Chapter 51 Lian

Lian could tell with his toes that this person definitely had no good intentions.

The cell phone that Shen Boyan was holding tightly vibrated. He looked down and saw a message from Meng Xinqiao: [Isn't the door open? I'll call the police immediately. 】

【Um. ] Shen Boyan was still able to remain calm, [I don’t have the property’s contact information. ]

[I have, let them inform others not to come up. ] Meng Xinqiao understood instantly, [Don't open the door, I'll be here right away. ]

Shen Boyan faced that person remotely through the video doorbell.

The man kept his head lowered, giving off a feeling of dying. There was no sound in the corridor, and there was a strange smell flowing in the air.

He didn't try to ask Shen Boyan to open the door again, he just stood quietly at the door, waiting for something to happen. drop!

A few minutes later, there was a sudden sound from the elevator.

The sound broke the dead silence in the corridor, and the man raised his head suddenly, his pupils filled with ferocious bloodshot eyes.

Someone is coming to their floor!

Shen Boyan's nerves were tense instantly.

In such a short period of time, information about suspicious persons cannot be obtained so quickly. That person must have been really unlucky, and happened to meet... Eh.

When he saw clearly the person coming through the doorbell, Shen Boyan was startled.

Isn't this Cheng Wenjun?

Cheng Wenjun was wearing a suit and seemed to have just finished work. He obviously didn't expect that there was a person he had never seen before standing at the door of his house, and he immediately wanted to say -

"Run!" Shen Boyan saw the man raise his head from the video doorbell, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he became anxious. Then he shouted.

Cheng Wenjun was stunned. While he was stunned, the man opened the backpack behind his back.

A gleaming kitchen knife suddenly appeared in front of them.

The elevator closed and left the floor. The man took out his kitchen knife and stared at Cheng Wenjun.

"You're crazy!" Cheng Wenjun showed uncontrollable panic on his face, "What are you going to do!"

The man didn't answer, picked up the kitchen knife and slashed at Cheng Wenjun. Cheng Wenjun dodged, trying hard while dodging: "Think about your family, they still need you!"

Not to mention this, it was okay, but when he said it, the man's actions turned out to be even more ferocious.

"It's all because of you!" He muttered vaguely, "It's all because of you..." Bang!

The knife hit the wall, causing the wall to fall down. Cheng Wenjun squatted down again, and narrowly slipped under the man's hand. He shouted to the door: "Open the door!"

His words were very reasonable.

Shen Boyan definitely couldn't ignore death and immediately opened the door a crack.

Cheng Wenjun quickly dug into the crack. Shen Boyan saw the opportunity and immediately closed the door, but a knife suddenly blocked the crack of the door, blocking Shen Boyan's action of closing the door.

The door jammed on the knife and made a muffled sound. Shen Boyan clenched the handle tightly, forming a confrontation with the man.

"Close the door quickly!" Cheng Wenjun didn't understand the situation and was still shouting anxiously at Shen Boyan.

"Get his knife out first!" Shen Boyan was really speechless.

He was holding on to the door with all his strength, while Cheng Wenjun was circling around. Finally, he grabbed a dining chair and threw it at the knife.

After the loud noise, the knife did not move, but there was a sharp pain in Shen Boyan's hand.

Under the severe pain, his hand relaxed, and the door immediately fell towards the attacker.

The attacker reacted quickly, opened the door and pointed the knife at Shen Boyan. Shen Boyan's motor cells were not well developed, so he could only subconsciously raise his head at this frightening moment.

The tip of the knife grazed the side of his face. At the critical moment, Shen Boyan didn't even have time to feel the pain, so he stepped back, barely avoiding the attacker's second blow. what to do?

Shen Boyan mobilized almost all his brain cells.

Seeing that the third knife was about to come down, Shen Boyan grabbed the door with one hand, hoping to use the door to block the attacker's attack.

Suddenly, a red fire extinguisher appeared above the attacker's head.

The fire extinguisher banged on the attacker's head. Shen Boyan clearly saw those bloodshot eyes rolling.

The attacker fell unconscious.

Shen Boyan exhaled sharply.

After being extremely nervous, he lost his strength. Shen Boyan's feet went limp, but he was held up by a pair of hands.

"Are you okay?" Meng Xinqiao's reassuring voice came.

"...It's okay." Shen Boyan found his vocal cords after a while, "Fortunately you arrived in time."

Meng Xinqiao laughed.

But he stopped laughing soon, and his tone became a little solemn: "Why are you injured?"

"Huh?" Shen Boyan was stunned.

As soon as he turned his head, he met Meng Xinqiao's worried eyes.

Meng Xinqiao took out a piece of paper and lightly touched Shen Boyan's cheek.

"Here." He said, "You must have been scratched."

Shen Boyan realized that he felt a sting on the side of his face. He opened his mouth and was about to say something when Cheng Wenjun's voice suddenly came.

"What are you doing?!"

His tone sounded like he was trying to catch someone, as if the two of them had done something outrageous in broad daylight in front of him.

Facing him, Shen Boyan didn't have a good tone.

"Why did you hit me just now?" He turned his head and looked calmly at Cheng Wenjun, who looked angry.

His expression was very calm, but his eyes fell directly on Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun suddenly seemed to be questioned, his expression froze and his voice weakened: "In a hurry, I didn't pay attention..."

"Professor Shen was injured because of you." Meng Xinqiao said calmly what Yin Yang Cheng Wenjun said, "Why are you so confident in attacking Professor Shen?"

Facing Meng Xinqiao, Cheng Wenjun's anger rose again.

"It doesn't seem to be any of your business." He said very rudely, "Mr. Meng, this is not your business."

"First of all, I just saved you." Meng Xinqiao shrugged, "To be more precise, , to resolve the trouble caused by you."

Cheng Wenjun's eyes darkened.

"No one wants this kind of thing to happen." He said in a bad tone, "Does Mr. Meng think that this person was instigated by me?"

"Of course not." Meng Xinqiao smiled, "But he is obviously against me. I came for you, didn’t I?”

They were arguing, and not long after, the property manager and the police arrived.

While Meng Xinqiao was waiting for the police to deal with the scene, she dug out the family medicine box from the entrance and helped Shen Boyan treat his wounds.

During this period, Cheng Wenjun wanted to take over, but was coldly blocked by Shen Boyan.

Cheng Wenjun may have a guilty conscience, so he gave up reluctantly after testing it several times.

He stood aside, looking aggrieved.

However, after experiencing the shocking moment just now, Shen Boyan didn't want to say anything nice to Cheng Wenjun at all. Even with 'punishment mode' hanging over his head, he was filled with anger at the man who had put himself in a life-threatening situation.

"Okay." Meng Xinqiao let go of his hand.

Shen Boyan straightened up. Seeing this, the policeman on the side asked, "You three, would it be convenient for you to go to the police station and make a record?"

"It's convenient." Shen Boyan nodded and looked at Meng Xinqiao.

"It's no problem for me either." Meng Xinqiao smiled.

Cheng Wenjun's eyes wandered anxiously between the two.

"Where is this person?" Seeing that Cheng Wenjun didn't speak, the police asked again.

"...I don't have a problem either." Cheng Wenjun responded belatedly. ...

The three of them got into the police car and sat huddled together in the back seat.

Shen Boyan was squeezed between the two. The space was very tight, and it was difficult for him to keep his legs together.

"I don't know why he was let in." Cheng Wenjun had nothing to say, "Don't the security guards in the community do anything?"

Shen Boyan ignored him, while Meng Xinqiao laughed.

This time he smiled with a clear and mocking tone, as if he was making fun of Cheng Wenjun's cowardly behavior just now and now trying to make up for it. Cheng Wenjun then closed his mouth with a blue face and never spoke again.

The car stopped at the door of the police station. The three of them got out of the car one after another and stood in a line at the door waiting for the police to take them in.

Shen Boyan lowered his eyes, thinking about how to organize the language in the next transcript. Spring has begun in City C, and the weather is a bit hot and the sun is shining today.

He doesn't like this environment very much. The pain from the wound came thickly, and the blazing sunshine added a bit of anxiety.

Only with Meng Xinqiao by his side could he feel a little better.

"Come on, let's go in." The policeman waved to them from afar.

Shen Boyan turned around absently. But as soon as he took a step forward, Meng Xinqiao suddenly put his arms around his shoulders and pulled him back violently - Shen Boyan stumbled, and a battery car whizzed past beside him, swerving dangerously. Passed his body and galloped away into the distance.

"Who is this? Why is he riding a bicycle?" The policeman was also stunned. "This is not a road, how can you drive towards the gate?"

Shen Boyan was in shock. After he stood firm, the battery car had already disappeared from the end of the field of vision.

"'Punishment Mode'." Meng Xinqiao's voice floated gently in his ears.