In the hall, behind the sofa, Ye Hao was lying in a pool of blood, Mo Ziyun in front of her was already crying and her eyes were red, she pressed Ye Hao's chest with one hand, and the other hand was flustered and trembling and touched into her Kun bag, and used her mobile phone to make an emergency call.

Because she knew that Ye Hao was shot in the heart, and anyone who knew a little medical knowledge knew that if he was shot in the heart, the possibility of survival was almost zero.

But Mo Ziyun didn't want Ye Hao to die, even if the hope was slim.

At this moment, Ye Hao, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, slowly raised his right hand, and then grabbed Mo Ziyun's wrist on his chest, he closed his eyes and said extremely weakly: "Don't call, call, send me into the room." ”

There is another strange thing about Ye Hao, this matter is only known to him and the doctor who enlisted in the army for a physical examination, that is, his heart is different from ordinary people, his heart is on the right side of the middle of his chest.

Mo Ziming's shot just now pierced his left lung lobe and did not hurt his heart.

At this moment, Mo Ziyun saw that the skin on Ye Hao's body had turned a striking fiery red, and the temperature on his body surface had suddenly risen a lot, and the whole person was like a burning furnace.

Hearing Ye Hao's words, Mo Ziyun immediately raised his head and shouted to Mother Liu, who was standing next to him stunned, then got up and put his arms around Ye Hao, and carried him into the room with Mother Liu.

Ye Hao, who was almost covered in blood, was carried on the bed, his eyes were closed, the skin on his body was still red, his right hand moved lightly on the edge of the bed, and a slight sound came out of his mouth: "Needle, sheepskin bag......"

Mo Ziyun nodded hurriedly, she knew that Ye Hao's sheepskin bag was placed in the right pants pocket, so she immediately reached into the pocket and took out the sheepskin bag, then spread it out and placed it next to Ye Hao's right hand.

Under the extremely shocked eyes of Mo Ziyun and Liu's mother, Ye Hao's right hand trembled and brushed over the spread sheepskin bag, he pinched a silver needle, raised his hand, and stabbed it into his chest.

Ye Hao's movements were very slow, his right hand trembled violently, his face was also frowning, painful, the tissues in his chest were destroyed, and the sharp pain of being torn made his body tremble violently.

It took more than two minutes for the three silver needles to pierce around the gunshot wound, and the blood stopped spilling at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ye Hao twisted his brows and slowly took a deep breath.

"Mobile phone ......" Ye Hao pointed to his pocket again.

Mo Ziyun immediately realized and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Call, whose call is it?" Mo Ziyun asked nervously and apprehensively.

"Yang Haiming......" Ye Hao still had his eyes closed, but his brain was abnormally awake, and he felt that under the surface of his body, the flame was rapidly circulating around his body, and his body had begun to repair, but now it was very slow.

Ye Hao's mobile phone did not have a password, and after sliding away, Mo Ziyun quickly found Yang Haiming's number in the address book and dialed it out.

The phone was quickly connected, and Yang Haiming's awe-inspiring voice came from inside: "Boss, are you looking for me?" ”

"Go, go to the pharmacy, I want a medicated bath, and bring another cotton wool, bandages, alcohol, and a scalpel, quickly." Ye Hao's voice was weak, but it was clear and his tone was solemn.

Sensing that Ye Hao's voice was abnormal, Yang Haiming was stunned for a moment, immediately responded and hung up the phone.

Da bar, his arm fell weakly on the bed, and the mobile phone also slid out of his palm, and this scene, Mo Ziyun's heart jumped to his throat.

This is very similar to the scene when the protagonist is breathing in TV, she immediately grabbed Ye Hao's right hand with both hands, and cried out in shock: "Ye Hao, what's wrong with you?" Don't die, Ye Hao. ”

She took Ye Hao's hand and put it on her forehead, crying profusely.

"Mr. Mo, you, before I recover, you, don't go out, call all the people from the security department over and stand guard in shifts. Mo Ziming has gone crazy! Ye Hao slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and terrifying, as if all the capillaries in his eyes had burst.

Mo Ziyun was stunned for a moment, just now she thought Ye Hao was gone, and when she heard his voice, she immediately raised her head and showed a look of surprise: "Don't call me Mr. Mo, call me Ziyun, and call me Ziyun in the future." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I, I'll call right away." Mo Ziyun hurriedly got up and walked outside.

On the other side, after Mo Ziming, who seemed to be crazy, was pulled out of the villa by Lou Qingshan, the two immediately got in the car and drove out of the Hidden Dragon Garden.

Mo Ziming, who was sitting in the co-pilot with empty eyes, suddenly took a deep breath, and then he laughed out loud, laughing a little crazy like a madman.

Lou Qingshan glanced at him, snorted coldly, and sped up the car again.

Mo Ziming's eyes flashed with excitement, the muscles on his face trembled rapidly, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Long Qinghuai's number.

The phone was quickly connected, Mo Ziming couldn't help but be excited, and shouted loudly into the phone: "Father-in-law, I, I killed Ye Hao, I killed Ye Hao, haha!" ”

At the same time, Long Qinghuai, who was standing in the chairman's office on the top floor of Longteng Group, held his mobile phone, and heard Mo Ziming's excited shouts from the mobile phone, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically: "Ziming, you, did you really kill Ye Hao?" ”

He couldn't believe it, that guy was even more terrifying than Yan Qin. Mo Ziming actually killed him?

"Yes, yes, the bullet went into his heart, and I watched him fall to the ground. Haha, Master Lou also saw it, he will definitely die. ”

Listening to the voice from the mobile phone, Long Qinghuai's face gradually raised a smile, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, okay, Ziming, you are an absolute hero in this matter." I'll be waiting for you in the office, and we'll talk about it when we come. ”

After hanging up the phone, the excitement on Long Qinghuai's face could not be concealed, and he looked up at Wen Chaolong, who was sitting on the sofa opposite.

Wen Chaolong arrived in Suzhou last night, and tomorrow is the martial arts conference, he is going to report the specific arrangements to Long Qinghuai, and then listen to his opinion.

But he didn't expect that he had just heard Long Qinghuai say that Ye Hao was dead. This made Wen Chaolong's heart set off an earth-shattering wave, Ye Hao is really dead?

He, like Long Qinghuai, didn't believe it very much.

"Chaolong, you heard it, Ye Hao's little miscellaneous is dead, and he is finally dead." Long Qinghuai fell to the ground like a boulder in his heart, walked to the wine cabinet with a happy face, picked up a bottle of XO, opened it and poured two small glasses.

Wen Chaolong took the wine glass, and his expression was a little suspicious: "Then Ye Hao is really dead?" ”

"Naturally, Ziming wouldn't dare to lie to me." Long Qinghuai raised his head and took a sip of foreign wine, his face full of pride.

Wen Chaolong immediately stood up excitedly, and then stretched out the wine glass in his right hand: "Congratulations to Mr. Long, and congratulations to me, I finally got rid of the big trouble in my heart." ”

The faces of the two were full of joy, and they clinked glasses and drank them all.

Wen Chaolong paused, and then asked Long Qinghuai, "Mr. Long, what ...... Do you want my people to do it? ”

"Yes, of course, none of the people around Ye Hao should be left. You're talking about the kid, just throw him to Africa and feed the wolves! Long Qinghuai's eyes were full of anger, and he responded to Wen Chaolong without any hesitation. For Ye Hao's ruthlessness, he can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.