Heshan city center.

Even at two o'clock in the morning, there are still a lot of lights flashing in the Shangmeng office building!

After Song Zhilan finished processing the last file of the day, she stopped her movements.

"Xiao Meng, pour me a cup of coffee!"

However, after she finished speaking, she didn't get any reaction.

Song Zhilan looked up and saw that her assistant had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

When I looked down at the time, I realized that it was already early morning.

After shaking her head with a wry smile, she brought a blanket to cover for the assistant, turned on the heating and air conditioner in the office, and left the office.

After Song Zhilan got into the car, she collapsed in the back seat exhausted.

"Go back to the villa!"

Escorted by two bodyguards, the car started slowly.

However, halfway through the journey, the bodyguard in the passenger seat noticed something abnormal.

"Miss Song, someone is following us!"

Hearing this sentence, Song Zhilan, who had been sleeping lightly in the back seat, woke up instantly.

Turning to look, there are indeed a few more pairs of headlights at the rear.

An ominous premonition suddenly flooded her heart!

"Speed ​​up and dump them quickly."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone. Just when he was about to call Lin Mo, the car he sat down suddenly made a few loud noises.

The car went out of control instantly!

"It's not a good blowout!"

After the bodyguard exclaimed and reminded, he clenched the steering wheel tightly, but the speed was too fast, and the sudden tire blowout caused the car to fall into a state of loss of control instantly.

"Miss Song, hold on tight!"

Before the voice came to the ground, the car rushed out of the road.

The violent impact caused Song Zhilan to lose consciousness for a short time, and her ears began to buzz.

When she came back to her senses, her face was covered in blood, and the bright red blood stained her long hair, making her look embarrassed.

And at this time, bursts of severe pain were constantly attacking her brain.

When she lowered her head, she found that her left foot was in a state of deformity and twist, and it was obviously broken.

As for the two bodyguards at the front, the chest cavity has been penetrated by the branches of the tree, and the dead can no longer die.

Song Zhilan couldn't care about anything else, she could only endure the severe pain and fear, and frantically groped for the dropped mobile phone.

But at this time the people who were chasing them had already arrived.

Bells is not only the deputy head of the Dark Night Mercenary Group, but also the leader of this operation.

After the convoy stopped, he jumped directly.

With a height of nearly two meters and his iron-like muscles, the whole person is like a ferocious giant bear.

He walked to the scrapped car and yanked the door open.

After his raised arm was retracted again, Song Zhilan, who was struggling desperately in the car, was easily lifted out by his hair.

"Is this bitch worth 300 million?"

"Our Lord Zat Baiha is really generous!"

After Bells finished speaking, he showed a hideous smile, and there was also a strong playful look in his eyes.

And his big white teeth were faintly reflective under the light of the headlights.

"Little girls are still beautiful embryos, tsk tsk tsk!"

As soon as these words came out, the hands behind him also laughed at him.

"Boss, do you want to get through her?"

"Yeah, this girl's facial features are so delicate, it's a pity to kill it directly, why don't you have a good time?"

"Through, through, through!"

The sound of everyone's encouragement also aroused the greed in Bells' heart.

He felt the heat in his body, so he raised his fingers to shake Song Zhilan's hair.

However, at this time, only a mouthful of bloody sputum responded to him.

"Bah, one of you counts as one. If you come to our country to commit murder, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will die!"

Although Song Zhilan's appearance at this time was very embarrassed, her aura was not weak at all.

He is not afraid of death, he is afraid that someone will be sad.

He should feel sorry for me... JrNovels.com