Fu Shaoyun is smoking a cigar in the big boss''s chair. His face is behind the smoke, and he can''t see his expression clearly.

    On the opposite computer, every move in the old factory is playing synchronously.

    When Fu Shaoxin''s red sports car appeared in the camera, a satisfied smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

    Then a puff of smoke came out and a phone number was dialed.

    "Miss Xia."

    Xia Zhi hears Fu Shaoyun''s voice, his body is obviously stunned, and his eyes are filled with irresistible disgust.

    "What''s the matter?"

    "If you have nothing to do, you can''t talk to Miss Xia about family?"

    "I don''t know you well."

    Fu Shaoyun''s deep laughter came from the end of the phone, which made Xia Zhi feel a little uncomfortable.

    "You are my sister-in-law. How can you not be familiar with me?"

    "If you have something to say, don''t buy a pass with me. I''m not Anyou."

    "Do you want to know where Fu Shaoxin is?"

    "Do you know where he is?"

    "130 Xingrong street, remember, you go alone, or you don''t want to see Fu Shaoxin."

    Fu Shaoyun hung up the phone, slowly stood up, walked to the window, a pen playing in his hand.

    Fu Shaoxin, I''d like to see how you choose between these two women.

    ..

    After Xia Zhi hung up, without saying a word, he pushed Lin Erqing out of the car.

    "Lend me the car. You can take care of Fu Zijing. I''ll come."

    "Ah, ah, ah." Lin Erqing looked at Xia Zhi who had left and sighed, "these two things are fine."

    In the dark old factory, a few gamblers stood up and ran around when they heard the news.

    Fu Shaoxin''s eyes are red and her head is full of blood, just like ten years ago, when he took her from the scene of the car accident.

    He put on the brake and engaged the reverse gear, and the car retreated towards several small gangsters running behind his car.

    "Run, run, the boy is crazy."

    "Run out."

    The car made a screeching brake sound, a quick tail flick, and the car stopped in front of the iron gate which was damaged by him.

    Blocked the retreat of a few gangsters.

    He quickly jumped out of the car, strode over, knocked one of the little gangsters to the ground with a hook, and then grabbed his chest clothes.

    "Say. Who directed you. "

    The little gangster shivered and looked at the man in front of him, like Shura''s terrible eyes. He was scared to pee his crotch.

    Fu Shaoxin kicked him away: "useless things."

    Behind him, a small gangster held a brick and aimed at his stamina. Fu Shaoxin turned and raised his legs, focusing on the small gangster''s forehead in the front.

    For a moment, the little gangster felt that countless little stars were shining in front of him. Then he fell to the ground and fainted.

    Another man, looking at the two people falling down, was in a hurry. He took out the knife he was carrying and stabbed Fu Shaoxin like crazy.

    Fu Shaoxin''s long and narrow eyes narrowed and slightly pinched his wrist. His face sank and he was hurt and pinched hard.

    A scream of "ah".

    The dagger has fallen into Fu Shaoxin''s hand.

    It was just a moment to knock down the three gangsters. He pulled the button off his collar to show his honey skin. At the moment, all the gangsters in the factory had run out.

    Step by step, he walked to Amman. Because of nervousness, the palm of his dagger was sweating. His slender voice cast a vague shadow under the dim light.

    A slight noise interrupted the quiet air at the moment. With a cough, Ann woke up.

    She opened a pair of big clear eyes with tears, and seemed not to believe what she saw.

    "Is that you? Shaoxin. "

    "I''m not dreaming."

    "I thought I was going to die."

    "I thought I would never see you again."

    "Shaoxin, you are here at last."

    Fu Shaoxin came slowly with a warm voice: "it''s me. Don''t be afraid. I''ve come to save you."

    Hearing his voice, Ayman could no longer control his inner emotion. Tears fell down his white cheeks and into the dust.

    A pair of small feet without shoes, some subtle wounds, is to the outflow of blood.

    Shaoxin said that he likes to see her small and plump feet, and every finger is as lovely and round as a pearl.

    She silently shed tears, voice trembling: "pain, Shaoxin, I love it."

    Fu Shaoxin approached her, did not give her a hug, did not expect to kiss, he just helped her untie the rope.

    Then ask her, "how do you feel now?"

    Ann Yiman raised her small face, and the tears in her eyes made her more charming.

    People who see her look will feel that anyue''er is very similar to her, but she has a little resemblance. She is really the woman who will make all men excited. She can satisfy any man''s fantasy of first love.

    Like this complex world, the freshest landscape.

    However, Fu Shaoxin''s heart into the summer know, then can no longer see other scenery.

    "Shaoxin, my foot is injured and I can''t go."

    Fu Shaoxin noticed that there were no shoes on her feet, and the center of her left foot was bleeding. The wound looked ferocious.

    He picked her up and went to his car.

    At the same time, more than a dozen gangsters outside, with a large number of machetes, poured in.

    Xia Zhi''s car also arrived outside the factory at this time.

    She drove fast all the way, thinking about whether Fu Shaoxin would have an accident. Several times, she almost ran into the fence on the side of the road, and her mind was confused again and again.

    As long as he is good, as long as he is safe, she can not care.

    You can care about nothing.

    What Ann Iman, what Yu Weiwei.

    The owner of some mysterious phone.

    She can ignore everything.

    As long as Fu Shaoxin is well.

    The factory has already started fighting. Those little gangsters are chasing Fu Shaoxin with knives. Every knife is full of danger, and he can''t do too much with an Yiman in his hand.

    If he had put aeman down, he might not be subject everywhere.

    Ann Yiman buried in his chest, kissing the familiar taste of his body, a sneer raised from the corner of his mouth.

    Didn''t Fu Shaoyun say that he had fallen in love with another woman? Now he was still holding her, and he didn''t want her to be hurt.

    She was sure that the man must still love her.

    Her hand fell on his waist, and the tattoo must still be there.

    A little gangster cut down with a knife from behind, and suddenly a cold voice sounded in the empty factory.

    "Stop it. Otherwise, I''ll kill him. "

    Xia Zhi is holding high-heeled shoes with cold light in her hand. She is against a little gangster''s throat. She takes off her shoes and has no protection on her feet. She cuts sharp wounds on the ground.

    The white light hit her face. Her skin was as smooth as white porcelain. She felt a little pain. Her facial features fused in the light. When she cut away, she could only see a pair of cold eyes like glass.

    Her eyes crossed Fu Shaoxin, who was holding an Yiman in her arms. There was a slight injury in her eyes.

    Can he not even have his own life for her?

    What about her?