The factory floor was already a chaotic mess, but now it was even more disordered. Not to mention Ya Ran, lying there with disheveled clothes, pale face, blood flowing all over the ground, just the scene of several people tangled and fighting on the ground, and the twisted marks of Ya Ran being dragged by two men, were shocking.
Xun Fengnian felt tense and hurried to check on Qian Chen, only to see the young boy hanging lifelessly on an iron frame, his face covered in blood, also unconscious!
There was no sign of Qi Zhi and Kang Bo in the factory, and Xun Fengnian had already roughly guessed what had happened!
"What a tragedy!" Xun Fengnian gritted his teeth and sighed, stepping around Ya Ran, he went over to Qian Chen, reached out to feel under his nose, and found he was still breathing—
