Chapter 803 Rescue

Qiao Yanmeng gritted her teeth, her eyes gradually becoming colder.

She and Zhan Tingbei quickly made a plan.

At three o'clock the next day, she arrived at Cangyue Bay on time. At a glance, she saw large areas of exposed dark brown rocks. The waves were rolling, and it seemed that the rocks would collapse and bring disaster in the next moment.

Not far away, there were several cars parked.

A tall woman in a black combat jacket got out of the leading car and slowly approached with a few people.

Qiao Yanmeng frowned and saw the person's face clearly. Who else could it be but An Ran?

"I didn't think that a bastard like you would be so courageous that you would actually dare to come to the meeting alone." An Ran clasped her arms across her chest and looked at her quietly, her eyes filled with contempt.

Qiao Yanmeng didn't say anything, but glanced behind An Ran. Just by looking at these people, they could tell that her martial arts skills were quite good.

"Why do you have so many subordinates?" she asked calmly.

"What does it have to do with you?" An Ran snorted coldly, looking at Qiao Yanmeng as if she was looking at a piece of meat on a chopping board.

"Then what do you want?" Qiao Yanmeng asked coldly, "An Ran, hand over Chenchen now? I will forgive you for what happened."

An Ran burst into laughter, her whole body full of sarcasm, "Do you deserve it, you bastard? I wish I could tear you into pieces."

Qiao Yanmeng clenched her hands in her sleeves.

In her heart, she had already sentenced An Ran to death.

"Qiao Yanmeng, if you cut off one of your arms now, I will let your son go." An Ran laughed arrogantly, "Otherwise, I will let someone cut off one of your son's arms."

Qiao Yanmeng sneered in her heart. Even if she committed suicide in front of An Ran, this vicious woman would not necessarily show mercy.

"Okay, let me see my son first," she said.

An Ran was also very happy and asked someone to bring the little girl out.

After not seeing each other for a day, Little Naitian looked obviously much more haggard, his little face was pale and his eyes were red. When he saw Qiao Yanmeng, he immediately looked at her with grievance, but did not say a word.

Qiao Yanmeng knew that he was afraid that she would be sad and be plotted against.

"Let's start." An Ran asked someone to bring a chair, sat down leisurely, and looked at Qiao Yanmeng lazily, as if she was looking at the stupidest fool in the world.

Qiao Yanmeng did not hesitate, squatted down, stuffed his arm into the crack of the rock, and then twisted it hard.

With a "crack", her arm made a horrible cracking sound and her face turned pale in an instant.

Everyone was stunned.

An Ran also looked incredulous, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Hahaha..." An Ran was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter, "You bastard, you really are quite capable."

After saying that, he called two people to go over and check Qiao Yanmeng's arm.

The two men in black pulled each other violently, and Qiao Yanmeng's face became more and more ugly, with cold sweat oozing from her forehead.

"It's broken." The man in black reported.

An Ran became even more excited, "Then go ahead, she has a broken arm now, there are more than ten of you, aren't you her match?"

Qiao Yanmeng frowned, "An Ran, I'll give you one last chance, let my son go."

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying? If it were just now, with so many of us, we might not be your match. But now, how can you have the qualifications to make conditions with me?" An Ran grinned and smiled wickedly, as if he had already won.

Qiao Yanmeng narrowed her cold eyes.

"You're looking for death!" She no longer intended to let Zhan Tingbei and the others show up.

She wants to take down this bad guy An Ran herself.

"Mommy, what should I do?" At this time, the little milk ball shouted loudly.

"Come here!" Qiao Yanmeng's voice was urgent, her eyes were cold and cruel.

She took out two toothpicks from her pocket, swung them hard, and the toothpicks flew through the air and pierced right into the arms of the two men in black who were pressing on her little breasts.

A painful cry was heard and the little kid took the opportunity to escape.

He was quite fast and managed to get to her side under Qiao Yanmeng's protection.

An Ran was so angry that her face turned blue, "You bastard, you don't have a broken arm!"

Qiao Yanmeng carried the little girl on her back, and she held her shoulders tightly, and the mother and child became one.

"Do you really think I'm stupid?" Qiao Yanmeng sneered.

An Ran gritted her teeth and said, "Idiot, shoot me!"

Do they have guns?

Qiao Yanmeng immediately became alert and rushed over. As soon as the two men took out their guns, she kicked them away with two consecutive kicks.

She was so fast and her moves were so swift that those people had no idea what was happening. They only felt waves of strange and severe pain. One by one, they fell down and lay on the rocks wailing.

"Even if we have a gun, what can we do?" Qiao Yanmeng picked up the pistol on the ground and shot at An Ran. With a loud bang, the latter squatted on the ground, trembling with fear.

The bullet just grazed her shoulder, leaving a red streak of blood.

"What? Are you scared?" Qiao Yanmeng approached step by step, exuding a strong sense of oppression, as if he was the devil from hell.

An Ran gritted her teeth in pain. She still had injuries on her legs, new injuries had not yet healed, but all this was because of the bitch in front of her.

"If you have the guts, just kill me!" An Ran raised her head, her eyes were cold and terrifying.

"Baby, come down." Qiao Yanmeng squatted down, and the little kid jumped down and hugged Qiao Yanmeng's legs, his big black eyes filled with anger.