The Predator of the Beautiful President

Looking at Xie Yixin's obviously stunned expression, the old man has lived to such an advanced age. Besides, traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, smelling and inquiring, and it is used to look at people's expressions. There are also similarities, so I immediately realized that my guess was right. .

He quickly sat up straight, raised his hand to grab Xie Yixin's arm, and asked eagerly: "Xiao Xie, tell me the truth, what happened to Ah Peng?"

When Xie Yixin was caught by the old man like this, he also recovered from the surprise, and quickly said: "No, old man, Ah Peng is fine."

The old man fixed his eyes on Xie Yixin, and said with a serious face: "Xiao Xie, do you really think I can't see it? You are all not ordinary people. What is Qing'er's identity? She is just an ordinary doctor. How can De be protected by people like you?
A Peng is not at home all the year round, and Qing'er and Qing'er get together less often. Last year, I didn't even come back for my [-]th birthday. I don't blame A Peng, because I know that he is a very filial child. If you don't come back, there must be something important that you can't get away from.

However, although Ah Peng didn't come back, he would call me, an old man, every now and then to chat, even if it was just a simple greeting, but I haven't received any greetings from Ah Peng in the past two or three months. I knew something must have happened to Ah Peng.

When Qing'er came, although she had put on makeup to cover up, the redness in her eyes could not be covered up. I could tell that she had cried, and she had cried for a long time. Xiao Xie, my time is running out, I just Wondering, what the hell happened?

I don't want to be at the moment when I leave without knowing what sad things happened to my beloved granddaughter. I don't want to die in peace. Xiao Xie, I beg you, tell me! "

Xie Yixin had no idea that the old man seemed to be at the last moment, his eyes were even more cloudy at this moment, but his heart was so clear, perhaps, it was just responding to an unexamined sentence.

As people get closer to death, their hearts become clearer and clearer, especially the old man, who has been a doctor all his life and has long been indifferent to life and death, and now his heart is more clear!

Previously, Sang Yuqing had repeatedly instructed him not to tell the old man about A Peng, but unexpectedly, the old man saw the clues. Faced with the old man's request, Xie Yixin was in a dilemma!
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On the other side, in the walking stairwell on the right side of the third floor of the shopping plaza, Sang Yuqing was holding the scalpel tightly, looking left and right nervously, waiting for the man on the phone to show up, not knowing at all, standing in front of her, maintaining The security guard of the order was the man who spoke to her on the phone.

As if the security guard was going down the stairs, his right hand wiped away at the vital part of Sang Yuqing's throat. The movement was very natural. Seeing that his palm was about to cut Sang Yuqing, Sang Yuqing also turned his eyes at this time, noticing When she saw something strange, she looked terrified, and hurriedly moved her body to the right.

"Stab!"

Her left shoulder was immediately cut open by the blade in the man's hand, blood seeped out, and soon dyed the clothes on her shoulder red.

"It's you?"

Sang Yuqing endured the severe pain in her shoulder, gritted her teeth and looked at the security guard in front of her, but she was still in shock and terrified.

"Give me the amulet!" the man stared at Sang Yuqing, and said with a cold expression.

Sang Yuqing swung his right hand, and revealed the scalpel in his hand. A Peng's death may not have been caused by the person in front of him, but it must be more or less related to him. At this moment, Sang Yuqing's heart The horror was swept away, and the eyes became extremely firm.

She raised her hand to touch the amulet on her neck, and said coldly: "If you have one, come and get it!"

At this moment, Sang Yuqing was not fighting for herself, but for her sacrificing husband, A Peng, and for the safety of her daughter in the future. Holding the amulet, it was as if A Peng was with her!
"Then go to hell!" The man stopped talking, strode forward, and raised his hand to chop Sang Yuqing's chest.

At this time, almost no one was running in the stairwell, so no one would notice it. Sang Yuqing gritted her teeth, dodged to the side, and slashed fiercely at the man's side ribs with the scalpel in her hand.

These are some self-defense and fighting skills that Shen Chuanpeng taught her. Most of the time, they are used as a kind of entertainment and pastime between husband and wife. Sang Yuqing has never cared about them these years, and only thinks that Shen Chuanpeng has a martial arts The dream was just to experience entertainment with herself, she even made it a habit.

Sometimes Sang Yuqing had no intention of fighting, but Shen Chuanpeng would always find various reasons, even at the expense of making her angry. Sang Yuqing even made fun of Shen Chuanpeng. Sticks or pepper spray.

But now that Sang Yuqing thinks about it, she just realized her husband A Peng's good intentions. He has been strengthening and cultivating himself, for fear that one day he will be hurt. It was a subconscious counterattack.

A trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes. He didn't expect that a weak woman like Sang Yuqing would be able to fight back against her. However, Sang Yuqing's methods were limited after all, and with her injuries, let alone her speed.

The man dodged, and punched Sang Yuqing hard on the shoulder. Sang Yuqing immediately staggered back a few steps. It didn't matter if he stepped down, but his heels stumbled on the stairs coming down from the fourth floor, and he fell on the stairs with his back superior.

"what!"

This time, the turning point of the stairs just touched her lower back, causing her to scream in pain, and tears flowed out. She was just lying on the stairs, unable to stand up for a while.

"court death!"

The man said something in a cold voice, strode forward, and stomped on Sang Yuqing's abdomen.

Sang Yuqing gritted her teeth, swiped the scalpel in her hand, and slashed at the foot stepped on by the man. The man's foot turned in the air and kicked Sang Yuqing's wrist. The scalpel flew out, just falling towards the stairs on the third floor.

The man's foot folded in the air again, and he stepped on Sang Yuqing's abdomen, "Poof", Sang Yuqing immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, almost passed out from the pain.

The man just put his foot on Sang Yuqing's abdomen, then bent down and reached out to grab the amulet on Sang Yuqing's neck. From this, Sang Yuqing suffered even more pressure and pain.

Seeing that the man was about to grab the amulet, Sang Yuqing's eyes suddenly became incomparably firm, and she stood up again suddenly, hugging the man's leg that was stepping on the abdomen with both hands, and opened her mouth to bite the man's calf superior.

At this time, Sang Yuqing was completely determined to die, and fought with his life. Even if he died, he still had to hug the man's leg and not let him run away.

"what!"

The man let out a scream, and as soon as he raised his hand, the blade in his hand slashed at Sang Yuqing's exposed neck artery.

At the very moment, a figure rushed up from downstairs, it was Xia Dongyang who was catching up without stopping.