Chapter 862: Roll or Die
Chinese Xiang Yuan didn't go to Lan's house, but went home and printed out the pieces of the USB flash drive and looked at them page by page, which he saw in the middle of the night, and then fell asleep on the desk unconsciously.
In her sleep, she vaguely saw a shadow chasing her, she was desperately fleeing, she called Cheng Hao's name but couldn't find his person.
Yuan woke up suddenly, and then looked around the empty house in confusion, and at some point it was raining outside.
The tinkling sound of the raindrops hitting the glass was not yet bright, because the dark clouds in the air seemed darker and more oppressive.
She suddenly felt a little frightened, so she quickly climbed into bed and wrapped herself in the quilt. In fact, she is really not used to such a big house, especially when she is alone, she can even hear the echo of her breathing, as if the darkness has become a specific shape, and every bit of sound can be reflected by this barrier, and there are unknown monsters hidden in every invisible corner.
She really misses Cheng Hao very much, I don't know if he thinks of her like this...... Second, she woke up late, took a shower and walked out of the bedroom in a bathrobe, and just went to the kitchen to turn on the fire of the gas stove to cook some noodles to fill her stomach when she heard the phone ringing.
She had to pick up the phone with chopsticks in one hand and the other. Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Yuan couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly turned off the fire and went back to change out of the clothes and rushed to the Lan family's mansion.
At this time, Zheng Manlin was making a big noise at the Lan family. I don't know where she got the news, knowing that Cheng Hao and they were not there, the Lou family was too busy to take care of themselves, and the Lan family was loosely guarded, so they directly brought people in.
As soon as she came in, she shouted, shouting to take Lan Shaoqi away. Where are the few old servants of the Lan family who are their opponents, Lan Jiyu desperately hid Lan Shaoqi in the house, and told Zhao Jianling that no matter what happened, he couldn't come out.
Zheng Manlin broke into Lan Shaoqi's bedroom with a fierce god and dragged him out, Lan Jiyu was so anxious that his eyes were red, and the old housekeeper hurriedly called Xiang Yuan for help.
"Zheng Manlin, what are you going to do!" Lan Jiyu trembled and wanted to hold his brother, but was stopped by two men who were five big and three thick, and couldn't pass.
Zheng Manlin smiled coldly, looked back at the beautiful man with a shaved head and frightened eyes, and smiled contemptuously: "What are you doing? I'm coming to find my husband!" Lan Jiyu's teeth clucked: "You let him go! Something is coming at me!" Zheng Manlin stroked her hair disdainfully: "Coming at you? How old are you? You don't still want to press me with your aunt's shelf, right? Tell you, I am the first heir to his law and the first guardian." Since he has a brain disease, then I have to decide how to cure it!" Hearing her words, Lan Jiyu, who had always been strong, suddenly panicked, and tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably: "What do you want? What do you want to do with my brother?" Seeing Lan Jiyu like this, Zheng Manlin didn't mention the smugness in her heart, she slowly walked to the side of the sofa and twisted her waist to sit down, and then sneered at the rain: "To be honest, I don't know what I will do to him, maybe send him to a mental hospital, maybe find a doctor to treat him well." As you know, as long as it's treated, there are risks. She turned her head to look at Lan Shaoqi, who was struggling desperately with a frightened face, and made a regretful expression: "It's a pity, your brother is so beautiful! How can he look so good?" Lan Jiyu was about to go crazy, and she roared and rushed over to tear this vicious woman apart.
But where was she the opponent of those strong bodyguards, she was directly picked up and thrown to the ground.
"Take it away!" Zheng Manlin turned around and said coldly, those people wanted to take Lan Shaoqi away. Lan Jiyu cried out in despair: "How can you let go, what do you want!" Zheng Manlin turned around and stepped on her sheepskin soles and walked in front of Lan Jiyu step by step, her eyes were full of smugness: "You kneel down, you kneel down and beg me!" You kneel down and beg me, maybe my mood will be better, you are qualified to talk to me......" Across the crowd, Lan Jiyu looked at Lan Shaoqi, who was trembling with fear, and his brain suddenly went blank.
Brother, the brother she loves the most, also regards herself as the brother of life, she uses all her luck in this life to pray for the brother she has found, how can she watch him be taken away by them.
"Big sister!" the housekeeper burst into tears. The defense of the Lan family has not been relaxed, but the girl from the garden didn't come over yesterday to go home for a night, so Fan Gang, who had been stationed at the Lan family, secretly withdrew to protect her.
It's just that when such a thing happened, this Zheng Manlin is simply devilish and vicious and terrifying. Lan Jiyu didn't say anything, knelt on his knees, for the sake of his brother, nothing is impossible, and dignity has become an insignificant thing at this time.
Zheng Manlin laughed proudly, not to mention that kind of satisfaction, that kind of cheerfulness. The Lan family, which used to be regarded as the Lan family with infinite scenery and calling for wind and rain, was trampled under her feet.
She felt like she was a queen, a queen of the supreme. At this point, only one person can be heard
"Ahh Everyone suddenly turned around to find a girl with long flaxen hair standing there carrying a broken porcelain vase, her hand scratched by the sharp fragments of the porcelain vase, and blood flowing.
"Lingling!" Lan Shaoqi shouted happily. Zhao Jianling glanced at the man who was lying on the ground with his head covered and rolling, and dragged Lan Shaoqi behind him.
Seeing the girl who suddenly appeared, Zheng Manlin was stunned. Zhao Jianling pushed Lan Shaoqi to the butler's side, and then instantly rushed to Zheng Manlin and grabbed her clothes, grabbed her neck with his left hand, and pressed his right hand against her neck artery with a broken porcelain piece and said fiercely: "Either get out or die!" Zheng Manlin didn't expect this, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly signaled those subordinates to withdraw from the house.
Xiang Yuan and Shang Peng broke into the door almost at the same time, and when they saw such a scene directly, they couldn't help but be stunned.
"Sword Spirit!"
"Miss Zhao!" they shouted together. Zheng Manlin didn't dare to act rashly, she knew that this girl was crazy at the moment, and she could really cut her arteries if she was a little careless.
"Sword Spirit...... Sword Spirit, here we come...... Let go ......" Xiang Yuan slowly walked to her side and comforted her.
She knew that Zhao Jianling couldn't be stimulated a little more at this moment, so she could only comfort him softly. Zhao Jianling slowly let go of her hand, her palms were all cut by the sharp edges of the porcelain pieces, and the blood flowed down like a column of water, and soon became a puddle at her feet.
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