Maybe they are too accustomed to obeying the orders of their superiors, causing them to lose their vigilance in self-defense.

Sister Mei smiled coldly: "On Huangquan Road, you guys continue to accompany me on the road. You are the ones I personally selected, so I will use it smoothly."

The little boy was petrified, watching the two men fall, he closed his eyes in fear.

Sister Mei immediately bent down and smiled at him: "Little friend, don't be afraid, I won't kill you, come on, come with me."

"No, I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere, I want to find my parents." The little boy burst into tears.

"If you don't go up, you have to go up, otherwise, you will never see your parents again." Sister Mei suddenly reached out and lifted the collar of the boy's back, and forced him out of the door.

The little boy was so frightened that he couldn't even walk, so Sister Mei dragged him up to the top floor.

As soon as Sister Mei took the child upstairs, she saw a sharp siren from the road.

"Old man, crossing the river and demolishing bridges, killing people to silence people?" Hearing this voice, Sister Mei seemed to hear a call from hell, gritted her teeth full of resentment, and laughed sadly.

Not long after the old president's people arrived, Ling Mofeng's people also came over, and at the same time, Ji Yanhan's motorcade came over. Lin Mei, who was sitting in the car, saw her son standing on the top floor who was tied up at a glance. She was so frightened that she almost passed out.

Tang Youyou and Ji Yanhan also had their hearts hanging in the air, they didn't expect the other party to be so blatantly trying to kill that child.

Lin Mei's husband was also scared out of his wits, his face turned pale with fright.

"Are they going to push my son down? Why are they killing a kid, why?"

Ji Yanhan's gaze and Tang Youyou's glanced at each other, seeing anxiety and worry in each other's eyes. Tang Youyou's two hands tightly grasped the man's arm, and Ji Yanhan's expression was terrifying.

"Zhang Sanmei, you are surrounded, please surrender immediately and let go of the hostages." A police voice came from the loudspeaker.

"It's really sad, Mu Tianhan, you've played well. Everyone, open your eyes and see that this country is rotten from the root, and you have nothing to hope for." Sister Mei yelled at the people below with all her strength. Just as she finished speaking, a bullet shot from nowhere, pierced her forehead, and left a red mark.

Sister Mei's expression froze at that moment, her eyes turned pale, and her body fell down. Immediately, the police quickly ran upstairs. Lin Mei and his wife wept with joy when they saw that their child was safe and sound. They quickly got out of the car and ran towards their child.

"Fortunately, the child is fine." Tang Youyou's heart seemed to have been crushed by a wheel, and it took a long time to catch her breath, and she trembled all over.

Ji Yanhan stretched out his long arms, hugged her tightly, and pressed his thin lips against her forehead: "It's okay, don't worry."

"Why don't they even let the child go?" Tang Youyou was filled with grief and indignation.

"In the face of rights, some people have long lost their conscience, but fortunately, these people are only a minority, and most of them still have conscience and passion. Don't be afraid, everything will pass." Ji Yanhan knew that his wife was terrified, and he didn't know how to erase this bad memory for her, so he could only comfort her softly.

The child was finally rescued, but he was terrified. When he saw his parents coming, he burst into tears.

Only when he was hugged tightly by his parents and suffered injuries, could he be comforted.

Lin Mei and his wife returned to the police station in a police car to record a statement, while Ji Yanhan took Tang Youyou home.

Sister Mei died, and her death was not clear, but what she said before her death was recorded by the media who rushed over. The media were not afraid of big things, but they were afraid that there would be no news. Sister Mei's few words pointed directly at the old president's name.

Although the old president called someone to silence him in time, unfortunately, it was still a step too late. Before she died, sister Mei dug a big hole for him, almost burying him. The old president hated him so much that his heart almost stopped beating, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Sister Mei�s capable assistants all ended in a miserable end. Many people began to fear, and these fearful people were those around the old president. They were eager to get rid of their proud identities.

Ling Mofeng didn't seem to have seriously injured the old president, but he was the invisible driving force behind the scenes, promoting the evolution and fermentation of the incident step by step.

Evil cannot be hidden, and it will be exposed sooner or later. Ling Mofeng has always believed that even if he didn't need to deliberately dig for evidence, the old president's failures were too many, enough to overwhelm himself.

Those who win the hearts of the people must be kind, and those who win the hearts of the people must be kind. This is the warning that the old man of the Ling family has imprinted on Ling Mofeng's heart since he was a child. Let him never forget to be strict with himself, cultivate his body and mind, and permeate everything he does, no matter how big or small, it does not violate this heart. JrNovels.com