can not help

Meng Youzhao subconsciously held Meng Junchen in his arms, while Pan Shirong ignored Qian Shucheng's struggle and pressed him firmly to the ground.

Qian Shucheng was lying on the ground unable to move, but even this did not prevent him from opening his mouth: "Let go of me, hurry up!"

Pan Shirong: "No, my husband said to take care of you."

When Qian Shucheng heard the word 'sir', he immediately became furious: "Sir, you know sir, my brother has been with you for so long, why didn't you see your heart, how did you feel when he was killed by Murong Ling?" , aren’t you afraid that you will be the next to die?”

Pan Shirong didn't pay attention to Qian Shucheng's struggle, nor his roar as if venting. After looking around, his face suddenly turned pale.

Meng Youzhao said in an uncertain voice, "That direction...is that the conference room we just used?"

Qian Shucheng, who was still struggling, suddenly stopped moving, and his face was even paler than when he just found out the real cause of Qian Shuning's death.

Murong Ling...

Pan Shirong tried his best to suppress his urge to go back: "The explosion in the range just now, the bomb is not very powerful. This warehouse is built with special materials, so it will not collapse because of one such bomb. We have to leave quickly, in case there are still It’s hard to say about other more violent bombs, after all, Yuan Shaojie also knows the structure of this warehouse very well.”

Qian Shucheng took a deep look at Pan Shirong.

Pan Shirong pulled Qian Shucheng up and ran out, but Meng Junze stood still.

"You guys go out first, I'll go back and have a look."

Meng Youzhao nodded, pulled Meng Junchen out together, and said to Qian Shucheng after running for a certain distance: "Maybe you think I'm in collusion with Murong Ling, but I also hope you can take a calm look at this matter, some things are not like It’s so simple on the surface, like they said many times that Murong Ling almost died abroad, haven’t you thought about why?”

Qian Shucheng said with a sullen face: "When you want me to know, I will know after all. When you don't want me to know, don't I have to behave like a fool?"

Meng Youzhao did not reply to him, but said to Pan Shirong: "Don't you think you are hiding too much from Xiao Cheng? If Ah Ling doesn't tell you, you don't say anything. It's impossible for you not to know about Ah Ling's plan. Hope he will end up like that?"

Pan Shirong's face was tense: "Then what do you think I should expect Qian Shucheng to help? No one can stop what Mr. decides, as long as he is still alive."

Meng Youzhao sighed, the people under Murong Ling were just like him, very stubborn in their bones.

'boom! '

There was another explosion, and Pan Shirong hurriedly pulled Qian Shucheng behind the cover, and then there was a gunshot.

"So you asked me to bring someone here because of a contingency at this time?"

Meng Youzhao's eyes popped out suddenly, and the invisible coercion slammed on Pan Shirong.

Pan Shirong looked around as if he didn't realize it. Except for a few offices that were damaged, the warehouse as a whole showed no signs of collapse.The gunshots were some distance away from them, either Murong Ling was exchanging fire with the opponent, or Meng Junze had already rushed over to clash with the enemy.

Pan Shirong swallowed the breath in his throat: "I expected Yuan Shaojie to rebel today, but I didn't expect him to bring so many people."

Meng Yanzhao frowned: "Are you so negligent about taking precautions against Nangang?"

Pan Shirong turned his head, and there was a trace of sadness in his smile: "Because Mr. has already prepared to give Nangang to you."

Meng Youzhao was shocked, he couldn't understand why Murong Ling was in such a hurry, and why the original step-by-step plan was so advanced.He knew that Murong Ling would hand over the 'tomb' sooner or later, but why so soon?

"Tell me the truth, what happened to Ah Ling? It's because of his health."

Pan Shirong's face was tense: "After today, the whole Nangang will be yours."

Meng Youzhao frowned even more, and he didn't even care about the matter he kept silent before: "Is there something wrong with Ah Ling's injury? Tell me the truth."

Pan Shirong: "Which time are you talking about? There are so many injuries, Mr. I can't remember how many. Is it meaningful to say these things at this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person suddenly jumped out from the dark corner behind him, charging forward with a sharp dagger in his hand.Although Meng Youzhao was old, his skills were still vigorous. He directly hit the man's abdomen with his bow and elbow, and then hit his back hard when the man was bending over in pain.

Although there are many descriptions, it is only a moment of effort.

Meng Junchen stared at Meng Yuzhao dumbfounded, and his admiration for his father rose to another level.

Meng Youzhao lifted his trouser legs, and squatted beside Pan Shirong regardless of his image: "It's already this time, don't hide it, and tell me if you have anything to do."

Pan Shirong: "Don't worry, no matter how negligent Nangang is to guard against it, there won't be any violent bombs here, so it won't collapse for a while. The main thing is to see how the husband handles it. Their targets today should be the husband and you. The drugs that were stolen have been cleaned up long ago, but we don’t know what other places we didn’t take care of, and even if there are neglected ones, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

Meng Youzhao's brows remained unchanged, and he took out his mobile phone and sent out a few messages silently.

On the other hand, after everyone left, Murong Ling pulled Yuan Shaojie out by the collar like a chicken, and threw him into the corner after walking for a while.

"Come on, where do you want to start to blow up? Do you have a remote control in your pocket or do you need someone to wait for your message?"

Yuan Shaojie was almost strangled just now, and he took a long time to recover. He lost so much blood that he was so weak that he held on to the wall several times but failed to stand up.He was panting heavily and was about to speak when there was a piercing explosion in the conference room they came out of.

His heart was shocked, but he suppressed it only for a moment, and said as if he had never heard the explosion, "Do you really want to die here or what?"

Murong Ling put his hands in his pockets, with a relaxed look: "What do you mean, is it tiring to act such a crappy play?"

Yuan Shaojie chuckled: "Nangang, don't you want to give it away? Since you don't want it, I will destroy it."

Murong Ling was silent for a moment: "Are you afraid that I will give the Meng family... he asked you to do this?"

Yuan Shaojie: "Didn't you just be sure that he didn't know about this? Why? Afraid that person wants you to die? In fact, you should have died a long time ago!"

Murong Ling squatted in front of Yuan Shaojie: "You said that you spent so long on the streets in order to be by my side, and were bullied and almost killed, just to be by my side. Now you have managed to get to where you are now, just because of this little thing Don't you think it's a pity to be exposed, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?"

Yuan Shaojie: "Afraid? I have nothing to be afraid of."

Murong Ling took out his pistol/gun and drew circles on the ground: "You are not afraid, you, godson, do recognize him after all, to preserve the blood for the father who adopted you, and to prevent Nangang from falling into his hands, you can only quickly blow up your blood." Lose."

Yuan Shaojie stared back fiercely, but just as he was about to speak, there was another explosion.

Murong Ling looked back, turned back with a smile and said, "What? I wonder why these places are bombed?"

Yuan Shaojie's eyes widened suddenly: "It's you?!"

Murong Ling pointed the gun at his forehead: "It's a surprise? Didn't you say that Qian Shuning's death can exchange for my right hand, so how about I use the whole Nangang to be buried with you?"

'boom! '

Yuan Shaojie didn't even understand why Murong Ling did this until his death.

When Meng Junze arrived, he only had time to see Murong Ling holding up the smoking gun, while Yuan Shaojie leaned against the wall motionless, with a shocking bloody hole on his forehead.

"Uncle."

Meng Junze was afraid that he would also be shot, so he was the first to make a sound when he approached.

Murong Ling turned around, nodding expressionlessly to the visitor.

"us……"

'boom! '

Just as Meng Junze was about to speak, another shot was fired in his direction, and the bullet flew past the tip of his hair, and there was a muffled groan immediately behind him.

Meng Junze was sweating coldly down his temples, swallowing secretly: "Uncle..."

Murong Ling walked to him quickly, and handed over a gun: "It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go."

Meng Junze took the gun and followed closely behind.

In fact, there were no gunshots in the entire warehouse except for the two shots just now. The place is so quiet that it seems to have been abandoned.

Meng Junze suppressed his doubts in his heart, besides the sound of his own breathing, only the sound of the explosion causing the building to fall was left in his ears.

Seeing that the gate was approaching, Meng Junze suddenly grabbed Murong Ling and dodged behind a wall.

Murong Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to the sound outside the wall. He couldn't hear anything except the occasional sound of something falling in the distance, but he knew that someone was nearby.

Murong Ling loaded the gun and signaled Meng Junze to wait behind with his eyes, while he stepped forward to explore.

Before poking his head out, the vigilance he had cultivated over the years allowed him to retreat instinctively, raising his hand to directly block the sudden attack.The opponent obviously came prepared, Zhao Zhao controlled the direction of the gun in Murong Ling's hand, but he never had a chance to remove the gun.

Murong Ling's right hand couldn't bear the strength, and his left hand was restrained again. He was passive in the first move and then passive in every move.

Fortunately, Meng Junze reacted quickly. Seeing someone rushing from behind the wall, he raised his long legs and kicked him directly.

Meng Junze quickly took Murong Ling's place and started fighting with that man.Meng Junze is from an orthodox background, but he has also struggled in actual combat for so many years. Which moves are ostentatious, and which lethality is mostly clear. Because of his clearness, the more he fights, the more frightened he is. Who the hell is this!

Murong Ling withdrew from the fight, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his head became dizzy intermittently.

His body is very poor, and it is difficult to recover even if he is carefully recuperated, not to mention that he has not really recuperated in such a short period of time, so he is in a state of high tension all day long. Hypoglycemia occurred at a critical moment.

"kill him."

Murong Ling was leaning against the wall with a pale face, and he couldn't even hold the gun steadily in his hand. Under such circumstances, he didn't dare to risk shooting Meng Junze, so he could only tell Meng Junze concisely that this man don't stay.

Meng Junze has a gun, but based on professional habits, shooting is always the last resort.But as soon as Murong Ling said this, Meng Junze immediately wanted to put his hand into his pocket.

The man reacted extremely quickly, and the violent attack intensified, causing Meng Junze to be attacked repeatedly on the head and abdomen.Meng Junze gave up the attack for the time being, and re-parried to a draw.

Murong Ling slowed down, his hands finally stopped shaking.

"Qi Chang, when did you become a captive dog?"

Murong Ling's voice was still weak when he stood up, and he was a little out of breath when he spoke, but he didn't delay filling his words with sarcasm.

Wherever Qi Chang has time, he can take care of Murong Ling, but Meng Junze is not someone who can be dealt with easily if he is half-hearted.

"Junze, back off!"

'boom! '

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