Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 691 694 Ying Li, Please Come With Us

But Yin Mang felt that it should not be an illusion, but the breath of the demon clan that he really felt.

Plus a pair of heterochromatic pupils.

"...This woman is definitely related to the Ying family."

What Yin Mang said was categorical.

Lando gently pushed aside the messy straw hair of the woman on the ground, and saw a horrifying face covered with burn scars.

He frowned.

"Anyway, bring it back to me first."

"Don't tell him just yet."

Yin Mang instructed softly: "You should check secretly first to make sure if this woman has anything to do with the Ying family."

"If you have evidence, you can tell Mrs. Ying first."

When Lando heard this, he showed a gratified smile.

"Are you worried that Ah Mu will be stimulated?"

"I just feel sorry for the beauty."

Yin Mang opened the door of the passenger seat and got into the car on his own.

The girl stretched out a white and slender hand from the car window, and nodded at Lando from the air.

"You drag him into the car."

The cleanliness male doctor glanced at the dirty woman on the floor.

Gritting his teeth, he lifted him up and put him on the rear driver's seat.

*

It was sunny on March 9.

Ying Group, meeting room.

"Mr. Ying Li."

"You embezzled 38000 million public funds in private and embezzled other people's property."

"Now that the evidence is solid, please come with us."

The people from the procuratorate showed Ying Li a certificate with a blank face.

There was a dead silence in the huge meeting room.

Ying Li's face was almost pale, and he was slumped in his chair.

This chair was the seat he had dreamed of sitting on for ten years.

After exhausting all means, what he finally faced was the prosecution by the procuratorate.

"Third Uncle!"

Ying Li looked at the gray-haired old man next to him almost immediately.

He completely ignored the various eyes of the group of people sitting in the meeting room.

Maybe it's gloating, maybe it's a hidden worry.

But no matter what emotion, what kind of thoughts he has, Ying Li can't control it now.

His hands trembled, he couldn't control it at all, and he firmly grasped the only life-saving straw.

"...you save me, uncle!"

Third Uncle's eyes were dead silent, like a pool of stagnant water without waves.

The fingers holding the cane clasped tightly.

That strength almost broke his cane.

The third uncle didn't pay attention to Ying Li's yelling, he turned his head mechanically, and stared at the door of the conference room with those dull eyes.

Three seconds after he turned his eyes away.

The door was slowly pushed open.

The hale and hearty Mrs. Ying leaned on a cane, and the little old lady stepped into the conference room with one step.

He met Ying Wu's looking eyes.

Mrs. Ying raised her head deliberately.

He snorted through his own nose, and strode into the meeting room haughtily.

Beside the old lady, stood a tall and handsome man.

His hair was dark, and his handsome and holy features were shrouded in the morning light.

Like gods and Buddhas coming down from the sky.

The clouds are calm and the wind is light, revealing such a sense of alienation and indifference that ordinary people cannot approach.

There was a faint smile on his face, the smile was light and distant.

In Yingwu's eyes, it seemed to be a mockery and irony to him.

In the meeting room, the directors saw Ying Muzhi stepping in.

Qi Qi showed a surprised and shocked expression.

Some people even knocked over the vacuum flask in hand in surprise.

Warm water splashed out and flowed on the conference table.

(End of this chapter)