Chapter 137: Snow Stained Anger (1)

In the corridor of the hospital, Mu Xueran rushed to the outside of the ICU ward, but she could only see the bloodless and familiar side face through the glass.

With both hands on the glass wall, Mu Xueran's face was almost attached to the glass, just to be able to get closer to him and see more clearly.

Seeing her like this, Wen Liao was a little worried, and stepped forward to comfort her, as if he was comforting himself.

"Madam, the boss will be fine, the doctor said that he will be observed for twelve hours to ensure that he can be transferred to the general ward after he is out of danger, and the boss will definitely wake up. ”

A big man, his eyes were shining with water at this time.

Mu Xueran's face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, and if she looked closely, she didn't have any focus.

"What's going on?" said hoarsely.

"I don't know the specifics, I only heard the sound of a fight on the phone, and by the time I arrived, the boss was unconscious. ”

Duan Yuheng on the side had just finished communicating with the doctor, and walked over and said with a serious face: "In addition to the head injury, Ah Jiu also has bruises and knife wounds on his body, which is obviously deliberately done by someone. ”

Mu Xueran's heart tingled, "Is it serious?"

"All the injuries on the body are small, but there is another injury on the head, in addition to a slight concussion, there will be other sequelae, it is difficult to judge at present. ”

At this time, Wen Liao suddenly remembered something, "We were working overtime to have a video conference, but the boss received a call and left in a hurry." So, could it have something to do with the person who called?"

Mu Xueran narrowed her eyes, and a trace of coldness burst out from her eyes.

took out a black notebook from his backpack, put it on the bench in the corridor, and sat on the floor.

asked Wen Li's time and place of the incident, and she knew that it was the way to the emperor's old house.

The fingertips flew quickly, and in a short time, they invaded the surveillance on that section of the road.

Seeing her operation and the picture displayed on the screen, Duan Yuheng and Wen Yan were both dumbfounded, but soon, their expressions gradually became serious.

Six hours ago, close to seven o'clock, Emperor Jiuxiao was in a meeting, and suddenly Wu's mother called and said that the old man had fallen, which was quite serious, and asked him to come back.

After all, when he is old, it is not a trivial matter to bump into it, although he has a family doctor, but Emperor Jiuxiao is still not at ease.

This section of the road is relatively partial, and there are few vehicles driving at night, so the emperor Jiuxiao increases the speed to the maximum without speeding.

At the intersection, Emperor Jiuxiao had just turned a corner, and suddenly, a car came out from the left side and hit him head-on.

When he saw this car, the two sides were already very close, and they were about to collide together, and Emperor Jiuxiao moved quickly and slammed the steering wheel.

The car suddenly lost control and rushed out of the barrier. With a "bang", he hit a big tree on the side of the road before stopping.

The jeep that caused the accident also stopped nearby.

The car door slowly opened, and two people got out of the car, both dressed in black clothes and black hats, and wearing masks, so they couldn't see their faces at all.

The tall man was in front, and the two men cautiously walked towards the Maybach.

Emperor Jiuxiao is powerful, they all know it, otherwise the employer will not fail three times or twice. Therefore, even if there is such a serious car accident, they do not dare to take it lightly.

The car had knocked the trees crooked, and the front of the car was all shattered, and the cryonics was dripping down.

In the driver's seat, Emperor Jiuxiao was lying on the steering wheel with his head down, bleeding from his forehead, even if he didn't die, it seemed that he was seriously injured.

The man reached behind him and made an OK gesture.

"I didn't expect it to be solved so easily. The other slightly shorter man said with some disdain, "Are you dead?"

The tall man smiled and reached for the car door open, not dead?

At the moment when he tested his breath, Emperor Jiuxiao moved.

His speed was lightning fast, his body flashed inward, and he raised his leg and kicked the man's shoulder.

The tall man felt only a pain in his shoulder, and his body retreated a few meters, falling to the ground. But his kung fu was not practiced in vain, his arm turned back, he supported himself on the ground, and his body stood up again.

Emperor Jiuxiao unbuckled his seat belt as quickly as possible, touched his mobile phone to call Wen Li, and then quickly got out of the car.

Looking at the tall man in front of him, Emperor Jiuxiao's eyes moved slightly, this person was not ordinary.

That person also had a new understanding of the skills of Emperor Jiuxiao, he had only heard about it before, and he only regarded it as a joke. Unexpectedly, his strength was so strong.

Seeing this, the other shorter man shook his hand and held a cold dagger in his hand.

"Emperor Jiuxiao, today is your death. ”

After speaking, he rushed towards the Emperor Nine Owls.

Emperor Jiuxiao's sword frowned slightly, dodging his dagger. At the same time, the tall man's tiger fist had already arrived in front of him.

Emperor Jiuxiao was short and dodged. His legs swept to the ground, as if he knew that the tall man would jump up and hide, and his figure bounced violently.

The iron fist was clenched, and he accurately judged the position of the upper body of the tall man after jumping up, and smashed it hard.

"Ah......h

The short man watched his companion sitting on the ground, holding his leg in pain, and his heart tightened, and his body paused.

At this moment, the figure of the Emperor Nine Owl had already turned around and shot towards him.

The latter hurriedly stepped back and raised his dagger to resist.

Suddenly, Emperor Jiuxiao only felt a feeling of dizziness, and knelt on one knee, it seemed that he was going to fight quickly, otherwise he would really explain it to him if he lost too much blood.

The short man felt that the opportunity had come, and smiled proudly, the dagger in his hand was extremely sharp, and the swarthy blade made people shudder, stabbing at the position of the Emperor Nine Owls.

Emperor Jiuxiao rolled his body and got up quickly, and the man saw that he failed to succeed in one move, and the dagger swung faster.

Emperor Jiuxiao raised his left hand, and the blade slid across the skin around his waist. He only felt a slight pain in his lower back, and it was fine.

The left hand had already grabbed the man's wrist, and the latter was startled, and there was no way to escape if he wanted to retreat.

Emperor Jiuxiao's fist slammed into his chest. The man took three steps back, and with a whoop, a mouthful of blood spat out.

He clutched his chest, trying to rush up again.

"Get in the car!"

The tall man had long felt that the situation was not good, and Emperor Jiuxiao shot too fast, and he didn't know why he broke a leg. Reluctantly drove the car, called his accomplices and fled the scene.

The punch of Emperor Jiuxiao just now was already the end of the crossbow, and his head was already groggy.

Watching the black jeep get farther and farther away, I couldn't hold on any longer.

Finally, it fell.

Wen Li's answer to the phone almost in seconds, vaguely heard the word "death" coming from the other end of the phone, and then the sound of a fight.

Wen Liao instantly sensed that the situation was wrong, and sent someone to check the location of the Emperor Jiuxiao, and when he arrived in a hurry, he saw his boss lying next to the car, blood flowing from his forehead.

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Mu Xueran's face was cold and terrifying, bloodthirsty killing intent burst out from her eyes, her fists creaked, and her knuckles turned white as if they were about to burst.

Duan Yuheng and Wen Yan also had solemn faces, and the two glanced at each other, vaguely suspecting in their hearts.

Mu Xueran turned her head and just saw the two of them looking at each other meaningfully, "Do you know who it is?"

The tone was light, but it was cold without a trace of temperature.

"The emperor's big house has always wanted to seize power, and secretly teamed up with my second uncle to make a lot of small moves, and Ah Jiu has also been assassinated many times before, although there is no evidence, but it has nothing to do with these two people. Duan Yuheng analyzed.

"Emperor Ling Tian!" Mu Xue ran slammed his fist against the wall.