Fang Cheng put his hands into his pockets.

He also had a pistol in his coat pocket.

Their eyes met, and a strong smell of gunpowder spread in the air, igniting at the first touch.

When they were ten meters apart, Meng Chen stopped.

Fangcheng was blocked in the underground passage, with no way to advance or retreat.

The entire space was oppressive and cramped, exuding a damp atmosphere.

"Meng Chen? What a coincidence, you and Master Qiao are back?" Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly.

Under the mask, his expression was very unclear.

Meng Chen sneered, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"Did you think that Master Qiao and I would come back alive?"

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

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

His eyes fell on Fang Cheng's hand.

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

Sure enough, he fell into Josnian's trap!

This key... is fake.

In other words, everything was planned by Josnian, just waiting for him and Fang Ya to step into the game.

It seems that Josnian knows everything!

"Fang Cheng, doctors are supposed to save lives, but you end up killing them. Does your conscience feel safe?" Meng Chen said calmly.

He stood opposite the square city, like a statue, expressionless.

"Oh, what is conscience? If you really want to discuss these two words with me, you should ask Josnian if he has a good conscience?"

"Master Qiao has not done anything to regret you." Meng Chen said, "But you guys have to push your limits."

"We are pushing ourselves too far? Is it wrong to take back what belongs to us?"

"Fangcheng, after Master Qiao came back from London, he sat in a wheelchair and left Qiao's house. He already planned to turn a blind eye and let you go. But you didn't repent and still calculated every step of the way. Before Master Qiao

I went to City T to tamper with the steering wheel and wanted to kill Master Qiao. In this case, I can’t blame Master Qiao for taking action.”

Meng Chen's every word is sonorous, powerful and resounding!

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

There was a helpless look in his eyes.

If he falls into Josnian's hands today, he will definitely not be able to escape.

The worst outcome is death.

However, since you have already decided to go to hell, why should you fear life and death?

"Fang Cheng, you are not a doctor in vain." Meng Chen glanced at him coldly, "Doctors are kind-hearted, but you are a snake-hearted person."

"I am a doctor, but I only want to be Yaya's doctor in this life. I am responsible for treating her heart problems, and I will give her whatever she wants. As long as she is happy, I will be the most successful doctor. Isn't that right?

"Fang Cheng sneered.

Meng Chen raised his eyes.

This man loves Fang Ya to this extent.

Become an idiot and become a demon, and you will never recover.

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

"It doesn't matter, right?" Fang Cheng looked at it very indifferently, without much remorse in his tone, "I just want Yaya to be happy."

"You have never thought that you are harming her and leading her into the abyss step by step."

"Whatever she likes, I do it with her, that's it."

Meng Chen pursed his thin lips, this man was hopeless and terminally ill.

Fang Ya is his poison. Even though he is a doctor, he cannot cure her.

A man who is deeply poisoned will never look back.

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