A Biao is a Leng first, then took the mobile phone, quickly sent the photos to his mobile phone, "he Shao, let me do this thing." A Biao said with a guaranteed ticket.


    Anyan suddenly realized.


    "He Junshen, you, you don''t want to save SNZ in this way, do you?"


    His burning eyes instantly fixed on Anyan''s body, looking at her surprised little face, he said slightly: "the best way to save SNZ, what do you know?"


    Anyan shakes her head.


    "Distract."


    An Yan was surprised.


    Does he really want to divert attention in this way?


    Heyun deeply looked at Anyan''s surprised appearance, slightly crooked the corner of his mouth and pinched her jaw with a smile.


    "What? You don''t seem happy to be my woman? "


    "Since my high school, heshao has been in my life. Since then, it has always been you. Haven''t I met any other good men? I still want to find a better one than heshao when I''m waiting for college! "


    "Is it?"


    "Yes Anyan''s mouth was slightly open, and he Junshen bowed his head to kiss her lips at the moment when her voice fell.


    An Yan stares round Mou son, exclaim a voice: "Oh?"


    She never thought that he Junshen would suddenly kiss her on the lip. In a moment, she didn''t have time to react


    "There''s no better man than me."


    "Who, who said that!" An Yan red cheek, looking at in front of He Jun deep, voice said.


    "Will yinsinian have me? You loved him so much before, didn''t you? "


    "..." an Yanrong immediately held he Junshen''s strong waist, "I lost my memory, I can''t count."


    He Yun chuckled and continued to ask her, "so, is there a better man than me?"


    "No more!" An Yan answers obediently, who let her be blamed?


    ……


    This afternoon, Anyan sat on the sofa reading the score, while hejunshen sat on one side browsing the files.


    This kind of picture is really quiet.


    However, peace and beauty will always be broken. It''s just a matter of time.


    "Gululu..." Anyan''s stomach made a protest. She held her mouth and stroked her flat stomach.


    Are you hungry at this time?


    She looked up out of the window and didn''t realize it was dark.


    "Hungry?" He Junshen closed the paper and looked at an Yan, who was sitting cross legged in the sofa.


    "Did you hear that..." did her stomach make such a noise just now?


    He Yun gave a deep smile, got up and walked to an Yan, "go down to eat." Then, he took Anyan''s little hand and pulled her up from the sofa.


    Anyan put on the soft plush slippers and kept up with the pace of he Junshen.


    "Today is the day when Meng Zhihan is discharged. Has she been discharged at this time?"


    Today, if she remembers correctly.


    "Well." He Yun nodded slightly, "Wu Feng has been sent to Wu Yang''s residence."


    "So fast? I don''t know what Wu Yang will do with Wu Feng... "


    "The elder brother is like a father. He will take care of it."


    Anyan nods and doesn''t say much. She goes into the restaurant with he Junshen. She is really hungry.


    ……


    At this time, it is located in a high-class residence in the city.


    In the neat living room, a man was tied to a table and chair. His hands were handcuffed, his feet were shackled, and his eyes were covered with black goggles. He sat quietly in that chair, as if listening to the trial.


    All of a sudden, only a "drop" sound was heard, and the door of the apartment was opened.


    "Be careful." Wu Yang helps Meng Zhihan into the apartment.


    Meng Zhihan''s wound is still recovering. At least it will take more than half a month to remove the stitches. Although she is discharged from hospital, her physical condition is still normal.


    "Xiaoyangyang..." Meng Zhihan called him softly, looking at Wu Feng sitting in the living room, her pretty eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "what do you want to do with him?"


    Meng Zhihan also knows that Wu Feng is Wu Yang''s most difficult problem.


    "I''m also trying to figure out what to do with him. My elder brother is like a father. I''m a elder brother. I didn''t discipline my younger brother well. What do you say? According to the truth, I should be more guilty. "


    Meng Zhihan sighs gently and walks towards the restaurant with the help of Wu Yang.


    "Brother, is that you?" Wu Feng had obviously heard Wu Yang''s voice. "I didn''t expect that heshao would finally hand me over to you."


    "I''m your brother. It''s up to me to deal with you traitor."


    "If it was someone else, I might not be so embarrassed. Give me a shot or a knife, or kill me with the cruelest means. I won''t frown, but now it''s my brother who deals with me..."


    "Do you still think of me as your brother?" After Wu Yang lets Meng Zhihan sit in the seat on one side of the dining table, he walks up to Wu Feng and directly takes off the black eye mask on Wu Feng''s cheek.


    After Wu Feng was able to see the light again, he looked at the surrounding environment, "I thought a Biao sent me to where, originally sent me to my brother here."


    "Why do you do that?" Wu Yang grabbed Wu Feng''s skirt and said, "tell me, why do you want to do this? Why betray heshao? Do you forget who saved us when our brothers were in the most difficult time? Wu Feng, is your heart black? "


    Wu Feng looked at Wu Yang in front of him and said with a smile, "brother, we are just in charge of each other. You work for he Shao and I work for San Shao."


    "Can you say that? It''s nice to talk about treason! I ask you, which of the things you have done for the three young people is glorious? Wu Feng, I haven''t known you for a long time. Are you still Wu Feng or my brother? "


    Wu Feng heard Wu Yang''s question and fell into silence.


    "Brother, don''t you want to deal with me? What are you waiting for? Let''s do it now Wu Feng has been dying.


    "Well, I''ll kill you today, you traitor, and tell you what the end of betraying heshao is!" At the moment when the voice fell, Wu Yang pulled out the dagger directly from his waist, and the next second it reached Wu Feng''s neck.


    The tip of the knife stabbed into Wu Feng''s skin in this way, and the blood immediately flowed down


    Meng Zhihan looks at the scene in front of her and frowns nervously. Suddenly, Meng Zhihan thinks of what Anyan whispered to her that day. Wu Feng must not die. He is still useful!


    Then, she immediately called out to stop: "Wu Yang, don''t be impulsive!"


    Suddenly, she stood up from the seat, covered her chest injury with her hand, and walked to Wu Yang and Wu Feng.