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The next day, the slums.
Shen Jiaoru bit her lip and cried in fear, huddled in the corner, looking at Shen Sihua with broken legs, feeling helpless and scared. She shivered and asked, "Dad, what should we do now?"
I originally thought that Fu Jinqi sealed their coffins yesterday to bury them alive, but I didn't expect that they could still get out of the coffins.
But before he could be happy, Special Assistant Zhou picked up an iron rod and broke Shen Sihua's legs alive. The bones at his knees were dislocated, and his calf bones were broken and shattered, piercing his flesh and skin, making him look hideously and twisted like a zombie.
Looking at the dying Shen Sihua, Shen Jiaoru covered her lips and sobbed in fear.
"What should I do? I can't find a doctor! Call the police! Call the police and arrest Fu Jinqi!!!" Shen Sihua's eyes were bloodshot, and his already bruised face looked even more sinister and terrifying due to excessive anger: "I'm going to kill him! Kill him!!!"
Shen Jiaoru's eyes lit up: "Yes! Call the police, we can still call the police!"
Just as Shen Jiaoru and Shen Sihua were excitedly talking, Special Assistant Zhou kicked the door open and sneered, "Call the police? Shen Sihua, you're dead and your account has been cancelled. Is calling the police any use?"
"Miss Shen, aren't you afraid of being treated as a psychopath and locked up in a mental hospital?" Special Assistant Zhou said sarcastically.
Shen Jiaoru's whole body froze in an instant, her scalp numb. Yes, her father's account had been cancelled and he no longer existed in this world. Even if she called the police, what would happen?
Not to mention, Fu Jinqi has the final say on China's laws and regulations...
Just like ten thousand years ago, when the Shen family was all-powerful in China, no, now Fu Jinqi has far surpassed the Shen family, and they can't beat Fu Jinqi at all!
A trace of despair arose in Shen Jiaoru's heart. Is it true that in this life, she really has no way out?
Shen Sihua's chest heaved violently as he glared at Special Assistant Zhou fiercely, his eyes full of ruthlessness.
"Look, look at your dad, idiot!" Special Assistant Zhou frowned unexpectedly, stepped forward and stepped on Shen Sihua's broken knee, stepping hard.
"Ah——" Shen Sihua's face was distorted, he screamed in pain, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his turbid eyeballs almost popped out.
Shen Jiaoru witnessed everything, shrank her neck in fear, curled up in the corner, and tried her best to reduce her presence, for fear that Special Assistant Zhou would hit her.
Special Assistant Zhou admired Shen Sihua's painful struggle from a high position, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, took a video of Shen Sihua's face, and sent it to Fu Jinqi.
When Shen Sihua was about to faint from the pain, Special Assistant Zhou slowly raised his foot, spat at him with disdain, and turned to walk towards Shen Jiaoru.
When Chen Jiaoru suddenly saw the black shadow appear in front of her, a chill ran up her spine. She swallowed in fear, raised her head stiffly, and saw the fake smile on the face of Assistant Zhou.
Her tears immediately fell: "Assistant Zhou, I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
"My dad is the one who does all the pawnshop work. It has nothing to do with me!"
"I didn't say it had anything to do with you." Special Assistant Zhou smiled, then slowly squatted down, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Shen Jiaoru: "If you're short of money, you can stay here."
"With Miss Shen's figure and appearance, I'm sure she'll soon become the top performer. Don't worry, I'll bring my good brothers to visit your business."
Shen Jiaoru's face looked grim as her eyes fell on the business card on which was clearly printed the contact information of a certain club. Her heart instantly sank to the bottom.
She was so upset that she wanted to scream, but she didn't dare. She could only bite her lips tightly and cry: "Does Fu Jinqi have to retaliate against me like this?"
"Why can't you give me a way out!"
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