Fang Cheng's hand was inserted into his pocket.

There was also a pistol in his coat pocket.

The eyes were facing each other, and a strong smell of gunpowder spread in the air, which was about to burn.

When there were ten meters apart, Meng Chen stopped.

Fangcheng was blocked in an underground passage, and there was no way to advance or retreat.

The entire space is depressed and cramped, exuding a damp atmosphere.

"Meng Chen? What a coincidence, are you and Mr. Qiao back?" Fang Cheng restrained his eyes and spoke lightly.

Under the mask, his expression was very unclear.

Meng Chen sneered, with a faint expression on his face.

"Didn't you expect Mr. Qiao and I to come back alive?"

"It's a blessing to be able to come back." Fang Cheng's voice was cold.

"Fang Cheng, are you here to take away Master Qiao's things? But it's a pity that the key in your hand is useless at all." Meng Chen said disdainfully.

His eyes fell on Fang Cheng's hands.

Fang Cheng's fingers subconsciously tightened, and his facial expression twitched.

Sure enough, he was hit by Qiao Sinian's plan!

This key...is fake.

In other words, everything was planned by Qiao Sinian, just waiting for him and Fang Ya to enter step by step.

It seems that Qiao Sinian knows everything!

"Fang Cheng, the doctor was to save your life, but you were killed. Are you feeling conscience?" Meng Chen said lightly.

He stood opposite Fangcheng, like a statue without expression.

"Hehe, what is conscience? If you really discuss these two words with me, would you ask Qiao Sinian, is he safe in his conscience?"

"Mr. Qiao did not do anything to be sorry for you." Meng Chen said, "But you, you are more and more eager."

"We are getting more and more demanding? Are we wrong to get our own things back?"

"Fang Cheng, after Mr. Qiao came back from London, he sat in a wheelchair and left Qiao's house. He was already planning to turn a blind eye and let you go. But you didn't repent and still planned every step of the way, trying to kill Master Qiao on the steering wheel of Master Qiao's trip to City T. Since that's the case, you can't blame Master Qiao for taking action."

Meng Chen's words are sonorous and powerful, and loud!

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. I have nothing to say." Fang Cheng closed his eyes.

There is a weak look in the eyes.

It is in Qiao Sinian's hands today and will definitely not be able to escape.

The worst outcome is death.

However, since I have decided to go to hell, why not be afraid of life and death?

"Fang Cheng, you are a doctor in vain." Meng Chen glanced at him coldly, "The doctor is kind, and you are a vicious heart."

"I am a doctor, but I only want to be a doctor for Yaya in my life. I am responsible for treating her heart disease, and I will give her whatever she wants. As long as she is happy, I will be the most successful doctor. Isn't it right?" Fang Cheng sneered.

Meng Chenlin raised his eyes.

This man loves Fang Ya to this point.

Becoming a fool or becoming a demon will never be restored.

"Fang Cheng, you have a scalpel in your hand, not a murder knife!"

"It doesn't matter, doesn't it?" Fang Cheng looked at it lightly, not even his tone of repentance, "I just want Yaya to be happy."

"You never thought that you were harming her, and took her into the abyss step by step."

"I'll do what she likes, and that's it."

Meng Chen's thin lips pursed, and this man was completely helpless and was terminally ill.

Fang Ya is his poison, he is a doctor, but he cannot cure it.

A man who is deeply poisoned will not look back.

Even if he has fallen to this point now, he has no regrets or guilt.
Chapter completed!