Chapter 230 It's the Father's Fault if the Son Doesn't Teach

Lu Zhenbao couldn't figure it out either, she really didn't want to hurt Meng Ying in the past.

Although she hated Meng Ying very much and wanted to take revenge on her, she would not use such extreme methods.

At that time, her body was completely out of control, as if someone was grabbing her hand and poking Meng Ying's face.

Who would believe such words?

"I really didn't..." Lu Zhenbao weakly defended himself.

Mu Yuansheng smoked, "Are you finished?"

His voice was unusually cold, and although his eyes were colder that day, they were not as sinister as they are today.

At this moment, Lu Zhenbao understood it belatedly.

This man, what kind of boy is he, a soft rice boy.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Lu Zhenbao knew that if she refused to give in at this time, her fate would be even worse.

I'm afraid it is more cruel than Meng Ying pinching her hand off.

Mu Yuansheng didn't even look at Lu Zhenbao, and glanced at the shocked Lu Zhenqi, "I said, it's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach. What are you going to use to settle things for your daughter?"

Lu Zhenqi can be considered to have heard something.

It must be that Lu Zhenbao caused trouble outside and was sought out to take revenge.

He knew what his daughter was like, spoiled and had a lot of trouble.

In the past, even if troubles were caused, they could be settled with money.

"How much do you want?" No one in this world doesn't like money.

It's not just for money that they come to you with such a big fanfare.

Mu Yuansheng raised his eyebrows lightly, "Money? Huh."

He snorted coldly, pressed the cigarette on the table, and stood up, "Madam's pain, let him feel it too."

"yes."

Mu Yuansheng tugged at the hem of his clothes and walked out of Lu's house.

As soon as he stepped out of the door of Lu's house, there was a shrill scream behind him.

He got into the car expressionlessly and waited quietly inside.

Not long after, Ah Da came out wiping his hands and got into the driver's seat.

The car left Lu's house.

"Jiuye, I asked the ghost to check the situation at that time. According to the surveillance, Lu Zhenbao went to question An Chen who was with his wife, and her words were ugly. She poured wine on An Cheng's face. Just for a moment, the gun in her hand The glass went right into the lady's face."

Ada observed the man from the rearview mirror, "Lu Zhenbao said that she was out of control at the time. If this is true, does that mean that there are experts present at the reception?"

Mu Yuansheng opened his thin lips lightly, "Find out the names of all the people at that time, and find out all the relationships behind them."

"clear."

...

Meng Ying didn't know how long she slept, but felt dizzy and hot all over.

She wanted to wake up but couldn't, her whole body seemed to be roasted on a fire, or in a sea of ​​flames.

In front of her eyes was an inhuman killing, and blood washed away like rain.

Those swords and swords, the hail of bullets, and the blood splattered the whole world red.

She stood between the sky and the earth, her hands were covered with blood, her eyes were red from killing, and she could only hear the sound of bones breaking and knives piercing through the flesh.

boom--

Her body froze.

Hearing a bullet go through her heart like a ball being punctured, hearing life go by.

She looked down at her chest, and the bloody hole there was getting bigger and bigger, so big that she could see the other side from here.

Suddenly, a red liquid poured from the hole, and she couldn't dodge it in time, and her whole body was trapped in a space full of fishy smell.

She wanted to call for help, but couldn't open her mouth.

She struggled desperately, incomparably tormented.

"Meng Ying, Meng Ying, wake up." Mu Yuansheng has been watching by the side, and when he saw something wrong with her, he quickly patted her on the shoulder.

Calling her name loudly.

Meng Ying opened her eyes vigorously, and seeing the anxious face in front of her, she gasped heavily.