Meng Xianchen became fearless at this time. He was overwhelmed by hatred and didn't know what fear was.
"I want you all to die!" Meng Xianchen shouted angrily and rushed forward with a knife.
In an instant, he was surrounded.
Fists, slaps, and some unknown weapons began to be swung at him, and they punched and kicked him.
Meng Xianchen waved the knife in his hand vigorously, not knowing who he had cut. In short, his mind was in a mess.
"Hit him! Beat him to death!" Wang Nancheng's voice came from behind the crowd, which further aroused Meng Xianchen's anger.
Finally, he knocked a man down and put the knife to his neck!
"If you want to see blood, I will let you get what you want!" Meng Xianchen said as he was about to take action, which scared everyone.
They began to hesitate and dared not move forward.
At this moment, Wang Nancheng continued to scold: "Come on, you bunch of trash!"
The men had no choice but to go ahead. Meng Xianchen waved the knife in his hand wildly, but he didn't know when it was snatched away. He was left with bare hands and soon couldn't hold on any longer.
This group of people started to use their hands and feet and soon knocked Meng Xianchen to the ground.
"Beat him to death, beat him to death!" Wang Nancheng continued to order viciously.
After a series of beatings, Meng Xianchen only felt the force hitting his body, but did not feel any pain. His mind gradually became blank, and the image of Gu Tingchen gradually emerged in his mind.
Gu Tingchen became a vegetable, so he might as well be beaten like that and accompany him.
Just when Meng Xianchen was beaten black and blue and felt like he was about to faint, a low growl came from a distance. It was the voice of a very old man.
"Stop it right there!"
When they heard the sound, everyone looked towards the source of the sound.
Meng Xianchen could no longer open his eyes, but he felt that the voice was extremely kind and familiar.
Why, why does it sound so much like my father's voice?
He asked this question in his heart, but when he tried hard to open his eyes and look, he couldn't do it.
On the outskirts of the crowd, Mr. Meng was leaning on a crutch in one hand and holding a knife in the other, which he placed on Meng Zhen's neck.
"If you don't want her to die, let Meng Xianchen go!" Old Master Meng exerted force with the knife in his hand, and a red blood streak appeared on Meng Zhen's neck, and she was about to bleed.
Meng Zhen felt death approaching, her face turned pale with anxiety, "Stop it right now, stop it right now!"
She screamed almost heartbreakingly.
I have finally saved my life, I can’t let it be wasted here.
As soon as Meng Zhen shouted, these people had to obey her and obediently distanced themselves from Meng Xianchen.
When Mr. Meng saw his son covered in blood, his brows twitched slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of heartache.
"You actually beat him like this?" Old Master Meng said gritting his teeth.
Meng Zhen was afraid that Mr. Meng would vent his anger on him, so he quickly explained in a trembling voice, "But he's still alive. Besides, if you kill me, neither you nor your son will be able to leave here!"
"The worst that can happen is that we both die!" Mr. Meng swung his knife harder, and Meng Zhen quickly dodged backwards.
It was all because her people didn't guard her closely enough. Mr. Meng was tortured every day. Unexpectedly, he secretly hid weapons, subdued the guards, sneaked into the inner room and took Meng Zhen hostage.
The old man's shrewdness far exceeded Meng Zhen's imagination.
"You can die, but can you bear to see your son die?" Meng Zhen's words hit the soft spot of Mr. Meng.
Mr. Meng clenched his teeth tightly and said, "Stop talking nonsense. You have to keep me and my son safe today. Otherwise, I will kill you."
"Don't get excited, don't get excited, I can let you go." Meng Zhen was really afraid that Mr. Meng's knife would cut her neck.
So she had to appease Mr. Meng first.
Old Master Meng pointed at Meng Xianchen and said in a commanding tone, "Find two people and lift Meng Xianchen up for me. I want to take him away from here now."
After he finished speaking, his men looked at each other, but no one moved.
"What are you still standing there for? Just do as I say!" Meng Zhen shouted anxiously.
She knew Mr. Meng too well. This old man was cruel and ruthless. If you made him angry, he would do anything.
Meng Zhen shouted and his men immediately took action, lifted Meng Xianchen up and walked towards this side.
Old Master Meng held Meng Zhen hostage, retreated step by step, and then got into the car they had prepared.
As soon as he got into the car, he pushed Meng Zhen out.
Meng Zhen rolled several times on the road before he stopped, but he was also seriously injured.
"Damn it! I'm going to kill them, damn it!" Meng Zhen covered his face, gritting his teeth and cursing in pain.
Wang Nancheng hurried forward to help Meng Zhen up and comforted her, "Are you okay? I'll call a doctor to treat your wound now!"
"Get out! It's all your fault, you useless guy. Shouldn't Meng Xianchen and Gu Tingchen have died long ago? Why are they still alive!" Meng Zhen pushed Wang Nancheng away fiercely and started scolding him.
Wang Nancheng knew he was in the wrong, so he quickly lowered his head and said, "I didn't know it would turn out this way. It must be one of my men who deceived his superiors and subordinates. I'll punish him when I get back."
"Punishment? I want you to kill him!" Meng Zhen stood up with difficulty, grimacing in pain from the wounds on her body.
Wang Nancheng nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes, I'll do it right away when I get back."
Immediately afterwards, a group of people helped Meng Zhen to find a doctor.
Here, Mr. Meng drove the car himself and took Meng Xianchen to the hospital.
On the road, perhaps because they were driving too fast and occasionally bumpy, Meng Xianchen actually slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the person in front of him, and a touch of tenderness flashed across his eyes. Was he seeing right? This was his father!
"Father, am I in heaven?" Meng Xianchen asked in confusion.
Mr. Meng kept speeding up, then turned to Meng Xianchen and said, "Your father is not dead yet, how come you can see me in heaven?"
"Are you really my father?" Meng Xianchen was already getting a little excited at this point. He tried hard to sit up, but found that he was in unbearable pain all over his body.
He hissed and had to lie back down, but his eyes were wide open, looking at Mr. Meng carefully.
Old Master Meng guessed what Meng Xianchen was thinking, curled his lips and sneered, "Don't bother looking. I'm your biological father. The one before was a clone. You silly boy, why did you suddenly barge in alone? Are you trying to save your life?"
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