Chapter 186

But the Qingling villa is single door and single building. Even the garden is small, standing alone on the hillside.

The dark night looked like a ghost town in a ghost film.

If Qing Yaosheng hadn't been brave, she wouldn't dare to enter again if she was an ordinary woman.

"Smelly boy, if it were you, labor and capital would kill you!" Qingyao scolded song Lezhi as he continued to rush.

The sound of the car soon caught the attention of the people in the villa.

Song Lezhi's hand with the gun shook, and the mobile phone that almost pulled the trigger quickly took back.

However, the muzzle of the gun was still against Lu Shaoqiu's forehead.

After looking at Song Lezhi, several black men quietly disappeared in the trees at the door.

As soon as Qingyao got off the bus, he was rushed up by several people.

Her skill was not half that of Lu Shaoqiu, and she was defeated in a few times.

They were bundled into the hall.

At the first glance, he saw Lu Shaoqiu, who was embarrassed and hurt in several places on his face.

Qingyao suddenly became numb.

The next second he struggled fiercely to save Lu Shaoqiu. He shouted hoarsely: "Song Lezhi, you son of a bitch, let Lu Shaoqiu go!"

Seeing that she was tied in, song Lezhi subconsciously didn't want her to see the scene of the gun against her head, and quickly put the gun into her trouser pocket.

The more she struggled, the two black men twisted her tighter, as if they were going to break her arms.

Qingyuan exhaled with pain.

Song Lezhi also heard it and quickly said, "let her go. It's my friend."

The black man paused for a few seconds and then slowly released yunqingyuan.

Qingyao ran over in an instant and immediately pulled away the gun in Song Lezhi's hand to untie Lu Shaoqiu.

As soon as his hand touched the rope before and after Lu Shaoqiu, he saw a silver flash past his eyes, and then it tightly hit the back of Lu Shaoqiu's head.

Song Lezhi's voice was gentle: "don't move! You can't untie the rope as fast as I pull the trigger!"

Qing Yao fixed his eyes on the silver pistol, and his face was as gray as gray.

Lu Shaoqiu turned and saw her white face. He felt a pain in his heart and whispered, "don't be afraid. He doesn't dare to shoot. Step back."

He didn't expect her to come. Although he was pleased with her attitude towards himself, he was most angry.

She wouldn't rather climb the balcony to escape herself. Since she escaped, why is she here now?

It turned out that Lu Shaoqiu didn't worry about losing against song Lezhi, but now that she came, his chances of winning fell a lot in an instant.

Just came in to see this scene, has exceeded Qingyao's imagination.

For profit, song Lezhi kidnapped Lu Shaoqiu.

Foreign professional thugs were also invited.

Those were already the cruelest struggles she had ever known.

But it's much more than that.

Song Lezhi even used a gun.

Look at his expression, Qingyao can't believe it. The gun is real.

She dared not move at all.

The fingers holding the rope trembled violently.

His voice shook badly: "I don't understand. I don't understand. Song Lezhi, if you take the gun away, the gun will go off. You can't kill him. If you kill him, you'll go to jail, and you'll lose your life. Take it away..."

"You step back!"

Qingyao quickly stopped, raised both hands and stepped back: "OK, OK, I'll step back. Put the gun down quickly."

She didn't even dare to raise her voice. She was afraid that if she was careless, the gun would fire.

Lu Shaoqiu died in front of him in a blood hole on his head.

If so, she will die.

She thought that if Lu Shaoqiu really died, she would never live more for a second.

Retreating to a few meters, Qingyao trembled and asked: "... How can you let him go?"

Song Lezhi turned to look at Lu Shaoqiu, who was still as calm as a mountain under the muzzle of the gun: "Qingyao, have you really known this man? Did he tell you frankly about his real origin and the purpose of everything he did?"

Qingyao shook his head and shouted, "I don't care about his origin. I don't want to know anything. Now I just want you to tell me how to let him go!"

Song Lezhi smiled: "just don't give up on him? Even if he is a complete liar, he deceives you and everyone. Do you want to save him?"

Looking at his gun, Qingyao was frightened: "put the gun down first! Put the gun down and we'll talk again!"

Lu Shaoqiu looked at her panicked face and worried that it would last longer. She couldn't bear it. She said coldly, "Qingyao, you go quickly! Don't worry about the things here. This is the gratitude and resentment between me and him. There's nothing you can do to plug in! Go quickly!"

"Don't drive me away. Let's go together! Lu Shaoqiu, aren't you always good at Ziyi? He wants to kidnap you. How could you be fooled? I'm really disappointed in you..." Qingyuan kept his eyes on the gun, and his heart felt suffocated.

She's scared, really scared.

I'm afraid Lu Shaoqiu will die and disappear completely.

A black man who stood by Qingyao saw that she was excited and took a few steps forward.

Unexpectedly, Qingyao suddenly rushed over and pulled out a sharp knife pinned to his waist, the tip of which pierced his neck.

Fast as lightning.

The people at the scene didn't react.

The gun in Song Lezhi's hand suddenly fell off, stared wide, and quickly ran towards Qingyao.

"Don't come here!" Qingyao immediately stopped him. "If you come here again, I'll go down with a knife. Don't you want to kill Lu Shaoqiu? It's a big deal. I'll die with him! I'm dead, whatever you do with him!"

"Yun Qingyao, put down the knife!" Lu Shaoqiu desperately wanted to untie the rope behind him and roared.

"You put the knife down!" Song Lezhi also blushed.

"You let us go, or I'll die in front of you!" Qingyao looked at Song Lezhi straight, as if unconscious, and the tip of the knife pricked in again.

The chest of the white T-shirt has been stained with open blood.

"Song Lezhi, you counsellor, don't grab her knife!" Lu Shaoqiu felt that his heart was going to pop out of his chest and screamed at the top of his voice.

"Don't come here! Who dares to come here, I'll stab it again!" Qingyuan's voice was weak because the blood kept flowing.

Song Lezhi was already frightened by her. He didn't want to watch her die.

The blood dyed her clothes, his eyes and his heart red.

He shouted in panic, "OK! I'll let him go! I'll let go! Put down the knife!"

Qingyao hooked his lips and smiled: "untie him!"

"What are you waiting for? Untie his rope!" Song Lezhi yelled at the black man.

Lu Shaoqiu was untied and didn't care about anything. Song Lezhi tied his revenge, pointed a gun at his forehead and threw the humiliation behind his head. He only remembered Qingyao's life and death.

He went forward to grab Qingyao's knife. Qingyao shouted with all his strength: "don't take my knife!"

"OK, I won't take it!" Lu Shaoqiu calmly stepped forward slowly. According to her meaning, she didn't take the knife in her hand, but picked her up and hurried out of the house.

Outside the building, Shi LAN drove with sunspots.

Lu Shaoqiu quickly sat in the car and said, "go to the hospital, come on!"

"Yes!" the driver answered immediately, and the car that had just stopped sped forward again in the dark night.

Shi langang was frightened by the blood of Qingyao.

It took several seconds to relax.

She looked back and just saw song Lezhi coming out of the house.

The young man looked no better than Qingyao and Lu Shaoqiu.

A face is as white as gray.

Both legs were weak and held at the door by several black men

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Shareholders' meeting of Songmen group.

16% of the group's shares were successfully transferred from Xu Conghua, chairman of Xujia group, to Lu Shaoqiu, President of Pangu group.

Lu Shaoqiu's own abilities are obvious to everyone here.

His Pangu group is no worse than Songmen group in all aspects except years.

It can be seen that this person's participation is beneficial to Songmen group.

For the sake of their own interests, the shareholders present will not raise any objection.

This is like looking for a backer. A solid backing is always easy to worry about.

The meeting was successfully concluded after it was unanimously adopted.

Song Qi is closing the meeting.

Just as everyone was about to break up.

Lu Shaoqiu, the new shareholder who has just delivered the speech of the authorized receiver of shares, slowly stood up.

In a crowd, he is more handsome and outstanding.

He smiled slowly: "taking advantage of this shareholders' meeting, the members of the group's board of directors are here. I have something to announce. However, before announcing, I need to invite two more people to attend the meeting."

The meeting was silent.

Song Qizheng smiled modestly and respectfully: "Mr. Lu, only the serving members of the board of directors have been eligible to participate in the shareholders' meeting of Songmen group. Today, there are no absent members. Are you talking about these two?"

Lu Shaoqiu smiled: "Song Dong, are you sure it's all here?"

"Do you mean Xiaoer song Lezhi and my wife Dongfang Bing? Dongfang Bing is a share of my song family and has not participated in the company's affairs, so it has never been necessary to attend. However, Xiaoer song Lezhi is ill and has not been able to attend today through the understanding of all shareholders."

Lu Shaoqiu smiled deeply and said slowly, "what about the other two family shareholders, song Mozhi and Lu Xiaoya?"

Song Qizheng's face was solemn.

The scene was even more atmospheric, and no one dared to make a sound.

Song Mozhi and Lu Xiaoya are in the Song family, but no one dares to mention their taboos.

President Lu, a newcomer, dares to act so recklessly.

It seems that if he joins, I'm afraid there will be no peace for the Songmen group.

Song Qizheng soon calmed down and asked in a slow voice, "President Lu, do you know what you're asking at the moment?"

Lu Shaoqiu smiled complacently: "I know very well, and it is these two who I want to invite."

He raised his voice at the door of the conference room: "Shi LAN, please invite Lu Xiaoya, the former wife of Songmen group, to come in!"

"Yes, Mr. Lu!" Shi LAN, who had been waiting at the door, answered loudly.

There was an uproar.

The faces of song Qizheng and song Yanzhi were blue and black at the same time.

The door of the conference room was pushed open.

In a wheelchair, Lu Xiaoya, dressed in a delicate Tibetan cheongsam, was pushed slowly by Shi LAN.

She wore proper light makeup and a cloud bun, just like the image of a lady when she attended the shareholders' meeting of Songmen group many years ago.