Chapter 103 You...Get off me first
The masked man was very alert. When Liang Chihui stepped onto the last step to the second floor, he immediately discovered him, picked up the tripod behind the concrete pillar, and chopped it down on him.
Liang Chihui was born with a handsome face as white as porcelain jade. If it weren't for his tall stature, he would appear feminine and gentle, and would have little fighting power.
But when fighting, the advantages of long arms and legs are evident.
Liang Chihui put his arm around the masked man's neck and twisted it hard. The man's skin turned red and he swung it hard, "Let...let me go!"
"Who ordered you to do that?"
The masked man refused to give in. "I don't know—"
"Don't know him?"
Liang Chihui's fierce look was revealed, and He Sang was stunned by his brutality.
When Feng Zhikui sent people to intercept and retaliate against her, Liang Chihui was also so sinister and fierce, full of murderous aura.
This is completely inconsistent with the image of Mr. Liang in the eyes of the outside world.
The moment Mrs. Qiu revealed that he was the mastermind behind the Guanghe Group, He Sang was half-believing and half-doubting. Even powerful figures like Feng Zhikui and Huang Biao bowed to Liang Chihui. How ruthless and outstanding could he be?
"He Sang, hurry up!"
Liang Chihui snatched the triangular iron frame from the masked man and cut the rope on her wrist. He Sang broke free and threw the rope back, "You tie them up!"
While the masked man was struggling, the subordinate jumped up, hugged Liang Chihui, and kicked him in the ribs brutally. In the melee, the masked man's ear rope broke, revealing a face that He Sang was familiar with.
The male host next door.
"It's you?" He Sang opened his eyes wide.
The masked man knew that his identity was exposed, so he took the risk and attacked Liang Chihui from both sides with his men.
A tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.
Liang Chihui was at a disadvantage.
One of his men was caught in a pair of stockings on the ground. As he staggered, Liang Chihui seized the opportunity, bent his arm and grabbed the stocking. There was a clear sound of bone cracking. The man opened his mouth wide, his face distorted, "Brother! Confess! I don't want to die here!"
The masked man was distracted and fell into the trap. Liang Chihui caught him and knocked him down with his backhand.
The remaining two thugs did not resist. They dropped their weapons on the spot and escaped using the escalator.
"Coward!" The masked man gritted his teeth and insisted, "There's nothing good to come of confessing!"
Liang Chihui raised his foot and stepped on his abdomen, "You don't want to confess?"
He exhaled heavily, "If you have the guts, destroy me!"
"You have guts."
As Liang Chihui's leather shoes rolled over him, he wailed at the top of his lungs.
"You kept your mouth shut for a rotten fish and shrimp, and offended the Liang family. It's not worth it."
Upon hearing this, the masked man shuddered violently, his limbs collapsing like a deflated ball. "Are you... Liang Lao Er?"
Liang Chihui propped up his chin with the tip of his shoe, "Want to confess? Are you being stubborn, or are you being stubborn, or are you being stubborn, like me? Earning money and then breaking a mouthful of teeth, is that worth it?"
The masked man's pupils trembled, "I confess!"
Liang Chihui moved his feet and brushed off the dust on his shirt sleeves. The two thugs who had escaped came back, each carrying a bucket of gasoline and climbing up the stairs.
The moment he turned around, the masked man rushed towards Liang Chihui frantically with the hostility of dying together.
He Sang yelled, "Be careful behind you——"
Liang Chihui reacted quickly, but it was too late. The masked man grabbed his shoulders and kicked him, causing Liang Chihui to fall to his knees. The masked man approached him, restraining him while shouting orders, "Throw gasoline! He's a Liang family member. If he's left alive, we're all finished!"
The henchman was stunned. "The Liang family in Ji Province? Big brother, can you kill him?"
"ignition!"
Liang Chihui struggled to break free from the masked man. The flames ignited the gasoline, which instantly rose into the air, burning the beams and causing them to collapse. Rows of blasts filled the factory building.
He grabbed He Sang, jumped out of the window, lay on his back, and placed himself under her. He slammed the ground hard, causing cracks to appear and dust to fly.
"Mr. Liang!" He Sang got up and tried to pull Liang Chihui. His body was stiff and his spine was numb from the fall.
He forced a smile to soothe her fear, "I'll take it easy, it's okay."
He knew clearly that she was investigating Guanghe Group and Feng Zhikui, and that she wanted to sue for justice. She had no power, but Li Zhen's husband's family had some. Once the secrets were found out, no one could clear themselves. If she died in this wilderness, he would save himself a lot of trouble, and the stain on Guanghe Group would be buried forever.
Why save her?
Perhaps Liang Chihui was unaware that Feng Zhikui might not report every single project of the huge Guanghe Group to him.
Or maybe, Huang Biao secretly manipulated the situation to protect Feng Zhikui and suppress the cause of He Jinping's death. Liang Chihui was his superior, but he took the blame?
He Sang covered his head, feeling an almost tearing pain.
Under the cover of night, the western suburbs were shrouded in fog. Liang Chihui's face, echoing the speeding police lights, was hazy and blurred.
He buried his head in the crook of He Sang's neck, shielding himself from the glaring light. "Are you the police?"
He Sang turned his head to look at the mountain road. A dense sea of lights formed a chain, sirens were wailing, and the leading police jeep had a Chang'an District license plate.
"It seems to be Director Gu..."
Before Liang Chihui stepped into the building, Gu Jianghai's phone was still turned off. He sent a text message, and Gu Jianghai probably saw it after turning on his phone, and dispatched police for reinforcement.
"Are you cold?" He Sang felt his body tense. She leaned over Liang Chihui, wrapped her coat around him to keep warm, and took off his leather shoes, using them as a pillow behind her head. "Did you hit your head?"
She was so focused on his safety that she didn't notice anything was wrong.
Liang Chihui stared at her for a while, the temperature in his eyes gradually deepened and heated up, "Ms. He."
She lowered her head and fumbled around for his bones in panic, "Broken?"
Food manufacturing plants have strict standards for air circulation and constant temperature, so the buildings are relatively high. Even though he jumped from the second floor, it is no different from jumping from the third or fourth floor of an ordinary residential building. Liang Chihui is strong-willed and unwilling to be vulnerable in front of a woman. It is very likely that he suffered serious injuries.
"Mr. Liang...I'm sorry." He Sang hesitated for a moment, "I'm a burden to you again."
"None of your business."
"I didn't expect them to inform you..."
The moonlight in the mountains was bright and clear, and Liang Chihui's eyes were also bright, so bright that He Sang's figure was reflected in them, like a pool of clear water.
He put his hands around her waist and back, but just before he put them down, he pulled them away.
"You didn't expect me to come, but you expected the third brother to come, right?"
He Sang answered honestly, "Yes."
Liang Chihui smiled, "The third brother is in a meeting at the company. I looked for him, but he didn't have time to receive me."
She lowered her eyes.
"Ms. He."
Liang Chihui called her again.
Hoarse and gloomy.
Very obscure, restrained tone.
"You..." He pursed his lips, "come down first."
He Sang was in a daze, "Am I not on the first floor?"
Liang Chihui felt a little embarrassed and his eyes shifted away silently.
The belt buckle curved up and pressed against her belly button with a cool feeling, and He Sang suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
It turned out that she was riding on Liang Chihui's waist.
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