The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 64 The little white flower is about to turn black (25)

Zuo Lihan's subordinates are all straight steel men with muscles all over their bodies, and they don't have any kindness.

The hands are strong, and neither light nor heavy.

Michelle felt as if her scalp was about to be ripped off. The pain pulled at the corners of her eyes, and tears flowed down her face uncontrollably.

But she is not like ordinary women with tears and snot all over her face when she cries. After all, she is a little flower in the limelight, and even when she cries, she pays attention to her image.

She raised her hand to tightly hold the thick arm holding her hair, and raised her beautiful face towards Gu Shaoming.

Eye sockets are red.

The always pure eyes were filled with tears, full of stubbornness that refused to give in.

"Brother Shaoming, save me!"

One sentence, six words.

This instantly aroused Gu Shaoming's strong desire for protection.

His eyes are full of distress.

Regardless of struggling to save Michelle.

"Xue'er!
Bastard let me go!
Do you know who I am?
If you dare to hurt Xue'er, I will never let you go! "

The guests who were forced to stay and watch all had black question mark faces.

Is this Gu Shaoming crazy?
They are already fish meat on someone else's chopping board, and they are holding their necks and yelling at the person holding the knife.

And for a woman?
What about the brain?
What about the big picture?

How did he become the president of the Gu Corporation with such an IQ?
Some people who have cooperated with Gu's can't help but wonder if they can get back their money if they put money in the hands of such people?

And the rich wives looked at Michelle's weak white lotus, and they couldn't help but feel vigilant.

The secret channel must never let this little goblin get close to his man.

Seeing the two people acting from a distance, the impatient look on Zuo Lihan's face almost overflowed.

Filled with irritability, he uncontrollably began to take on a murderous look.

The younger brother who was closest to him sensitively sensed the familiar murderous aura, and when he turned around, he saw Zuo Lihan taking a step forward, pulling out the gun on his back and loading it, and walking towards Michelle.

My heart suddenly tightened.

Nowadays, we are tightening our grip on cracking down on organized crime and eradicating evil.

They accounted for two of the four words.

If Brother Han kills someone in public, he might get into trouble.

What's more, there is Zuo Shijun who escaped secretly watching.

The usually dull little brother suddenly had a high IQ, he stepped over Zuo Lihan in two steps, and rushed to Mi Xue before him.

Pushing away the subordinate who was grabbing her hair, but was scratched by her with no strength.

"Useless things."

The little brother cursed in a low voice, grabbed Michelle's soft long hair, and completely denied her the chance to act.

Press the back of her head to face the portrait of the original owner's parents.

'bang bang bang'

Three consecutive crisp sounds made people's scalp numb.

It's not so much a kowtow as a head bump.

With three solid blows, Michelle couldn't say a word, her eyes turned white and she passed out.

"Cher!"

A stern roar from behind made Zuo Lihan stop in his footsteps.

Looking back, Gu Shaoming's eyes were red and his facial features were as ferocious as a trapped beast, struggling to break through the shackles.

A cold light flashed in Zuo Lihan's eyes.

He turned around and walked towards Gu Shaoming.

The younger brother had just dealt with Mi Xue, when he looked up, he saw Zuo Lihan change his target.

The younger brother was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

This is President Gu!
If you kill him, it's not a word of trouble.

Leaving Michelle's hair behind, the younger brother quickly chased after him: "Brother Han!"

But he is not as fast as Zuo Lihan.

When he rushed over, Zuo Lihan had already stepped on the back of Gu Shaoming's hand.

His soles have anti-slip textures, so they are rough and uneven.

Zuo Lihan deliberately leaned forward, concentrating all his weight on the foot that was on the back of Gu Shaoming's hand.

Seeing Gu Shaoming's aching forehead sweating profusely, he couldn't help but feel a lot better.

(End of this chapter)