His little rose is sweet and wild

Chapter 222 What Do You Mean By That?

The gunshot wound that had just been bandaged could not withstand such a heavy hammer from her, and the wound was torn immediately.

Blood spread quickly.

Especially when he was still wearing white home clothes.

After a while, his shoulder was covered with blood.

But he grabbed her palm but refused to let go.

The man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he forcibly endured the pain in his shoulders. His lips were white, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said patiently, "Be obedient, you can't go back now."

Shen Nian refused, "I don't want to be here, you let me go back!"

Finally, Sheng Wang couldn't take it anymore, grabbed her hand and walked directly towards the bed, throwing her on the bed.

Then he couldn't help swaying, he quickly grabbed the table next to him, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Shen Nian, you outside are already dead, do you understand? Even if you go back now, they won't will keep you alive."

"What do you mean by that!"

What do you mean she is dead.

She is clearly alive and well.

Sheng Wang took out his mobile phone, opened the news, and then clicked on the trending news to show her.

The headline of the news is the unfortunate car accident of the sole heir of the banker, and the photos of the scene of the car accident, as well as the person covered by the white cloth.

Shen Nian's eyes widened immediately, "What's going on, I'm not dead, I'm clearly alive, whose body is that?"

"I sent someone to do it."

Sheng Wang said.

"Why are you!" Shen Nian said angrily.

Suddenly thinking of Shen Ming, the corners of her eyes were filled with tears, "If my dad knew..."

"Your dad knows you're alive."

Sheng Wang interrupted her, "I sent someone to tell him, he knows you are still alive, and I also sent someone to protect him, they all have guns, don't worry, your father will not repeat your mother's fate , I will protect him as much as possible."

As he said this, cold sweat began to proliferate on Sheng Huang's forehead, and blood flowed continuously from his shoulders.

He had bled a little too much.

He clutched the wound tightly.

He continued, "I've already said what needs to be said. I promised you that I will release you for at most two months, so you can't leave here during this time."

Only then did Shen Nian calm down, his gaze inadvertently fell on his shoulder, which was already blood red.

And his face, as white as a ghost.

Her pupils shrank, and she couldn't help but clenched her fingertips, "Your injury!"

"It's okay!" Sheng Wangqiang said, seeing that she had calmed down, he pursed his lower lip, "Aunt Lan has already prepared dinner, we are downstairs, let's go eat."

Then turned and left the room.

Seeing him leaving, Shen Nian was stunned on the bed for a while, he had too many doubts in his mind, but the image of himself shooting him kept popping up in his mind.

She actually shot him.

Just now he kept beating on his wound.

Shen Nian bit her lip, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Is she too irrational.

But I wondered again, isn't he really in the same group as that group of people?
Thinking, Shen Nian came downstairs, and at the same time she looked around, it seemed to be a villa, the decoration in the villa was simple, either black or white.

At this time, Aunt Lan finished the last soup.

Being brought here suddenly, she was full of tension and fear in her heart, afraid that she would die here in the next second.

They all have guns after all.

She also didn't expect that the one who brought her here was Sheng Huang, the little boy Shen Nian brought home when she was a child.

Although she was in her 20s, she recognized him immediately.

(End of this chapter)