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Chapter 201 If Zheng Qingqing Loses a Hair

Shocked, she took a step back warily.

At this moment, her thinking became clearer: "Uncle Sheng, we haven't figured out the cause and effect, so you can't convict me."

"Yes, I can't convict you." Sheng Mingzhuo sneered and pulled her away: "I don't need to convict, you are guilty! Zheng Qingqing, you are guilty. You killed my daughter, you killed her!" she!"

At this moment, Sheng Mingzhuo's strength was astonishing because of his anger and pain.

When he pulled Zheng Qingqing out of the Zheng family compound, Zheng Qingqing was almost completely forced to be passive, with no room for struggle.

She saw a car not far away, and the black-clothed bodyguards in the car saw them coming, and immediately stepped forward to subdue Sheng Mingzhuo for her.

When she was forced into the car, she heard the lead bodyguard say, "Master Sheng, what should we do next?"

"Contact Shen Zhao and ask him to come over." Sheng Mingzhuo lowered his voice, his expression dark and crazy.

Zheng Weiwei felt that a thin needle pierced into the skin of the back of her neck.Afterwards, the cold potion was poured in, and the skin on the back of her neck and her heart felt cool.

She almost desperately thought, after Lu Xicheng came back, would she never be found again?He is just a famous doctor, even if he is famous, how can he fight against such a wealthy family.

Zheng Qingqing hoped that he would not come to her.If she was lucky enough to leave, she would naturally go to his side.However, she didn't want him to take risks...

But when her consciousness was completely blurred, she heard a condensed and clear voice, that voice said: "Let me go."

It is Lu Xicheng.

The tears that Zheng Qingyuan finally stopped, slipped down again.

Why did he come back at this time? If he was injured, what would she do?
But her consciousness had completely fainted, and she couldn't think any more.

Sheng Mingzhuo looked at the unexpected guest in surprise.

The man has a warm and elegant face, his eyes are brewing cold, he is wearing a simple light-colored windbreaker, no matter how you look at it, he is the gentle figure of Zhilan Yushu.

Sheng Mingzhuo and Zheng Weiwei have grievances, but they don't want to hurt irrelevant people.

He frowned, and thought he reminded him kindly: "You are Zheng Qingqing's husband? Young man, let me remind you, any woman can marry home..."

The second half of the sentence was blurred because it was suppressed.

No one saw how Lu Xicheng grabbed Sheng Mingzhuo's collar, and when everyone reacted, Sheng Mingzhuo was already heavily suppressed on the car.

Over the years, Sheng Mingzhuo's health has been getting worse day by day, and now he was hit like this, and he already spit out a mouthful of blood from his throat.

There was blood spattered on the collar of Lu Xicheng's pure white shirt, which was intense and bright red.

And Lu Xicheng watched Sheng Mingzhuo trembling and convulsing under his hands coldly, his smile had long been frozen.

He tore off the warm mask, and his whole body was filled with a chilling hostility and a sense of oppression.

He said word by word: "If Zheng Qingqing loses a single hair, I will make it difficult for all of your Sheng family."

It could not be said that the tone was not cruel, Sheng Mingzhuo's heart shuddered, and he was about to speak out to refute, but he had to give up because of the sudden increase in strength of the other party.

Sheng Mingzhuo's breathing was heavy, like a dilapidated old bellows, the sound was harsh.

He glanced at the hesitant bodyguard aside, his eyes were about to split, and he said in a rough voice: "Take me away, I don't believe it, what can he do to me!"

(End of this chapter)