The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 962 It Was You
An Meiji quickly turned off the monitor, turned her head, pretended to be calm and said, "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Ling Feng had a death-like smile on his face: "Miss An, you should understand that as long as you do it, Ling Shan will be able to find out no matter how many twists and turns you use."

Amiji grasped the pen tightly.

Weibo hacking is only the first step.

She wants to do much more than that.

What she wants to do is to use Bai Yingxu to provoke the relationship between Yan Zhixin and Mo Junting, and make Yan Zhixin completely lose Mo Junting's trust!
Only in this way can she have the opportunity to go to Mo Junting's side.

During this period of time in the public relations department, she was very depressed.

But she had to admit that PR was a great place to be.

... Keeping in touch with the major media outside at any time, it is easy to achieve any goal.

In her opinion, Bai Yingxu's confession is a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

In the past several incidents, the PR department did not take immediate action under her intentional guidance, and Yan Zhixin did not say anything. This time, she thought that there would be enough time for the incident to ferment.

However, not at all.

She didn't even have time to implement the second step.

An Meiji was very unwilling.

Ling Feng put his hands in his pockets, smiling warmly and brightly, like a relaxed chat between friends, but what he said made people want to run away: "Have you figured it out? I can't wait for my scalpel."

Amiji subconsciously looked towards the door.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Do you want to try how many meters you can run in one second?"

Amiji sat slumped on the chair.

It is natural to want to escape, but even if a person can escape a scalpel, he cannot escape a bullet.

Ling Feng raised his hand in satisfaction: "Miss An, please."

Amid everyone's staring salute, An Meiji was brought to Yan Zhixin's office, and Ling Feng reported with a smile: "I brought him here."

Yan Zhixin was not too surprised, looked at An Meiji and said, "So it was you."

There was strong unwillingness in An Meiji's eyes: "So what?"

The two bodyguards just stood behind her without restricting her actions. She took a step forward and approached Yan Zhixin: "Even if I did it, why did you call Ling Feng over? Are you trying to kill me?"

This person is really unrepentant.

Yan Zhixin's eyes were cold, and she threw back her words: "So what?"

"No-how-how-" An Meiji dragged her voice, said through gritted teeth, took another step forward, and suddenly struck Yan Zhixin's neck like lightning!

Seeing Yan Zhixin, she already thought of a way to escape.

Take Yan Zhixin hostage!

After arriving in Haishi, she has never fought with anyone, making people almost forget that she has also been specially trained and has the ability to strike at any time.

Yan Zhixin hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, she was a little unfamiliar, and in a hurry, she just instinctively backed away, and at the same time stretched out her hand to block.

Just as he raised his hand, Ling Feng, who was standing by the side, made a sudden move, and grabbed An Meiji's hands from behind, and cut them backwards, using force.

Snapped!
Snapped!
With two consecutive sounds, he removed his arm neatly.

That voice made my teeth hurt.

And that speed was so fast that before Yan Zhixin could even react, she saw An Meiji let out a scream, and her body went limp.

Ling Feng let her go, still with a good-natured smile on his face: "I'm sorry, Miss Yan, to trouble you."

Yan Zhixin stood her body steady, nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll trouble you."

(End of this chapter)