Chapter 711 Injured

Mo Yunsheng pinched his throat and shouted outside: "She's in room 306, go quickly!"

306 At the very back of this floor is Qiao Yanmeng's room.

As soon as she finished speaking, someone shone a strong flashlight into the room. Mo Yunsheng hid behind a large vase in the entrance hall, holding his breath, and escaped.

No matter who those people are after, she will divert the trouble away and let Qiao Yanmeng die first.

As soon as the incident happened, Qiao Yanmeng opened the door to let the bodyguards in. The corridor outside was already surrounded by flames. Two people were burned and the situation was very bad.

The door of their room had been specially modified so that even if it caught fire it would not be damaged at all. But the problem now was that they had no idea who the other party was, let alone why they were attacking them. Hiding or not hiding would both be the worst option.

But just when she was in a dilemma, Qiao Yanmeng heard a shout coming from not far away.

The voice sounded very familiar, and Mo Yunsheng's face flashed through Qiao Yanmeng's mind.

The next moment, she and her bodyguards heard the footsteps of those people running towards them.

Oh no!

Qiao Yanmeng didn't care about Mo Yunsheng at this moment. She thought quickly and shot the balcony glass, then said to everyone, "Let's climb down from here."

"Miss, you go first." Bodyguard Zuo Wu said coldly, and led four bodyguards to form a square to guard the gate.

Then he ordered the remaining few people to follow Qiao Yanmeng.

Qiao Yanmeng did not refuse. After all, Zuo Wu had been with Zhan Tingbei through thick and thin for so long, and he knew best how to make reasonable arrangements to maximize the interests of everyone.

Qiao Yanmeng quickly crossed the balcony railing and estimated that the third floor was at least four meters high from the second floor. She asked one bodyguard to hang on the railing, another to hold his feet, and the third to climb down along the "human rope". Then everyone worked together to rescue the first one.

Qiao Yanmeng was the last in line and was about to go down when a bomb was thrown in, accompanied by the screams of several bodyguards and a scorching heat wave sweeping in.

Qiao Yanmeng's heart sank. The opponent was so powerful that he could even defeat Zhan Tingbei's bodyguards.

No, she quickly rejected this idea. The opponent must have won in terms of weapons and equipment. One bomb was enough to turn a tough guy like steel into powder.

Qiao Yanmeng felt a dull pain in her heart, but being pretentious would not change anything. In panic, she shot at the people who rushed in, hitting the arm of the leading man in black, which slowed down their overall speed.

"You go down first!" Qiao Yanmeng ordered several bodyguards, and out of the corner of her eye she saw a sparkling swimming pool under the villa.

Without thinking, she jumped up and jumped down from the third floor.

A second before she fell, a bullet grazed her shoulder, causing blood to flow and a burning pain.

The swimming pool was not deep, but it was deep enough to bear the force of her fall. Qiao Yanmeng ignored the pain of being hit by the water and climbed ashore in a hurry. She saw thick smoke everywhere and people running around in panic.

What the hell do these bastards want to do?

Qiao Yanmeng didn't care about all this and planned to hide in a corner and wait for Zhan Tingbei to come back, but at this moment, she heard the familiar shouting again.

"Help, help, I'm not the person you're looking for, let me go!"

It turned out to be Mo Yunsheng.

She was being dragged down from the building by two men in black, who were trying to take her into a black car.

Qiao Yanmeng instantly understood why she had just encountered such a brutal pursuit. It must have been this woman who said that.

But--

If Mo Yunsheng really fell into the hands of that gang, he would probably not have a good ending.

Zhan Tingbei once said that there is a huge class gap among the people here. The upper class are all respectable gentlemen who spend money like water, while the lower class are like maggots in the mud, who can only crawl in the dark and be trampled underfoot forever.

Most of these terrorists hate the upper class, and once captured, they will be severely tortured.

What's more, Mo Yunsheng is a woman, a very beautiful woman.

Qiao Yanmeng watched Mo Yunsheng being taken into the car with her eyes wide open. Her expression became complicated and she felt a little anxious.

This woman is indeed mentally ill. She is narrow-minded, jealous of others, and likes to stab people behind their backs, but she is also the daughter that Mo Jianye has raised for more than ten years.

If Mo Yunsheng died in such a tragic way, Mo Jianye would definitely be heartbroken.

Mo Yun's life or death is not a pity.

Qiao Yanmeng didn't want to make Mo Jianye sad.

She gritted her teeth, drew her pistol, and shot the driver of the car.

The bullet hit the driver's shoulder, and he screamed.

Qiao Yanmeng took advantage of the chaos and moved over, fighting off the two men in black who rushed over, then opened the car door and pulled the driver out.

At the critical moment, she completely aroused the passion and fighting power in her bones, killing anyone she met and killing anyone she met.

Mo Yunsheng was pressed into the back seat of the car, and a man in black was impatiently tearing off her clothes.

At this moment, Mo Yunsheng was already in despair.

If she had known earlier, she should have stayed in the room. The situation was urgent at the time, and she thought that she might be able to kill Qiao Yanmeng during the chaos. However, as soon as she stepped out of the door, a stray bullet pierced her calf, and the pain was so severe that she was scared to death.

The two men in black saw her and immediately became excited.