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Fu Minglang took off his coat with a pale face, covered Qiao Weihuan tightly, and stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

Their cars sprang out of the trail like arrows, and the damp ground was carried up by the speeding tires to carry up a fine layer of dust.

Until the roar died down completely, a black car started slowly in the parking area.

In the driver's seat of the car, the driver took off the Hanfu on his body three times and divided by two, although he was the only one in the car, he still looked around and carefully took out his mobile phone, "Mr. Jiang, you have succeeded." I saw with my own eyes that Demville and the princess were on the Maybach, and if nothing else, I would find a place for the princess tonight. ”

Jiang Linchang turned off his phone, his gray-white eyes rolled slightly, and he looked at Qiao Changzhou who was standing next to him.

The man pulled down his mask, took out his phone, and typed a few words.

- Mr. Jiang, it's better to start from the princess's side.

Jiang Linchang sneered, his leather shoes knocked down on the ground, and the executive chair turned around with a "bang".

The start of Mondz is imminent, and Demville's life must be resolved quickly. But the defense around the man is comparable to an iron wall. He's a fortress himself, and they're nowhere to start. With one more Qiao Weihuan, I thought things would be much easier, but who knew that now Qiao Weihuan has become an egg without sewing.

Fortunately, the English princess came.

She was like a piece of delicious meat, full of flaws, and the moment she was hit, she didn't know that there was an extra locator in her pocket.

But the princess is not a key figure in Mondez, and if she is moved, the international problems will be more troublesome......

Jiang Linchang got up abruptly and began to pace with heavy steps.

Qiao Changzhou looked at him silently, and slowly smiled, just the right arc, the two ends of the polite and polite manners, and the hook was cold.

He quietly turned his back away, and his slender figure walked through the corridor and into another room.

In the empty room, Qiao Changzhou sat down lightly on the sofa and dialed the phone.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered, Qiao Changzhou was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

After a long time, there was finally a sound on that end.

It is a male voice, like a thick nasal voice, and like a dumb voice through the wind and sand, following some ancient rules of vicissitudes, piecing together each word one by one, the voice is a little blurry, but it seems to directly tap the cranial nerves, allowing people to clearly perceive the meaning of his language.

"How?"

Qiao Changzhou raised his hand, and his slender index finger clicked on the microphone a few times, knocking out different rhythms of speed and slowness.

- You guessed it.

"Jiang was originally a timid snake...... True and false, Stuart-esque puzzles, can you guess the answer? ”

Qiao Changzhou thought about it and knocked lightly twice.

- No, you can't.

"Lisi is a trap, he's waiting for me to act."

There was a moment of rustling on the other end of the phone, followed by a slow and orderly sound, like the sound of a hard object hitting the ground, combined with the sound of slow footsteps, gradually forming a wonderful rhythm.

"He knew I would think it was a trap and I had to go into it because the princess was too seductive/seductive for me. He also needs this plan to go smoothly and wants to have my teeth extracted there......"

A hoarse chuckle rang out on the phone, and the laugh slowly lengthened, grew bigger, and erupted out of control.

Without warning, all the sounds came to an abrupt halt.

Qiao Changzhou was puzzled when he heard the man speak again.

The low and gloomy tone is like a rattlesnake crawling up its back.

"Let Jiang's people, kill the princess."

Qiao Changzhou clicked on the microphone and hung up the phone with a slight smile.

Lisi is a British princess, and if she dies in City B, it is conceivable what kind of international wave it will cause, especially at a sensitive time when the two countries are preparing to jointly promote a new economic model.

Both sides will think that this is a conspiracy, but they will not know who is responsible for this conspiracy.

Jiang Linchang is an authentic businessman in City B on the surface, and he once tried to win the cooperation of Mondez, but unfortunately he was rejected. If at this time, the British found out that the death of the princess was done by Jiang Linchang, it would think that it was a brawl between the partners and the princess as a sacrifice......

Maybachri, He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, slowly putting on gloves, and he caught a glimpse of Lisi who was still looking curiously outside the car, he paused slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Lisi, are you afraid?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Lisi turned her head and looked at He Zhengxiao's deep silhouette, and realized. She raised a smile, her waist straightened, her right hand clenched into a fist on her left shoulder, and her eyes looked purely ahead, "No, I'm not afraid. For the sake of Demville, for the sake of England, and for our faith, I can be a warrior! ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

He chuckled softly and patted the top of Lisi's hair with his big hand, "Good." ”

In order to show respect for the princess, the old man had cleared the resort in the suburbs before Lisi arrived.

That night, Lisi checked into the resort as usual, and then the Maybach started smoothly. The ghost that followed behind was divided into two ways, and continued to follow Maybach all the way, but it was lost halfway without accident, and did not touch Maybach's final whereabouts; The other way quietly stopped outside the resort, disguised by the dim sky and jagged shadows of the trees, waiting for an opportunity......

At this moment, Fu Minglang had already driven the car to the nearest hospital. He anxiously took Qiao Weihuan out of the car, rushed into the hospital with a wind under his feet, and shouted with red eyes: "Doctor, doctor!" ”

The doctors and nurses in the hall rushed over, and Fu Minglang carried Qiao Weihuan into the emergency room in a group of white coats.

Qiao Weihuan was already in a half-dazed state, her eyebrows were twisted into an unbreakable knot, her hands were tightly holding her lower abdomen, and the beads of sweat forced out by great pain rushed out, making her a water person.

There were sparse human voices in her ears, bits and pieces burrowing into her ears.

"My sister...... Pregnancy ......"

"What symptoms ......?"

"Belly ......"

"What does it hurt? This? ”

The doctor pulled Qiao Weihuan's arm, turned her upright, lay flat on the bed, and raised his hand to press her lower abdomen.

A sharp stabbing pain came from the almost numb lower abdomen, and Qiao Weihuan snorted in pain, and was awakened by the pain.

"Bright ......"

Fu Minglang stared at Qiao Weihuan's pale face tightly, and when he heard this, he pulled away the doctors on both sides, and half-knelt to the side of the bed to hold Qiao Weihuan's hand, "Sister, I'm here!" ”

Qiao Weihuan tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were small and cracked, but she couldn't see clearly.

"Tell them ......"

Who to tell?

Fu Minglang's flexible brain suddenly became uncomfortable, and he looked up stiffly and looked around.

The hectic doctors, the swaying white, the mournful screams of the bed next door, and the imminent death ......

The icy cold air rushed up his spine, making Fu Minglang feel excited.

The uneasiness in his heart turned into a heavy hand, and at that moment, his young soul was pulled and tempered, and after a brief cramp and bone pain, he was put into the cold bottom of the pool, and with a "stab" sound, the soul burned by the fire became a shape.

The shoulders that had not been stretched were widened, and finally became tall and open.

And yet all this, no one will perceive it except himself.

Outside the hospital, Uncle Zhong got out of the car with a serious old face and went straight into the hospital. Behind him, the men in suits followed with murder, and the sound of uniform footsteps shocked the people in the hospital.

Uncle Zhong never stayed away from Qiao Weihuan, but he didn't expect that they would come directly to the hospital.

He entered the emergency room with his heart in suspense, lifted the thin curtain, and saw the weak Qiao Weihuan, "...... Miss Joe! ”

Qiao Weihuan heard this in a daze, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, half-opened his eyes, and rushed to Uncle Zhong's position, "Uncle Zhong, will I be fine?" ”

"No, you won't have anything, and neither will the kids."

"Will Lisi be okay then?"

Uncle Zhong was stunned, but said honestly: "No." ”

Qiao Weihuan exhaled hard, held his lower abdomen, which was about to lose consciousness, and slowly closed his eyes, "Okay...... Uncle Zhong, don't tell He Zhengxiao. ”

She used the last bit of strength, and now she finally couldn't resist the tide of pain, and she slowed down her perception in a groggy way. I don't know if it's her imagination or reality, but occasionally I hear human voices, saying that they are dangerous and unstable. She wanted to open her eyes in a panic, but she couldn't.

Qiao Weihuan, who was in a coma, was pushed into the operating room, and Fu Minglang followed all the way, and finally stayed outside the operating room to wait.

Uncle Zhong stared at the red light that lit up and sighed deeply. Then he walked to a quiet corner and contacted He Zhengxiao.

Qiao Weihuan's orders, if there are no accidents, he will carry them out. However, when it comes to her own safety, Uncle Zhong can't help but inform He Zhengxiao.

It's just that I can't get in touch, and the phone never gets through.

Uncle Zhong's old face sank, and he quickly contacted the guards around his young master, but without exception, he couldn't be contacted.

……

Lisi went back to the resort and the first thing she did was to change her skirt. She wore fluffy pajamas, snuggled up on the couch and watched the English news for a while, then raised her hand and yawned.

The servant came with milk and whispered, "Princess, a glass of milk before going to bed will help you sleep." ”

The tip of Lisi's nose moved slightly, and the smell of milk whetted her appetite, she smiled and picked up the milk, raised her glass and said to the servant, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

The maid looked up, and Lisi had already drunk half a glass of milk.

The servant was very old, about thirty years old, and at this moment she gave a very small, wishful smile, which made her look very gentle.

Lisi drained a large glass of milk in one gulp, placed the cup on the tray, and then stretched and went back to her bedroom to sleep.

With the help of the sleep aid in the milk, Lisi slept very soundly this night, completely unaware that the maid had quietly pushed open her door in the middle of the night, walked to the bed uninvited, and called her tentatively: "Princess? ”

Lisi didn't move, dreaming to herself.

The servant looked at her silently for a moment, then she walked softly to the side of the bed and lifted the corner of the curtain.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Fu Minglang took off his coat with a pale face, covered Qiao Weihuan tightly, and stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

Their cars sprang out of the trail like arrows, and the damp ground was carried up by the speeding tires to carry up a fine layer of dust.

Until the roar died down completely, a black car started slowly in the parking area.

In the driver's seat of the car, the driver took off the Hanfu on his body three times and divided by two, although he was the only one in the car, he still looked around and carefully took out his mobile phone, "Mr. Jiang, you have succeeded." I saw with my own eyes that Demville and the princess were on the Maybach, and if nothing else, I would find a place for the princess tonight. ”

Jiang Linchang turned off his phone, his gray-white eyes rolled slightly, and he looked at Qiao Changzhou who was standing next to him.

The man pulled down his mask, took out his phone, and typed a few words.

- Mr. Jiang, it's better to start from the princess's side.

Jiang Linchang sneered, his leather shoes knocked down on the ground, and the executive chair turned around with a "bang".

The start of Mondz is imminent, and Demville's life must be resolved quickly. But the defense around the man is comparable to an iron wall. He's a fortress himself, and they're nowhere to start. With one more Qiao Weihuan, I thought things would be much easier, but who knew that now Qiao Weihuan has become an egg without sewing.

Fortunately, the English princess came.

She was like a piece of delicious meat, full of flaws, and the moment she was hit, she didn't know that there was an extra locator in her pocket.

But the princess is not a key figure in Mondez, and if she is moved, the international problems will be more troublesome......

Jiang Linchang got up abruptly and began to pace with heavy steps.

Qiao Changzhou looked at him silently, and slowly smiled, just the right arc, the two ends of the polite and polite manners, and the hook was cold.

He quietly turned his back away, and his slender figure walked through the corridor and into another room.

In the empty room, Qiao Changzhou sat down lightly on the sofa and dialed the phone.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered, Qiao Changzhou was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

After a long time, there was finally a sound on that end.

It is a male voice, like a thick nasal voice, and like a dumb voice through the wind and sand, following some ancient rules of vicissitudes, piecing together each word one by one, the voice is a little blurry, but it seems to directly tap the cranial nerves, allowing people to clearly perceive the meaning of his language.

"How?"

Qiao Changzhou raised his hand, and his slender index finger clicked on the microphone a few times, knocking out different rhythms of speed and slowness.

- You guessed it.

"Jiang was originally a timid snake...... True and false, Stuart-esque puzzles, can you guess the answer? ”

Qiao Changzhou thought about it and knocked lightly twice.

- No, you can't.

"Lisi is a trap, he's waiting for me to act."

There was a moment of rustling on the other end of the phone, followed by a slow and orderly sound, like the sound of a hard object hitting the ground, combined with the sound of slow footsteps, gradually forming a wonderful rhythm.

"He knew I would think it was a trap and I had to go into it because the princess was too seductive/seductive for me. He also needs this plan to go smoothly and wants to have my teeth extracted there......"

A hoarse chuckle rang out on the phone, and the laugh slowly lengthened, grew bigger, and erupted out of control.

Without warning, all the sounds came to an abrupt halt.

Qiao Changzhou was puzzled when he heard the man speak again.

The low and gloomy tone is like a rattlesnake crawling up its back.

"Let Jiang's people, kill the princess."

Qiao Changzhou clicked on the microphone and hung up the phone with a slight smile.

Lisi is a British princess, and if she dies in City B, it is conceivable what kind of international wave it will cause, especially at a sensitive time when the two countries are preparing to jointly promote a new economic model.

Both sides will think that this is a conspiracy, but they will not know who is responsible for this conspiracy.

Jiang Linchang is an authentic businessman in City B on the surface, and he once tried to win the cooperation of Mondez, but unfortunately he was rejected. If at this time, the British found out that the death of the princess was done by Jiang Linchang, it would think that it was a brawl between the partners and the princess as a sacrifice......

Maybachri, He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, slowly putting on gloves, and he caught a glimpse of Lisi who was still looking curiously outside the car, he paused slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Lisi, are you afraid?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Lisi turned her head and looked at He Zhengxiao's deep silhouette, and realized. She raised a smile, her waist straightened, her right hand clenched into a fist on her left shoulder, and her eyes looked purely ahead, "No, I'm not afraid. For the sake of Demville, for the sake of England, and for our faith, I can be a warrior! ”

He Zhengxiao: "......"

He chuckled softly and patted the top of Lisi's hair with his big hand, "Good." ”

In order to show respect for the princess, the old man had cleared the resort in the suburbs before Lisi arrived.

That night, Lisi checked into the resort as usual, and then the Maybach started smoothly. The ghost that followed behind was divided into two ways, and continued to follow Maybach all the way, but it was lost halfway without accident, and did not touch Maybach's final whereabouts; The other way quietly stopped outside the resort, disguised by the dim sky and jagged shadows of the trees, waiting for an opportunity......

At this moment, Fu Minglang had already driven the car to the nearest hospital. He anxiously took Qiao Weihuan out of the car, rushed into the hospital with a wind under his feet, and shouted with red eyes: "Doctor, doctor!" ”

The doctors and nurses in the hall rushed over, and Fu Minglang carried Qiao Weihuan into the emergency room in a group of white coats.

Qiao Weihuan was already in a half-dazed state, her eyebrows were twisted into an unbreakable knot, her hands were tightly holding her lower abdomen, and the beads of sweat forced out by great pain rushed out, making her a water person.

There were sparse human voices in her ears, bits and pieces burrowing into her ears.

"My sister...... Pregnancy ......"

"What symptoms ......?"

"Belly ......"

"What does it hurt? This? ”

The doctor pulled Qiao Weihuan's arm, turned her upright, lay flat on the bed, and raised his hand to press her lower abdomen.

A sharp stabbing pain came from the almost numb lower abdomen, and Qiao Weihuan snorted in pain, and was awakened by the pain.

"Bright ......"

Fu Minglang stared at Qiao Weihuan's pale face tightly, and when he heard this, he pulled away the doctors on both sides, and half-knelt to the side of the bed to hold Qiao Weihuan's hand, "Sister, I'm here!" ”

Qiao Weihuan tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were small and cracked, but she couldn't see clearly.

"Tell them ......"

Who to tell?

Fu Minglang's flexible brain suddenly became uncomfortable, and he looked up stiffly and looked around.

The hectic doctors, the swaying white, the mournful screams of the bed next door, and the imminent death ......

The icy cold air rushed up his spine, making Fu Minglang feel excited.

The uneasiness in his heart turned into a heavy hand, and at that moment, his young soul was pulled and tempered, and after a brief cramp and bone pain, he was put into the cold bottom of the pool, and with a "stab" sound, the soul burned by the fire became a shape.

The shoulders that had not been stretched were widened, and finally became tall and open.

And yet all this, no one will perceive it except himself.

Outside the hospital, Uncle Zhong got out of the car with a serious old face and went straight into the hospital. Behind him, the men in suits followed with murder, and the sound of uniform footsteps shocked the people in the hospital.

Uncle Zhong never stayed away from Qiao Weihuan, but he didn't expect that they would come directly to the hospital.

He entered the emergency room with his heart in suspense, lifted the thin curtain, and saw the weak Qiao Weihuan, "...... Miss Joe! ”

Qiao Weihuan heard this in a daze, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, half-opened his eyes, and rushed to Uncle Zhong's position, "Uncle Zhong, will I be fine?" ”

"No, you won't have anything, and neither will the kids."

"Will Lisi be okay then?"

Uncle Zhong was stunned, but said honestly: "No." ”

Qiao Weihuan exhaled hard, held his lower abdomen, which was about to lose consciousness, and slowly closed his eyes, "Okay...... Uncle Zhong, don't tell He Zhengxiao. ”

She used the last bit of strength, and now she finally couldn't resist the tide of pain, and she slowed down her perception in a groggy way. I don't know if it's her imagination or reality, but occasionally I hear human voices, saying that they are dangerous and unstable. She wanted to open her eyes in a panic, but she couldn't.

Qiao Weihuan, who was in a coma, was pushed into the operating room, and Fu Minglang followed all the way, and finally stayed outside the operating room to wait.

Uncle Zhong stared at the red light that lit up and sighed deeply. Then he walked to a quiet corner and contacted He Zhengxiao.

Qiao Weihuan's orders, if there are no accidents, he will carry them out. However, when it comes to her own safety, Uncle Zhong can't help but inform He Zhengxiao.

It's just that I can't get in touch, and the phone never gets through.

Uncle Zhong's old face sank, and he quickly contacted the guards around his young master, but without exception, he couldn't be contacted.

……

Lisi went back to the resort and the first thing she did was to change her skirt. She wore fluffy pajamas, snuggled up on the couch and watched the English news for a while, then raised her hand and yawned.

The servant came with milk and whispered, "Princess, a glass of milk before going to bed will help you sleep." ”

The tip of Lisi's nose moved slightly, and the smell of milk whetted her appetite, she smiled and picked up the milk, raised her glass and said to the servant, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

The maid looked up, and Lisi had already drunk half a glass of milk.

The servant was very old, about thirty years old, and at this moment she gave a very small, wishful smile, which made her look very gentle.

Lisi drained a large glass of milk in one gulp, placed the cup on the tray, and then stretched and went back to her bedroom to sleep.

With the help of the sleep aid in the milk, Lisi slept very soundly this night, completely unaware that the maid had quietly pushed open her door in the middle of the night, walked to the bed uninvited, and called her tentatively: "Princess? ”

Lisi didn't move, dreaming to herself.

The servant looked at her silently for a moment, then she walked softly to the side of the bed and lifted the corner of the curtain.

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