his body became unstable, and he fell heavily from the fifth-floor rooftop.

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Chu Jiaren finally arrived at the hospital, slammed on the brakes, opened the car door and got out of the car and rushed into the medical building. When she heard something fall to the ground, she turned her head and saw that it was the wreckage of an artificial intelligence prosthesis.

She looked up subconsciously, and the moment she raised her head, Han Mo slammed heavily on the ground from her eyes.

Blood gurgled out.

Han Mo fell into a pool of blood...

Chu Jiaren was stunned, even her eyes were trembling.

"Cough..." Han Mo coughed convulsively, his eyes began to loosen.

"Han...Han Mo..." Chu Jiaren immediately stepped forward to hug Han Mo who was in a pool of blood, her lips trembling, she was at a loss as to what to say and what to do.

Han Mo tightly grasped Chu Jiaren's hand, "Lu Shaochen is going to kill me...I...cough...I hate..." His hand dropped weakly, his eyes closed unwillingly, and he stopped breathing forever.

"Brother—" Han Lingling rushed out and shouted heartbreakingly.

(End of this chapter)