Tong Ran wasn't sure who was calling, but she thought, who else could make Mo Nanjue so anxious?

Only......

She didn't dare to relax, she rushed down to the seventeenth floor with the escalator, and her legs were weak when she was in the end, Tong Ran carried the hospital gate on her back, her lower abdomen contracted, she reached out and stroked it, trying to stabilize her breathing.

On the side, the driver was looking around, and when he saw her, he hurriedly rushed over, "Miss Tong, are you okay?"

Tong Ran shook her head, she choked in her throat, "Mo Nanjue, he ......"

"Jue Shao drove away first, and ordered me to wait for you here," the driver nodded respectfully, "Miss Tong, let's take a taxi and go." ”

"He ......" Tong Ran stood up straight, and the driver hurriedly grabbed her arm, "Where did he go?"

"I'm back at the villa, it seems that something is urgent," the driver took her outside, "Miss Tong, Jue Shao is afraid that it is not safe for you to sit if he drives too fast, so he asked me to wait for you, don't think about it." ”

"I know. ”

Tong Ran couldn't help nodding, but his palm was squeezed tighter, and the driver stopped a taxi and reported the address of the villa.

Tong Ran sat in the back seat, she had just exercised violently, and now she had to take a deep breath to calm the discomfort in her abdomen, her eyes were not looking out of the window, and the darkness was overwhelming.

Monan Jue drove extremely fast, the black sedan shuttled through the city like a ghost, grazed the guardrail and made a screeching sound, he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were tense, and there was a possibility of eruption at any time.

The thirty-minute drive from the hospital to the villa was cut short to fifteen minutes, Mo Nanjue's thin lips were pursed, he couldn't remember what he had stepped on, and when he stopped, the front of the sedan almost crashed into the door of the villa.

The servant hurriedly came over and opened the door, "Lord ......"

Mo Nanjue pushed the car door and rushed down, his steps could not be steady, and the servant saw that his handsome face was gloomy, and he was so frightened that his words were knotted, "Jue Shao, ...... over here"

The maid pointed to the garden next to the villa.

Monanjue strode over, and by this time it was already dark, and orange lights were lit all around, and the man walked to the edge of the garden, and saw a man lying on the lawn.

Bright red blood stains spread all over the ground, almost all the green grass was stained red, and there was a group of servants standing on the side, but they were all just watching, and no one dared to approach.

Mo Nanjue's eyes stabbed, and the fine light under his eyes was shattered at this moment, and there were not even bits and pieces left, he rushed forward in a few steps, his forehead was bruised, and he roared angrily, "You all fucking broke your hands and feet?!"

The servants all lowered their heads, and one of them spoke, "Jue Shao, we called for an ambulance, but it hasn't come yet......"

Chen An lay on his side on the lawn with a pale face, he covered his abdomen with one hand, hung by his side with the other, and his mobile phone was close to his fingertips.

Mo Nanjue leaned down and hugged him horizontally, the place where his palm touched was full of warm liquid, and it was still pouring out, Chen An had already completely lost consciousness, and the blood on his body stained the man's suit blood red.

Mo Nanjue put Chen An in the back seat of the car, took off his suit jacket and covered him, he slammed the car door, his eyes were bloodthirsty scarlet, "No one is allowed to leave the villa, if you have to leave, give me a knife to chop!"

Tong Ran took a taxi back to the villa, and when she pushed the door and got out of the car, she saw the black sedan grazing her arm and speeding out, she shook and almost fell to the ground.