Zhao Bixiu, who had been smiling all the time, shook her head towards Melia's bedroom, Meng Desheng and Lao Sun nodded knowingly, and Meng Desheng glanced at the new servants behind him, and those people immediately surrounded him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The atmosphere is not right!

The atmosphere is not right!

Wei Yishan, who bowed his head and took Mei Ruoxue's temperature on the sofa with doctor Huo Qingqing, looked up and looked around, and glanced at Zhao Bixiu, who had his hands on his waist, and the servants around him.

The servants were all carrying clubs and daggers in their hands at any time, and they were all guarding the door.

He couldn't help but be startled, Zhao Bixiu's hideous appearance at this time made him feel the seriousness of the matter.

He didn't even know any of these servants, they were all people arranged by Zhao Bixiu later, but he didn't know at all.

Wei Yishan's eyes met Yu Yue, and Yu Yue understood what he meant, that is, "What should I do?"

I saw Yu Yue send a few messages with an expressionless face, and then raised the phone: "Please pick up the Provincial Military District Headquarters and find the Chief of General Staff of Han, I am Yu Yue." ”

Zhao Bixiu's face with a thick foundation smiled coldly, and stretched out her hand to Meng Desheng, Meng Desheng hurriedly opened a box of soft-pack Chinese cigarettes, handed it over attentively, and turned on the lighter with a "snap" and lit it for her.

She squinted a pair of narrow eyes, took a deep puff of cigarette, raised her face and spit out a big smoke ring into the air, and pretended to be relaxed: "Why do you bother, the girl is sick and sees a doctor, is it worth being so excited?" ”

Turning back and waving at everyone, "What are you doing here?" Don't retreat yet. ”

Meng Desheng made another color to everyone, and everyone looked at each other and slowly retreated.

Outside the gate of Mei's house, there was a sudden sound of "squeak,......。 "The sound of sudden braking.

"Bang bang bang ......." The sound of the car door slamming shut again.

Another noisy sound of footsteps whistled.

The Mei family's mansion was suddenly silent, and everyone's eyes were looking at the door, and they all felt that those who came were not good, and those who were good did not come.

Meng Desheng's little dripping eyes looked left and right, lowered his head, slowly took a few steps back, and went to the bathroom.

", this posture is a little scary, I still flashed first, and I can't afford to accompany this girl to take a small life."

Zhao Bixiu suddenly changed her previous appearance of smiling and not smiling, her narrow eyes narrowed into a line, and she walked towards the door, as if she was going to greet guests.

You guessed it right, the one who walked in front was Mei Rongting, who was less than forty years old, and the chubby Uncle Li Chen, who was always smiling.

A group of people behind him were all strong men in black suits, who walked in "brushing", but did not move forward, and stood in a row at the door.

Zhao Bixiu was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: Director Mei is here, Xiaoxue is not feeling well, hurry up and send her to the hospital, it just so happens that you are all here, I didn't think it mattered, just now Xiao Huo said that the body temperature is a little high, aren't you going to go to the hospital? ”

Meng Desheng, who was hiding in the bathroom, listened attentively for a while, walked out, brought two cups of coffee on the water dispenser, walked over, and handed it over: "Two of you, please drink coffee." ”

Mei Rongting didn't even look at him, glanced at Zhao Bixiu, and said with a smile, "Oh? I'm so coincidental, so hurry up and send Xiaoxue to the hospital, hurry up. ”

Everyone cheered and lifted Mei Ruoxue on the sofa, Yu Yue shook his suit and walked last, glanced at them with deep eyes, stretched out a thumb, and sneered: "Okay, you really can!" ”

Meng Desheng saw that the wind was light, and he raised his orchid finger, wanting to say something, but was stopped by Zhao Bixiu with a look.

Seeing that everyone had walked away, the sound of the car starting, and then, slowly moving away.

Zhao Bixiu sat on the sofa with a depressed ass, pursed her thin lips, and was so angry that her chest fell together.

For a long time, I squinted gloomily, and a few people around me stood beside me, "A group of rice buckets, what are you still doing standing here, check it for me, go check it out!" ”

Meng Desheng stepped forward flatteringly, "Madam, what did you say you wanted to investigate?" Let's look it up. ”

Zhao Bixiu was on fire, so angry that she was speechless, and she stretched out her hand and slapped him fiercely: "You also have a rice bucket, what do you say to check?" Inner ghost! Check the surveillance and see who leaked the news and brought these bastards in! “

Meng Desheng was stunned for a moment, and his mouth was aggrieved as if he wanted to cry and be coquettish, and when he saw that everyone was present, he had to hold back.

"Let's go, old grandson, go to your monitoring room."

A group of people no longer dared to look at Zhao Bixiu's eyes, and they rushed to the monitoring room.