Chapter 1182

Nikwa Hospital.

Under the effect of the enhanced sedative, the War Chill Lord fell into a deep sleep.

When Yan Xiaoru took the eldest lady to the ward of Zhan Hanjue, she saw Zhan Hanjue's handsome face and frowning painfully, and the eldest lady's conscience became uneasy.

"Xiaoru, how am I going to tell him later?"

Yan Xiaoru said: "Mom, if you admit your mistake vigorously, you can beg him, if Zhan Shao doesn't forgive you, then you will kneel down." As long as you are pious, he will definitely be influenced by you. ”

The eldest lady nodded apprehensively.

It was as if he had had a long dream.

In the dream, he and his favorite sister Zheng Ling experienced several life and death partings, which made him heartbreaking, and then he broke through the sedative's confinement under the painful Ling Chi, he sat up suddenly, like a lion sleeping for thousands of years, let out an earth-shattering roar: "Zheng Ling! ”

The Battle Chill Lord raised his eyes, and in his scarlet pupils, the blood gradually faded. But in its place was a cold ice that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"What are you going to do?" He asked in a deep voice.

The voice contains the deterrent power of the king to manipulate all the power of life and killing of ants.

He sat up with scarlet eyes, his hands clenched into fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged.

Yan Xiaoru and the eldest lady saw Zhan Hanjue's fierce appearance, and they immediately shrank into a ball in fright.

The eldest lady trembled and said, "Child...... Are you awake? ”

The eldest lady cried: "Today's shareholders' meeting of Media Asia has completely swallowed up the Bai company that was acquired three years ago. also imprisoned all the representatives of Bai's shareholders. Hanjue, I know that shopping malls are like battlefields, and the winner has been the king since ancient times, but my mother begs you, for the sake of Xiaoru's father, forgive him once. ”

Zhan Hanjue just asked, "What happened to my family Zhengling?" ”

When Zheng Ling was mentioned, the iceberg under his eyes seemed to be scorching like a hot sun, his expression was gentle and doting, and even the voice wrapped in cold ice became inexplicably softer.

The eldest lady knelt down on her legs tremblingly, and said with tears in her eyes: "Han Jue, my mother came this time to ask you to let the Bai family live." ”

Zhan Han Jue narrowed his eagle eyes, "What's wrong with the Bai Clan?" ”

He wanted to know how Zheng Ling would deal with the fierce hungry wolves at today's shareholders' meeting in Media. He was worried that the weak Zheng Ling would not be able to cope with it.

"What did you say?"

Yan Xiaoru thought about it, and a touch of jealousy jumped in her heart, as if in order to suppress Zhan Hanjue's immortal heart towards Yan Zhengling, Yan Xiaoru said honestly: "She is now paralyzed and her facial features are abnormal. It's no different from waste. ”

The Lord of War heard the words. It's like every word is a sharp knife, scratching his heart and making his heart like a knife.

The eldest lady looked at Yan Xiaoru, because she was not there at the scene, so she could not answer this question.

The long legs landed on the bed, and suddenly kicked Yan Xiaoru's leg, and a click was heard, and Yan Xiaoru's leg was broken.

Zhan Han Jue said angrily: "Yan Xiaoru, tell me now, who is the waste?" ”