The lame man clenched his teeth and repeatedly said, "I'm wrong. I'm wrong. It's my plan. It's my plan. : 772e766f6474772e636f6d "

Mu Huan seemed very satisfied with the lame man's answer at this time. His slender body slowly stood up from the ground. Just when the lame man thought that his pain was coming to an end, with a long spit, another wave of more intense pain came from his scalp," ah ~ ~ ~ "

the voice was very fierce, but he did not pull Mu Huan's steps to leave The lame man put out his hand and stroked the top of his head. Warm liquid was spilling through his fingers, over his forehead, over the corners of his eyes.

On the other hand, Mu Huan's heel is still entangled with the hair that has been pulled down from his scalp.

No matter what kind of love you had for beautiful women before, I'm afraid that at this moment, those feelings are gone in the lame man's heart, and the only thing left is a personal experience of women's heart.

Mu Huan seems to have no idea what happened just now. When she turns around, she sees the lame man's bleeding face, a fishy white hand with short nails, covering her mouth in fear, and her eyes are wide open. It seems that the scene at this moment is unexpected, "ah, what's the matter with you? How can you shed so much blood"

"quick, quick, quick, Ask the doctor to bandage him Mu Huan stretched out his hand and pointed to the direction of the door. His voice was urgent and his expression was sincere, as if he really cared about the lame man's injury.

"Yes." One of the men who had just accompanied the lame man opened the door of the office and went out.

Soon, really soon, just between the door opening and the door closing, a woman in a black suit and black eyes came in with a medicine box. Everything seemed to have been ready for a long time. She opened the medicine box, squatted down, took out medical alcohol from it, took out a pair of tweezers, dipped it in alcohol with cotton wool, disinfected it first, then took out a brown medicine bottle, and sprinkled the powder in it on the lame man's scalp. A pain came from his cone. He didn't dare to make a sound, so he bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth, even his nails fell into the meat I don't know.

"Very painful" the woman on the left side that gives him medicine low Mou to see him one eye, light ground asks.

The lame man didn't dare to speak. He stared at the moist eyes and shook his head.

"How did this head injury come from?" it's like a real doctor. With a heart of benevolence, the lame doesn't dare to look up at this time. If he looks up, maybe he can find something called concern in her eyes.

When she asked the lame man, his fear suddenly rose again. He lowered his head and could only shake his head again in silence.

"Are you hurt like this by Liao's people? Don't be afraid. Speak up boldly. We miss Mu will decide for you." Secretary Wang's voice is as gentle as before, with a trace of persuasion.

This time, the lame man really understood what these people thought. He couldn't believe that he looked up at Secretary Wang beside him. He quickly turned his head to look at Mu Huan and opened his mouth. There was a spoiler on his head. Just as he wanted to refuse, he swallowed it back.

Now, he did not have the joy when he got the money, except for fear, he seemed to have a trace of regret.

At the beginning, we shouldn't have sent ourselves into such a wolf's nest for the sake of greedy millions.

"Do you have anything to say to us?" Mu Huan's charming face gave birth to a flower, and his voice was warm and soft, which was very nice. But he heard that the lame man's heart was like a big stone chiseled into his heart, and then he went down.

He found that he was standing on a log, which was between two mountains, and under the log was a bottomless abyss. He is like an acrobat walking on a tightrope. He can't deviate at all. As long as he deviates at any side, he will fall into the abyss and fall to pieces.

He wanted to choose silence. Kneeling on the ground, his numb legs moved back. Just after two steps, a cone-shaped pain came from the instep close to the ground. He felt that every toe was crushed, and sharp bones pierced into the flesh. The sharp pain made his forehead sweat again, and sweat mixed with blood, It's like a needle in every inch of his skin.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Mu Huan came to him step by step.

At this time, Mu Huan was wrapped in the sun, the whole body showed a shadow, like death is approaching the lame step by step.

All of a sudden, there is warm liquid flowing out between the limp's legs, accompanied by a whiff of coquettish smell, which blocks Mu Huan's steps. She steps back a few steps, covers her nose, and continues to show great patience, "Liao Zhenbo is looking for someone to beat you like this, right"

the limp has lived a rough life for half his life, and he thinks he is a bully When he saw these intellectuals coming to him, he said to himself, "there's nothing to be afraid of. I'll take the money first. Whether I want to do it or not depends on my mood.". Before that happiness passed, he fell into wave after wave of language danger. When he finally knew that he was not the opponent of these people and was ready to give up this advantage, he did not expect that he had already been on the boat of thieves and could not get off.However, he will be able to observe his words and feelings. He knows that if he does not follow these people's words, he will not be able to live. So, regardless of the pain and heaviness on his head, he nodded his head forcefully, "yes, yes, that is, Liao Zhenbo sent someone to beat me."

"A bad man like Liao Zhenbo is not worthy to live in this city. He is not worthy of such a life and should not be allowed to succeed." The more Mu Huan said, the more excited he was, with a feeling of common hatred, "don't worry, we lejue will stand up and do justice for you."

Mu Huan raised his hand and waved, ordering the thugs to drag the lame out, then turned to Secretary Wang and said, "find someone to change all the carpets for me."

Stand up, hold the nose far from the pool of water stains around the edge, out of the office door.

"Yes." Secretary Wang answered, picked up the phone on his desk, made a phone call to the logistics department, gave a simple explanation, and hurriedly followed Mu Huan out.

Mu Huan turned around and turned into the conference room, where there were several confidants his father had sent to her. He went to the master's seat and sat down. Then he said coolly, "tomorrow, we lejue need to hold a press conference to publicize the lame."

"Miss, don't you always want to do it in secret? How today?" one of the people sitting in the meeting room asked, not knowing why, until he looked into mu huansen's cold eyes.

The ninth young lady of their family is the most similar one among their eldest children. She has a harmless expression on her face, but she can always produce a lot of vicious ideas when others are not on guard.

Although Mu Huan was not very satisfied with his garrulous subordinates, he answered for the first time, "Liao Zhenbo is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded and pinched by others. Do you think we have done so many things behind our back, he can't guess who did it. But people are more affectionate and afraid that the fool around him will be hurt, so he has been so patient with us. However, I lost a lot of fun when he did this, so you said why don't we have a positive impact, and it's more interesting to see his painful expression "

" fierce, fierce, or miss mu, you have little observation and clearly grasp his ideas. "

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with the flattery of his subordinates. He shot a cold eye at him and said, "put away your flattery and give me a good performance. You know what the consequences will be if you make a mistake."

In a word, all the people present changed their faces.

"Tomorrow's press conference must be a surprise attack. It's too early to let the news spread. It can't give Liao Zhenbo a chance to prepare. He should be caught off guard."

After a pause, she continued, "that cripple, who was injured at the press conference tomorrow, must give me something. It's not good to be too energetic. The more serious the injury is, the more people's protection will be aroused, and the greater the chance of our success will be. "

His eyes glanced over a document on the conference table, then slowly recalled it, and finally settled on it, "this is the information I asked you to collect about Liao Zhenbo's obscure details"

"yes." The man kept his head down. After hearing Mu Huan's words, he got up from his chair and trembled to pick up the document and came to Mu Huan. "Liao Zhenbo is too strict to handle him at all."

"So" Mu Huan leaned back, her whole body trapped in the leather seat, but still didn't reduce the coldness from her body.

"This is just a hand salute he gave to some officials. It's hard to verify it because time has passed." The man grabbed both ends of the document and handed it to Mu Huan.

Mu Huan took it and didn't rush to open it. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes radiated a cold knife at the moment. "You're telling me, it's just a pile of waste paper"

she hung up her eyebrow, stood up from her position, raised her hand holding the folder, and suddenly threw it out, "Pa." With a sound, the head of all the people present was shaken even lower, "pull him back and let my father dispose of him."

In a light word, there was a fierce hurricane in the conference room of Nuo da. When the man was dragged to the door with his hands, he was scared to find his voice. "Miss mu, I have another information."

Mu Huan didn't turn his head, just put up two fingers and waved back the thugs.