Chapter 215: Revenge Plan

In fact, Yang Xiaoji also understands that Anne is a dark flower person and has no choice.

Break the rules once, and the Dark Flower Society will disappear forever.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Xiaoji knows that being with Anne may really be wrong.

This fault is not just because Anne is the owner of the Dark Flower Society, but because of the emotional torture that follows him.

Yang Xiaoji drank a lot of wine in the nightclub of Dynasty Entertainment, Mo Ling has always been by her side, seeing Yang Xiaoji use alcohol to anesthetize herself so much, her heart is even more painful.

If you want to get drunk, you will get drunk to the end, Yang Xiaoji thinks so, and does this, he doesn't know how to get home when he gets drunk, and he doesn't wake up until noon the next day.

Pull back the curtains and the weather is nice, sunny and blue.

Shovels and they are all in the back garden of the villa, eating barbecue, drinking beer, playing music, dancing, singing, and playing.

In the house, they all smelled the aroma of barbecue, Yang Xiaoji got dressed and wanted to follow along.

But when he walked to the living room, Yang Xiaoji heard movement behind him, and when he looked back, a bright machete was slashed head.

Yang Xiaoji retreated completely reflexively, but fortunately dodged the knife.

And the killer didn't give Yang Xiaoji a chance to breathe at all, so he stepped forward and cut down a cold light again.

Panic and nervousness caused the boy to stumble and fall to the ground, and although he dodged the blow, the blade still cut through his arm.

The shovels were outside, still dancing and singing, and they didn't hear the fight in the house at all.

Yang Xiaoji was in a hurry, and when the killer raised the knife, he rolled on the spot and jumped into the kitchen.

Pick up a plate and slam it on the glass.

He wanted them to see the shovel, but no one saw it, and he was still chic.

At this time, the killer also rushed into the kitchen and raised his knife to slash.

Yang Xiaoji also fought, as long as he could move it, he threw it at the killer without a head or face.

In the end, he held the kitchen knife on the cutting board in his hand and shouted: "Come on, I'll kill you if you come, you kind of come here!"

Although the killer covered his face, he was still a little nervous in his eyes, and the dog jumped off the wall when he was in a hurry, if he really fought hard, he wouldn't be able to take any advantage.

But he still wants to get that dark flower, and there is only one chance, and if he loses it, it will be impossible to have it again.

So the killer casually picked up a trash can full of garbage and smashed it on Yang Xiaoji's body.

Yang Xiaoji, who lost his sight, could only desperately wield a kitchen knife. The killer saw the opportunity and slashed it with a single sword.

Although Yang Xiaoji's vision was blurred, he could still see a rough idea, and when he saw the knife cut down, his soul was suddenly scattered, and he jumped to the side, although he dodged the fatal attack, but his shoulder was still cut by the blade of a dozen centimeters long, and the blood instantly stained his clothes red.

This killer is really going to do it, if he doesn't hack Yang Xiaoji to death, he won't stop, he will rush up and cut again.

And Yang Xiaoji couldn't let him act recklessly, so he turned around and threw the kitchen knife out hard.

This sudden move made the killer defenseless, the kitchen knife slashed directly on his shoulder, sinking into it several centimeters deep, and he almost fainted in pain, and even the machete fell to the ground.

Yang Xiaoji didn't care so much, he rushed up to punch and kick, and picked up the kitchen knife on the ground to kill him.

The killer turned around and rushed out, and when Yang Xiaoji chased him to the living room, the killer had already rushed out of the villa and ran out dozens of meters away.

Afraid of other killers, Yang Xiaoji threw away the kitchen knife, covered the bleeding wound, and rushed to the backyard.

The first person to see Yang Xiaoji was an awl, which was covered in blood, and the frightened awl was a sentence: "I grass!"

When they turned their heads, Yang Xiaoji suddenly felt that his eyes were dark because of excessive blood loss, and he didn't know anything.

By the time he opened his eyes, it was already two days later.

The wound was still aching, which reminded him of the thrilling scene, and when he thought about it at this time, he still felt afraid.

In any case, life is the most precious, and life is gone, so what can you do with anything else?

Looking around, it was a hospital room, and there was a needle on the back of my hand.

Next to the bed, Wanni was lying there, her saliva was flowing out, looking at her dark and swollen eyes, she must be tired and crying, and Yang Xiaoji was also warm in her heart.

When I took out the phone, I saw that I had been in a coma for two days, and I even missed Qin Kongyang's charity reception.

Yang Xiaoji sighed helplessly, the water and rice had not been eaten for two days, and the mouth was dry, as if it had been covered with a layer of soil, so she wanted to get water to drink, and Wanni suddenly woke up.

Seeing Yang Xiaoji's melancholy eyes with a hint of a smile, looking at herself without blinking, Wanni's tears burst out of her eyes again, holding Yang Xiaoji's hand and crying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well!"

Yang Xiaoji endured the pain and wiped her tears, and said with a smile: "You are not my bodyguard, don't blame yourself so much, hurry up and get me something to drink, I'm going to die of thirst!"

After a few sips of water, the shovel and the awl pushed the door in, everyone's expressions were extremely heavy, the shovel knelt in front of the bed with a puff, and said with remorse: "Boss, it's all my fault, why did I have to eat that barbecue at the time, I made such a big mistake, it's all my fault!"

The old soy sauce said: "It's my idea to eat barbecue, boss, if you want to blame me, blame me!"

Seeing their self-blaming appearance, Yang Xiaoji smiled: "Come on, who said to blame you, if that's my life, I won't say anything, I'll just bear it myself, I don't need to blame myself, besides, I'm just a little injured, nothing is great, that killer is not lightly injured, my kitchen knife, almost didn't kill him, what killer is in front of my eyes, it's all decoration!"

It's rare that Yang Xiaoji also loaded the subcurrency, which made everyone even more uncomfortable.

If you scold them, you can feel stronger, but Yang Xiaoji protects them so much and attaches so much importance to feelings, so that everyone feels very unhappy.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoji's phone rang, and it was a message from Johnson, saying: 'Yang, the boss knows that you are injured, and he is so angry that he has started the revenge plan, and the Dark Flower Society, Fei Mao, and Anne all have to die!'

In Yang Xiaoji's mind, it was like a thunderclap, and even the moment Gao Yaqing was killed, it appeared in front of him again, but the person who was killed this time was Annie.

He couldn't let this happen again, so he asked everyone to leave first, and then dialed Johnson's phone.

"I want to talk to grandpa in person, you can arrange it for me!"

Johnson said: "Yang, if the boss wants to talk to you, he will naturally connect with you, but now, I know what you want to say, and the boss naturally knows that you can't stop the revenge plan!"