Zhao Mengyi just wanted to scream, but the man behind him said in a deep voice: "If you dare to shout, I'll shoot." ”

Zhao Mengyi was instantly silent, trembling all over, and her face was so frightened that she lost her face.

"My name is Xuantian, and I am Sister Meng Yao's personal bodyguard. According to Mr. Li Yinglong's instructions, I will take care of you. ”

Although Xuantian's tone was quite relaxed, and he deliberately used the hot word "plate" on Weibo, Zhao Mengyi still couldn't stop.

There's no way, anyone with a gun in the back of their head can't calm down.

"I ...... I know it's wrong, so spare me. Zhao Mengyi was full of thoughts of life at this moment, if she knew that offending Zhao Mengyao would be in danger of her life, how could she dare to jump like this?

She only hates now, why didn't Zhao Mengyao say it earlier if she had such a big guy to support her!

"My words don't count. If you post this crime, I have to ask the leader first. After saying that, Xuantian maintained a posture of holding a gun, called Li Yinglong, and roughly told Zhao Mengyi what he did, and then received a new mission order.

Xuantian hung up the phone and nodded with satisfaction: "It is worthy of being a young master, and it is really witty." After speaking, he poked Zhao Mengyi in the back of the head with a gun, causing her to tremble.

"You, make a call to Sister Meng Yao."

Zhao Mengyi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, and shrunk and said, "I'...... I don't know her phone number. ”

"I'll give it to you."

After getting the phone, Zhao Mengyi was embarrassed again, and asked anxiously: "Then I'll call...... What to say? ”

Xuantian said with a smile: "Just tell you what you did just now, and tell the truth about that incident back then, just like the last confession of the murderer in Conan." ”

Zhao Mengyi now understood Xuantian's intentions.

He wants her to admit the crime and expose the call recording! In this way, Zhao Mengyao can completely wash away the stigma, but she herself will be completely finished.

Zhao Mengyi was holding the mobile phone, her face was full of despair, Xuantian impatiently pulled the trigger, and made a crisp click, which scared Zhao Mengyi's legs.

Xuantian urged impatiently: "Fight, if you can't say it clearly, or if you have something to hide, you know what the consequences will be." On the contrary, if it is good enough, Mr. Li may consider commuting your sentence. ”

Zhao Mengyi closed her eyes in despair, thought about it, and her life was still important, so she gritted her teeth and dialed the phone.

Zhao Mengyao heard the plan that Li Yinglong said when he answered the phone just now, so when she received Zhao Mengyi's call, she was not surprised at all, but specially turned on the call recording function.

"Hello?"

"Zhao Mengyao?" In order to reduce her sentence, Zhao Mengyi specially behaved worse than the original.

"It's me."

"You're already on fire, you know?"

"Huh?"

"Look at the second middle school post, your black history has been exposed again, how is it, the feeling of being on fire, isn't it cool?"

"You did it?"

"Yes, I just can't get used to you, don't you just know how to sing, don't you just look good? What a. I'm going to kill you. ”

"You're enough, aren't you? When I was in junior high school, you also took the lead in framing me, right? ”

"That's me! Hahaha, you don't know what happened that day, do you? I will tell you with great mercy. That day, when you were practicing in the music room, I knocked you unconscious, and then deliberately called the music teacher over, how about it, am I witty? ”