Wang Tiantian immediately took out her cell phone and wanted to make a call.
Her hands couldn't stop shaking, her heart was pounding, and her mind was blank.
After she dialed 120, the person on the other end kept asking for the address, but her language organization ability was somewhat lost, and she stammered and couldn't speak complete sentences.
It was An Youcheng who was beside her. He snatched the phone from her, quickly gave her his home address, and shouted to the person who answered the phone, asking for an ambulance equipped with blood bags, it was urgent!
After finishing the call, he collapsed to the ground with a layer of sweat on his back.
"Qianqian——" Old Master An couldn't bear the shock, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground.
An Zhixue, who had just fainted from anger at Tang Xili, woke up in a daze. As soon as she opened her eyes and got up from the sofa, she saw this scene. She screamed and fainted again.
"Qianqian..." An Minghui, who reacted quickly, immediately took out a clean handkerchief and covered An Qian's wound with it.
However, the amount of bleeding was too great. No matter how hard he tried, the blood still flowed out at an alarming rate.
He yelled at the frightened youngsters, "What are you still standing there for? Go call a doctor!"
"Doctor... Doctor..." Wang Xinglin and An Youcheng stumbled out, "Doctor, come quickly——"
The living room was filled with blood and panic, but only Tang Xili was watching the scene leisurely, with a happy and relaxed smile on her face.
Originally, I just wanted to tease them, but unexpectedly, I got an unexpected gain.
"Hahaha..." She couldn't help laughing and clapping her hands, "Dad killed his daughter, hehe, hahaha... Dad killed his daughter... It's wonderful..."
The girl was laughing so hard that her body was shaking. Her dark, doe-like eyes were emitting an abnormally excited light. In the blood-red color, she looked eerie and strange.
After laughing for a moment, she waved her hand at Bella, "Go tell them the truth."
Bella nodded, picked up the tablet, and showed them the final clip of the video.
In the behind-the-scenes footage, the young man was not cut into pieces. The previous clips were all acted out and were special effects.
And that person was not An Youxuan.
The An family was stunned.
"It's fake, it's actually fake?" Wang Tiantian pointed at the video in disbelief, her eyes almost popping out of her head.
Gu Yuqing and An Minghe were also in disbelief, "You beast! You lied to us!"
The couple were first overjoyed that their son was fine, but then they were overwhelmed with sorrow that their daughter was in critical condition.
The two panicked again and shouted outside, "Doctor, doctor!"
"What? You hope it's true?" Tang Xili ignored their panic, resting her chin on her hand as if considering it, and said to herself, "Then how about I really arrest An Youxuan, as you wish?"
"How dare you, you beast!" An Minghe shouted at her when he heard her mumbling.
Tang Xili raised her eyebrows, a poppy-like evil smile playing on the corner of her mouth, "I said, I am most susceptible to provocation. Think carefully before talking to me."
Fearing that she would really do something to his son, An Minghe reluctantly shut his mouth and stopped talking. He also squatted down and cooperated with An Minghui to cover An Qian's wound with force.
Tang Xili was a little uncomfortable seeing that he was so aware of the current situation.
She stood up, took light steps, and slowly walked to An Minghe. She grabbed his hair, pulled it back, and forced him to raise his head.
The old man's face was full of anxiety, panic and fear of losing.
Sixteen years ago, when she held her mother covered in blood in her arms, she must have had the same expression, right?
My mother's skull was broken, with a large indentation, and her brain mixed with blood was flowing into her arm.
She cried out to the sky and the earth, but no one answered.
She just waited and waited until her mother stopped breathing and her body became stiff inch by inch.
In the end, dawn never came, and neither did the ambulance.
When she grew up, she learned that an ambulance arrived that night, but was sent away by the drunk An Minghe.
"Hahaha..." Tang Xili's laughter was a little crazy, and her eyes were full of creepy cruelty and morbidity. "An Minghe, how does it feel to watch your loved ones die in front of you?"
An Minghe was forced to look up at the mad bastard, his heart filled with hatred that could not be contained. Every word seemed to flow from his bones. "You beast, I will not let you go!"
"Hahaha..." Tang Xili's delicate and decadent face was filled with bewitching madness, "Then kill me..."
As he said this, he hooked his finger at Amy behind him.
Amy understood and pulled out the Swiss Army knife from the knife holder on the outside of her thigh and placed it respectfully in her palm.
The blade is sharp, reflecting a cold edge under the white light.
Tang Xili let go of An Minghe's hair with a smile, and slowly put the saber into his hand. She lowered her head and whispered in his ear like a ghost,
"I've already given you the knife."
An Minghe lowered his head and looked at the Swiss Army knife she handed over, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. How dare she hand him a knife?
Isn’t this beast afraid of death?
He raised his head and looked straight into Tang Xili's eyes.
The girl's deep eyes were like a dry abyss, filled with endless darkness and coldness.
It was like an evil ghost from hell, with a sinister aura that was chasing after souls and taking lives.
A chill involuntarily crept up his back, penetrating deep into his bones and invading his marrow.
An Minghe could see that she was really not afraid!
The two men just stared at each other, one was an old fox over fifty years old who had experienced the business world, and the other was a young beast who had experienced the ups and downs of life.
However, whether in terms of momentum or courage, at this moment, An Minghe lost.
It’s not that he doesn’t dare, but as long as he dares to swing the knife, no one knows whether Tang Xili will die or not, but his ending will definitely be death.
The old man is in his twilight years, the younger generations are mediocre in talent, and his younger brother An Minghui is not outstanding in business either.
His eldest son, An Youxuan, was quite talented in business, but he lacked the experience to support the huge An Group.
If he died, the An family would soon fall apart and be swallowed up by other companies, and the efforts of two generations of the An family would be wasted.
He lost his mind for a moment when he saw his son's miserable condition, and because of his impulsiveness, his daughter's life and death were in danger.
He can't be impulsive anymore!
"Clang!" He threw the saber several meters away and roared in anger, "Doctor, doctor, why don't you come!"
Speak of the devil, and here comes the devil. Wang Xinglin and An Youcheng rushed in with the doctor, "Here they come."
The doctor half-knelt on the ground. Seeing the victim's massive blood loss and unconsciousness, he was shocked and anxious. "Did you call 120? Did you ask them to bring a blood bag?"
"Yes, yes." An You continued, "Yes, yes, yes."
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