His bodyguards did not disappoint him......

"Xia Ke, I advise you, hand over the lotus to me immediately, otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Nanhe frowned coldly, and the cold machine that had been hesitating was still aimed at Xia Ke.

Xia Ke looked at Nanhe lightly, and the movements in his hands did not have the slightest idea of hesitation.

Suddenly felt a cool breeze behind him, and the tingling sensation from behind made Nanhe turn his head suddenly, watching the bloody dagger rush towards his heart again, his brows furrowed tightly, and he dodged sideways without hesitation, and raised the cold machine to hit the bodyguard's forehead and chest, and the bodyguard fell down in response.

By the time Nanhe endured the pain and turned to face Xia Ke again, Xia Ke, who was nimble in his hands and feet, had already grabbed Song He, pulled Song He's hair with one hand, and the needle was against Song He's neck, only a little bit away.

Song He's pupils were already in pain and couldn't concentrate, looking at Nanhe with mist, he couldn't tell who the person who was beside him at this time was.

"Nan, let's see if your gun is fast, or my hand is fast?" As he spoke, Shaco laughed loudly, every word of his heart was like death in hell.

Nanhe's eyes became more and more disappointed, and the raised arm slowly lowered.

"You've really let me down."

Charcot's laughter resounded in the huge living room, becoming more and more harsh.

"Disappointment isn't a matter of a day or two, so why care."

"If you obediently put down the gun in your hand now, say that maybe I will be a little more gentle with Dutch and inject her with a little less venom."

This venom was really prepared for a long, long time when he saw Song He again, just for such a day.

But Nanhe really protected Song He too well, he never had a chance to start, and finally let him seize this opportunity, he would never let go easily.

As long as Song He is controlled, are you afraid that you won't be able to control Nanhe?

Nanhe, who was desperate to put all his feelings into Song He, was completely confident that he could control it in his own hands.

At that time, let alone Nanhe, even if the Nan Group is fully transferred to his name, it will not be a difficult matter.

Sometimes, a woman is really a good dagger.

Especially a beautiful and amorous woman......

"Nan, you want to save the lotus?"

Looking at Song He, who was in pain and unwilling to cry, Nanhe finally nodded.

"It's inevitable, what conditions do you want?"

As soon as the figure quickly appeared behind Nanhe, Nanchen bowed his head respectfully, and silently leaned into Nanhe's ear and said something.

I saw Nanhe raise his eyebrows, and looked at Xia Ke's gaze a little deeper.

"There's a transfer agreement on the table, and if you sign it, I'll be gentle with her, how about it?" Xia Ke pulled Song He's hair back, and Song He's tears fell instantly.

Such a scene undoubtedly stimulated Nanhe's heart that was still hesitating.

"Okay, okay, okay, don't get excited!"

Nanhe was just about to move in the direction of the table, but Nanchen behind him suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Boss, you ......, even if you give it to him, he won't necessarily let go of the ......"

"Shut up! The safety of the lotus is the most important thing! Nanhe scolded angrily, raised his hand and slapped Nanchen's cheek.

Nanchen lowered his head silently, silent, but his eyes were bright and bright, and the hand behind his back was quietly moving.

Nanhe silently walked in front of the table, looking at the agreement and pen placed in front of the thin, still raising an eyebrow.

He originally thought that maybe the time to come by himself would be more appropriate, but he didn't expect that he had underestimated Xia Ke, and it turned out that he had already prepared for the second hand, and he couldn't prevent it.

Flipping through the agreement, there was a letter of transfer of Nan's Group written in it.

Nanhe opened the pen, dropped his name without any hesitation, and closed it suddenly.

"Do you want to take a look?"

Xia Ke forced the syringe into Song He's neck, and Nanhe's pupils instantly tightened.

"Calm down!"

"Just throw it over." Xia Ke looked at Nanhe proudly, lowered his head and smelled the faint body fragrance coming from Song He's body, and the whole person was a little more excited.

In this way, I easily got the Nan Group, and sure enough, this woman is easy to use......

Song He, who has always been unconscious, can hear a little bit of the conversation between the two even if he is stupid, and if he doesn't dare to speak, his eyes are full of tears.

Her husband doesn't know where he is now, but he is a brother who has been protecting him, and her heart is very uncomfortable......

Originally, she owed Nanhe a lot more, but now she ...... She simply can't pay it off!

A whole Nan's group! What an asset that is!

In other words, what kind of right!

Nanhe did not hesitate to throw the agreement in his hand in front of Xia Ke.

Xia Ke looked at Nanhe vigilantly, and lowered the needle slightly with his other hand, wanting to get the agreement.

The corner of Song He's mouth bit down fiercely, and the hand that had been faintly raised suddenly pushed Xia Ke away.

At the same time, two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously.

Xia Ke, who was already vigilant, shook off Song He without hesitation, dodged sideways, but avoided the first bullet, but did not dodge, his head was instantly penetrated, and he fell alive on the steps.

Blood kept pouring out of Shako's head, and it kept flowing, staining the white floor, like red begonia flowers blooming, bright and bewitching.

Song He looked at the corpse beside him in astonishment, the whole person was stunned, and a scream pierced the sky.

Although it was not that she had never seen a corpse, she ...... Such a frightened picture appeared in front of her eyes, and she was still a little difficult to accept.

Nanhe quickly ran towards Song He, instinctively embraced Song He into his arms, but was pushed away by the one beside him.

I saw Yin Zheng hugging Song He tightly, and his big hand kept patting Song He's back gently, as if he was coaxing his true love baby.

Nanhe's hand that was stretched out again froze in place, his waist straight, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was bitter.

He had already said in Nanchen's ear that he would have to restrain his emotions when Yin Zheng came, he couldn't be with Song He, and his baby was also married......

Nanchen lightly put away the cold machinery, ran to Nanhe's side quickly, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Boss ......"

Nanhe nodded lightly, looking at the scene of love between the two people expressionlessly.

Song He, who had just come back to his senses, looked at the familiar face in front of him blankly, and the grievances that he had been holding back suddenly broke out, and he fell into Yin Zheng's arms and cried loudly.

Yin Zheng hugged the person in his arms tightly, and his whispered words comforted him warmly, and the warm side was surprisingly distracted.

"I'm sorry wife, I'm late......"

Although he came non-stop, he was almost late.

If it weren't for the South ...... He may not be able to see Song He......

Is he really stupid...... I was actually angry for a moment and really believed the content of the video......

Song He, who was crying loudly, shook his head vigorously, and Yin Zheng, who was provoked, lowered his head and gently kissed off Song He's tears about to lose weight, and the movements of the two people were abnormally warm.

Maybe Song He was too tired, and after crying for a while, Song He fell asleep quietly in Yin Zheng's arms, the tears in the corners of his eyes were hanging all the time, and he was particularly aggrieved.

Chaco's death was not expected by Nanhe.

Yin Zheng hugged Song He tightly and carried Song He back to the sofa to fall asleep, but his hand never let go.

Nanhe walked in front of Xia Ke lightly, picked up the agreement on the ground, slowly opened it, and looked at the name of Party B on it that was not his own, and couldn't help but shake his head and threw it on Xia Ke's head.

"Shaco, you miscalculated......"

He didn't really intend to put his name on it.

What if he wrote it?

This agreement does not have his palm print and still cannot be legally valid.

Shaco has been pursuing a good career and a good partner all his life, but he has never thought about whether all this is suitable for him.

But at this time, Xia Ke had no reaction at all, and the small holes on the top of his head were constantly bleeding blood, like blooming blood begonias.

Nanhe casually pulled the tablecloth and covered Xia Ke's body, covering up the fishy smell, and glanced at Nanchen beside him, Nanchen nodded silently.

Yin Zheng looked at the person in his arms tightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was faint, with an affectionate taste.

The feeling of being lost and regained makes him feel good and will make him cherish it more.

Lying in Yin Zheng's arms, Song Heying felt a little uncomfortable, turned over and continued to sleep, and the small movements fell in Yin Zheng's eyes, which was particularly cute.

"Yin Zheng ......"

Yin Zheng, who was called by name, instinctively raised his head and looked at Nanhe in the distance lightly, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He didn't forget that it was this man who kidnapped Song He and forcibly left Song He in a foreign country, so that he could not bring his wife home.

Song He's all these encounters are related to Nanhe in the final analysis......

But in this matter...... He had to thank Nanhe, an old classmate who made him particularly conflicted......

"Say."

Nanhe raised his eyebrows, walked to Yin Zheng's side, glanced at Song He on the sofa, and faintly withdrew his gaze.

"Why don't you come and pick her up......"

During this time, because of Song He's affairs and the company's affairs, he was already busy, and he hadn't investigated Yin Zheng's affairs yet, so everything was not easy to come to a conclusion.

But now Yin Zheng himself is in front of him......

Hearing this, the corners of Yin Zheng's mouth twitched, retracted his gaze, looked at Song He gently, and gently stroked Song He's face with his outstretched fingers, his movements were extremely gentle.

"Someone sent me a video and a set of photos."

It's also because of the videos and photos, so ...... He fell for the Eurasian calculation in advance and left.