Mr. Zhao: “…”

This little girl is quite at ease with the situation?

But why is it so annoying?

He coerced this.

People regard this as a vacation...

Mr. Zhao felt that when he talked to Chu Zheng, he would be angry to death sooner or later.

Fortunately, it has arrived ahead.

The single-family villa has no other buildings around it.

The villa is decorated in a low-key and luxurious manner, and the style of a big shot is everywhere.

When Chu Zheng entered, she took the seat of the owner of the living room sofa.

Mr. Zhao: “…”

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath, stood on a crutch, and stopped sitting.

"Miss Chuzheng waited for a moment."

Mr. Zhao left with his bodyguard.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Chu Wu was about to speak when he heard a clicking sound of locks falling around him.

Chu Wu immediately got up and went to look at the doors and windows.

"He locked us here."

"Yes." Chu Zheng sat calmly on the sofa.

What a panic?

Isn't it just being locked up?

Small questions.

Not square.

Chu Wu frowned and looked at Chu Zheng, who was still in a guest position on the sofa.

Isn't she worried?

"What does he want to do to us?"

Chu Zheng raised her eyes and looked at the ceiling, and smoke filled the air vents.

Chu Wu also saw it.

Chu Zheng waved to let Chu Wu pass.

Chu Wu frowned, and saw the smoke spreading faster and faster, he walked to her quickly.

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Mr. Zhao stood outside, looking at the watch on his wrist from time to time.

From the outside, the smoke inside was rolling and it was impossible to see clearly.

"Mr. Zhao, it's been half an hour."

Mr. Zhao poked the ground twice with a crutch: "Notify Miss Sang Meng."

"yes."

Mr. Zhao looked inside and felt a little excited.

Miss Sang Meng said so seriously that he thought it was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Miss Sang Meng said she would use Chuwu as bait just in case.

But it seems that Miss Sang Meng looked up to these two people.

He will soon be able to gain a healthy body...

"Miss Sang Meng is here."

Someone whispered in Master Zhao’s ear.

So fast?

Mr. Zhao turned around and saw the familiar figure.

He immediately went up to him.

"Miss Sang Meng, you have caught this person." Mr. Zhao looked cautious and cautious, and he had no style that big boss should have.

"Where are people?"

Mr. Zhao immediately said, "It's inside, don't worry, they will definitely not wake up for no more than a day."

Sang Meng nodded: "Go in and take a look."

Mr. Zhao asked someone to close the mechanism inside, wait until the smoke dissipates, and hand Sang Meng a gas mask.

"No." Sang Meng walked straight into the room.

Mr. Zhao was surprised. Thinking of Sang Meng's methods, he felt normal.

He didn't dare not wear it, put on a mask and enter it.

The smoke had not completely dissipated, and the environment in the room was a little blurry.

"Where are people?"

"Then." Mr. Zhao walked towards the living room: "They..."

Mr. Zhao's voice came to an abrupt end.

The smoke seemed to avoid the sofa, forming a vacuum zone.

At this time, Chu Zheng put one hand on the back of the sofa and the other hand around Chu Wu, from head to toe, even her hair was domineering like a "I am a boss".

"It took so long to come." The girl looked over calmly: "Are you turtles?"

Bastards are faster than you.

"You..." Mr. Zhao was shocked: "Why are you okay?"

Because Sang Meng had specifically instructed him that he had added ten times the medicine he had used.

But she is sitting here...

"What should I do?" Chu Zheng's gaze turned and looked at Sang Meng behind Mr. Zhao.

I knew it was this dog.

If you can't beat me directly, you will beat me behind your back.

Mr. Zhao was so upset that he was so proud of his life that he dared not stand in front and retreated behind Sang Meng.

Sang Meng glared at Mr. Zhao with the look of looking at the waste.

"Chu Zheng, since you are alive, you should not appear in front of me again, so that I can see you so that you can still live well."

A ruthlessness flashed in Sang Meng's eyes.

Since she saw it, she must die.

Chu Zheng's slender and white fingers as white as jade bamboo tapped on the sofa, and her voice sounded to the rhythm: "You can poke yourself blindly."

This way I can't see me anymore.

How great!

Sang Meng sneered: "I have died once, but you are so eloquent now."

She paused and her tone quickly turned: "But today is your death."

"My death?" Chu Zheng's eyebrows seemed to be stained with frost, and she was cold and indifferent: "You are too arrogant to yourself."

Sang Meng just sneered and patted her palm confidently.

It suddenly became dark around.

Mr. Zhao was so scared that he was wandering around in place, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Chu Zheng was not panicked at all and pulled Chu Wu to kiss him: "Stay here by obediently."

Sang Meng twitched lightly: "Don't worry, I will send him to you too, so that you can be kind and loving below."

Sang Meng emphasizes the word "love".

Chu Zheng got up and suddenly kicked the coffee table in the living room.

The coffee table stuttered and slid towards Sang Meng.

Sang Meng jumped and landed lightly on the coffee table, which stopped sliding.
To be continued...