Wang Zhanzhu stood up stupidly and saw her father's veins burst out on her forehead under Song Liangyu's containment. She wanted to come over to help her father without thinking.

"You go quickly, have you heard it?" Wang Dacheng shouted loudly, awakening Wang Zhanzhu, "If our father and daughter die here, no one will avenge us again. Go and find Chu Huandong..."

Wang Zhanzhu knew that she was not in her hands, who was not cruel and brave enough, and she looked out, hoping that her people could defeat Song Liangyu's people and rushed in to rescue their father and daughter, but it was very miserable. She saw that Song Liangyu's two close bodyguards were about to break through the siege and rushed in.

"Zhangzhu, Dad, please leave quickly. If we are all dead, we will be able to say what we want..." Wang Dacheng was still hoarse and shouting intermittently.

Wang Zhanzhu wiped tears that shed at some point, turned around and ran back. When Song Liangyu saw that Wang Zhanzhu was about to run away, she was panicked.

If Wang Zhangzhu ran away, the matter would be exposed and Chutian Group would have no place for him. Taking advantage of his confusion, Wang Dacheng actually flexibly grabbed the gun from him. Before he could shoot at Song Liangyu, Song Liangyu had already reported it and slashed his wrist.

With a "click" sound, Wang Dacheng felt a huge pain, but he had been in the world over the years and experienced countless cruel violence. He was used to being cruel. Although the pain was unbearable, he still threw the gun far away.

His hands were useless and he couldn't fire the gun, so Song Liangyu couldn't use the gun to hurt his daughter.

Song Liangyu was furious. When he looked up again, Wang Zhanzhu had already run far away. He let go of Wang Dacheng, who was half dead, and got up and chased Wang Zhanzhu.

Song Liangyu just ran a step, and Wang Dacheng stretched out his hand to wrap his legs again, making it impossible for him to chase Wang Zhanzhu. Seeing that Wang Zhanzhu was about to run to the back door, Song Liangyu raised his other foot fiercely and kicked Wang Dacheng's head hard. Wang Dacheng's face was kicked with blood, but he refused to let go. The crazy hand force made Song Liangyu unable to do anything for a moment.

Wang Zhanzhu was about to run to the back door, and couldn't help looking back at her father again. She saw Song Liangyu kicking and hitting her father frantically. The bloody father's body was under too much violence as if he was numb, and he just hugged Song Liangyu's legs tightly.

"Dad!" Wang Zhanzhu's whole body was trembling in pain.

Advance and retreat, heartbreaking!

Fate showed strength in front of her again. Whether she turned back or not, she would fall into hell forever. She hesitated for only a second, turned around and wanted to run back.

The dying Wang Dacheng discovered Wang Zhanzhu's intention and accumulated his last breath and shouted: "Don't come back... Or dad will die in vain... You go find Chu Huandong... Chu Huandong is not my enemy... I killed his brother's family first back then... He treated me like that just to avenge his brother's brother..." Because he was hit hard, his blue lips were trembling, but he still told his daughter the secret in his heart.

He knew that he would not be able to survive anymore. He wanted his daughter to go to Chu Huandong without any grudges and live her happy life.

When Song Liangyu heard Wang Dacheng say that Wang Zhanzhu would go to find Chu Huandong, his eyes became even more crazy and he hit Wang Dacheng wildly.

Wang Zhangzhu didn't expect her father to say such words at this time. Some facts suddenly called her like a storm. She was stunned, and then she heard her father's shrill shout, "Zhangzhu, run quickly..."

Listening to her father's voice, Wang Zhanzhu's heart was as if she was shattering. Her mind instantly realized that if she went back, she would just fall into the trap and no one could save her. Dad would be in vain.

She took a desperate breath and walked forward with difficulty. Her legs were like heavy loads tied up with a thousand pounds. Every step she took was to abandon her father who was injured and still beaten by Song Liangyu. Every step she took was to think of her father's loving eyes in her dying struggle. Every step she took was like stepping on a sharp knife, bleeding all the way.

Wang Zhanzhu looked like a robot. After following the command in her mind, she suddenly pushed open the back door. When the cold wind blew, her nerves finally realized a little. There was an empty and dark night outside, and the faint fragrance of flowers in the big garden blew over her face. In the shadows that were not illuminated by lights, it seemed that there was an inexplicable danger, which gave people great psychological pressure.

Wang Zhanzhu gritted her teeth and ran to the dark garden. She knew that there was only one exit in her yard, that was the gate. She wanted to run to the door of the villa in front of Song Liangyu, so that she could be rescued.

She ran, her ears filled with dad's shouting loudly. After being nervous for a night, her lower abdomen began to hurt faintly.

Wang Zhanzhu was wearing her lower abdomen in her hand, and she was crying while running, "Baby, you must hold on. Now my mother has nothing, only you can stay with her mother...Baby...You must hold on, my mother will take you to find her father..."

Thinking of Chu Huandong, a sour mood rose from the bottom of his heart, and Wang Zhanzhu's tears flowed down even harder and more anxiously. If Chu Huandong was there, wouldn't he have to experience such a thrilling and life-and-death catastrophe?

Wang Zhangzhu was running panting along the path in the garden. When she heard a gunshot, she suddenly stopped and the gunshot came from the villa.

There was silence after the gunshots.

dad!

Wang Zhanzhu's body was filled with endless coldness, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out, and he was stiff and stiff.

"Miss, Miss!" Someone shouted anxiously beside her.

Wang Zhanzhu was shocked and found that someone had approached her at some point. She immediately entered a state of alert, took two steps back, and looked at the middle-aged woman wearing her servant uniform in confusion, "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"Miss, I am the one left by Mr. Chu. My name is Aqiu. Mr. Chu kept me when he left and said that if something happened to you, let me help you with all my strength."

Wang Zhanzhu's eyes returned to a little clear. He remembered that this woman was the wife of a gardener at home. She was responsible for doing some rough work in the garden on weekdays and was also stubborn. Lu Ben looked like she could easily escape the sharp gazes of her father and Song Liangyu. Chu Huandong really knew how to provoke an undercover agent.

"Miss, let's go quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late!" Aqiu listened to the shouts coming from afar, and looked at Wang Zhangzhu anxiously.

Wang Zhangzhu looked ahead. There was an exit of the villa. There was obviously someone shaking there. She whispered: "Where can we go? At this time, the gate must have been blocked by Song Liangyu!"

Aqiu walked to her and tentatively grabbed Wang Zhanzhu's arm, "Miss, don't worry, Mr. Chu has a secret passage in the garden that has not been discovered by the master and the others. We can go out from there."

Wang Zhanzhu showed surprise on his face, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then walked away with Aqiu.

She had a moment of concern for Aqiu, but then she felt relieved. Now she was like a devastated dog, and there was still something she could use for her.

Furthermore, arrange people to stay and take care of themselves, and hide secret passages in the garden to help them leave, which is very consistent with Chu Huandong's style of conduct.

Because the hope of escaping regained its hope in her heart, Wang Zhanzhu's movements at her feet also accelerated a little, and the pain in her stomach did not disappear, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered. No matter what happened, the most urgent thing was to escape first.

After a long run, Aqiu took Wang Zhangzhu to the door of a small flower room at home. The rich fragrance of flowers swelled up, and Wang Zhangzhu felt nauseous.

There is a small warehouse next to the flower house to prevent various tools and flower fat. Seeing that there was no one around, Aqiu led Wang Zhanzhu into a low body and moved some boxes with flower fat on it. A door that was integrated with the surrounding wall was exposed in the corner of the wall. If Aqiu had not opened the door, Wang Zhanzhu would not have found that it was a door even if he scratched his head.

She had to be secretly amazed, Chu Huandong's thoughts were simply too delicate and detailed.

Aqiu took Wang Zhanzhu down the stairs and walked down the secret passage. The air inside was humid and extremely depressed. Wang Zhanzhu felt more and more painful in her stomach, and she was sweating coldly.

She gritted her teeth and followed Aqiu who was slowly groping forward. She remembered her possible dead father. A burst of tears surged in her eyes. The dark secret passage seemed to have no end. The huge pain invaded Wang Zhanzhu one after another, as if she was enduring huge torture.

Wang Zhanzhu, who had given birth to a child, vaguely foreshadowed what was going to happen, and her heart was filled with endless worries and fears, and even forgot the sadness and sadness of losing her father.

In order not to interfere with Aqiu who was leading the way in front, Wang Zhanzhu kept gritting his teeth and enduring it, and only biting his mouth and tasted the bloody smell.

The pain made her dizzy. She couldn't hold on anymore. She stopped and leaned against the wall and gasped for a while. Suddenly, a huge pain came. She felt a "hula" in her lower body, a slight slight in her abdomen, and all the pain disappeared.

Wang Zhanzhu's tears flowed involuntarily. She clenched her fists tightly and suppressed her sobs. She knew what she had lost in this dark secret passage.

In the past few months after Chu Huandong left, she placed all her emotions on this child. There was a special feeling between her and this child, and she couldn't even save this child.

Wang Zhanzhu leaned against the dizzy wall for a while, and Aqiu urged her in front of her. She stretched out her trembling hands to tidy up the wet and sticky hem, holding back her tears, gritting her teeth, and then walked forward.

What a cruel self!

Leave the disabled father alone under Song Liangyu's poisonous hands, and abandoned the baby who had been formed in more than four months in this dark and cold secret passage!
Chapter completed!