Chapter 31: I will still be excited after many years

"Oh, what a sharp little girl! Why, Feng Lixin still wanted to leave a good inheritance in your stomach before he went to hell? They were burned beyond recognition, and they even married Wife? "The woman who spoke was Feng Yiming's wife Ge Xinhui.

"Once you're done, stop talking to her. It's important for us to do business!" Feng Yiming and his party walked towards the medical room upstairs.

The butler Mo stopped at the entrance of the stairs. "Feng Yiming, what are you bringing with so many people?"

"Med to my nephew Feng Lixin for medical evaluation. Seeing his physical condition, can he still be qualified as the president of the Feng Group. In view of the principle of fairness and impartiality, I brought a forensic doctor and three veterans of the board." Feng Yiming is aggressive.

"Feng Yiming, Li Xin, but your relative and nephew, are you so hoping for him to die? Don't bully people too much!" Mo steward raised the baseball bat in Yang's hand, "I can't help you to be wild!"

"Ma'am, call Master No. 2!" An Yi rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in her hand. She urged towards the staircase while she directed at Xue Luo, and guarded the stairs on the second floor with Mo butler.

Seeing Mo Li and An An's maintenance of Feng Lixin, Xue Luo was full of gratitude. She just took out her cell phone and was about to make a call, only to realize that she had no phone number for Xing Xinglang at all.

"Ma'am, my phone is in the room, and there is the number of the second master." An Yan reminded.

"Catch that girl, don't let her call Feng Xinglang!" Feng Yiming was still afraid of Feng Xinglang who was not on the road.

Seeing two muscular men rushing towards themselves, Xue Luo slammed the chair at hand and smashed at them, thus winning the time to run into An'an room. She locked the door of the room, suppressing the fear in her heart and worrying about Feng Lixin, and panicked and began to look for An'an's cell phone. It went well, An An's cell phone was placed in the low cabinet at the bed for charging.

The sound of two strong men knocking at the door forced Xue Luo to become more nervous.

When Feng Xinglang answered the phone, Xue Luo almost collapsed. "Feng Xinglang, come back soon, come back soon."

"What happened?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly, and ran out of the office with a steady pace.

"Feng Yiming brought a lot of people, saying that he was going to make a medical appraisal for Li Xin." Xue Luo tried to suppress the fear in his heart.

"Stop him! You mustn't let him into the medical room! I'll be right back!" Feng Xinglang snapped.

"Oh, okay ... ah!" The door was smashed open, and Xue Luo made a miserable scream.

"Snow falls ... Snow falls!" Feng Xinglang called twice, but there was a noise on the phone.

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When Feng Xinglang rushed back to Feng's house, the whole villa was full of swords.

Mo butler has practiced family. His skill is nothing but an enemy and five. An An and Xue Luo can only be counted. At critical moments, the butler of Mo still had to be distracted to take care of the second wife, Lin Xueluo. So his resistance was passive.

The more the Mo steward rebelled, the more suspicious Feng Yiming was: Nephew Feng Lixin was no longer able to. Starting from the medical appraisal, he seems to be unable to serve as the president of a group company. He brought forensic doctors and company veterans today to force Feng Lixin to abdicate.

Xue Luo tightly held the baseball bat given by Mo butler and guarded the entrance of Feng Lixin's medical room. Both the housekeeper Mo and An An can die for the sake of maintaining Feng Lixin, and her wife is even more obliged and responsible to hold the door.

Feng Yiming not only brought forensics and company veterans, but also brought four muscular men. Mo's housekeeper was a bit outnumbered. After their third round of siege, the knife in his hand was hit to the ground, and an unstable center of gravity was thrown on the wall. The accomplices of the four muscular sportsmen immediately isolated Mo butler.

There was only one person left at the door of the medical room. Faced with the four fierce and powerful men, to be honest, Xue Luo was really scared. But as a wife, especially when she saw that Mo butler and An An were injured in order to protect their husbands, the tenacity factor of her bones multiplied.

"Feng Yiming, I have already called the police. The police will be here soon. You trespassed to your house and bullied your nephew. You and Li Xin were born from the same root, so why should you be too anxious!" Xue Luo knew he was fighting But they can only reason with them.

Her purpose was clear: to delay time until Feng Xinglang returned. At this moment, Feng Xinglang suddenly became her savior in the middle of her mind.

"Girl girl, Shine aside. It's just a medical appraisal that made me seem to kill my nephew. If I don't walk away, I will throw you downstairs with you." Feng Yiming was a little impatient.

"I won't let you! Some kind of, you step over my body! Feng Yiming, I warn you: surveillance is installed in this villa, all your actions will be testimony! Just wait. Go to jail! "

Actually, what is monitored, Xue Luo has no idea. This was just an excuse for her delay. The purpose is to delay time, to give Feng Xinglang an extra second.

She clearly remembered Feng Xinglang's words: stop him! He must not be allowed to enter the medical room! She must also be on the way back to Fengfeng.

Feng Yiming looked up guilty. Especially the two forensic doctors seemed to be disturbed. The charge of trespassing to a private house can be sealed, and the medical identification can be forcibly performed without the consent of the party or guardian. The charge is not small.

"Yiming, don't get rid of this dead girl! This is a trick to stop soldiers, and she is waiting for Feng Xinglang to come back. Drag her away." Feng Yiming's wife Ge Xinhui slammed and took the lead to rush to **** Snow falling in baseball bat in hands.

Snow fell instinctively in self-defense, and she raised a baseball bat and hit Ge Xinhui's head. The strength was not well grasped, perhaps because he was too nervous, and Ge Xinhui's forehead was immediately bloody.

"Smelly X son, dare you hit my wife!" Feng Yiming, furious, raised his dagger and chopped at Xue Luo.

Xue Luo instinctively squatted down, covering her head.

"Stop!" A swoosh-like phantom flew forward; apparently it was too late to grab the sword, and the man protected the woman who crouched down with his left shoulder. The dagger pierced the suit on Feng Xinglang's left shoulder, and Feng Yiming was knocked to the ground by a punch in the next second.

After many years, whenever Xue Luo thinks back to this scene, she always can't help but feel shocked. Junmei was like a divine residence, and she landed in front of her, guarding her like a heroic knight.

Blood stained the white shirt in the suit, and the fury ignored the pain on the left shoulder; Feng Xinglang slammed the four muscular men to the ground.

"Second Master, stop fighting, it will kill you."

In the end, Feng Xinglang, who was as angry as a violent lion, was hugged by Mo butler and Xue Luo, and the group of people escaped.

Holding the man's strong waist, sniffing the **** smell of tobacco mixed with the man, inexplicable Enron; Xue Luo's tears that had been depressed all rolled down with relief.