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After that, everyone bullied Xu Jingmo in unison and left her the dirtiest and most tiring work every day. She didn't understand why this happened, but in order to give Wan Tong an explanation, she had to continue.

This day, as soon as she delivered the food to the customer's room, a waiter pulled her to the door of another room, and the man begged, "Jingmo, you serve the guests in this room, please work hard."

Xu Jingmo was already very tired, but she didn't say the words of refusal, and the man walked away. She sighed helplessly, rubbed her neck and sore waist, and decided to go in, or else she would turn around and see them all. He also said that she didn't do a good job, and it was her who was arguing with the leader.

"Sir, are you okay? What do you need?" Xu Jingmo was frightened by the smell of wine as soon as she entered the room. In order to maintain respect for the guests, she didn't pinch her nose with her hands, but she still couldn't restrain herself. The place frowned, how much wine did you drink!

The alcoholic guest lay motionless on the sofa, and in order to prevent accidents, she walked in some more, "Sir, what service do you need?"

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. After confirming that the person was fine, Xu Jingmo was relieved. She didn't think much, and walked towards the door, but was grabbed by the wrist in the next second.

"Ah——" The sudden shock made her scream, and when she turned around, she saw the drunken guest staring at her lewdly.

"Little beauty..." The drunkard fought with his own strength, and got closer to Xu Jingmo, still mumbling the smell of alcohol, "Little baby, don't move, come here..."

Xu Jingmo has never experienced this kind of thing, but the first thing she thinks of is the interests of the hotel, try to keep calm, "Sir, you made a mistake, I am the waiter here, please let me go!"

"You are a waiter and you want to serve me. What are you resisting?" The drunk stared at her, then pinched her even more vigorously, "If I tell you to obey me, you must obey me, otherwise you don't want money!"

Her wrist was hurting from being pinched, and she didn't know where the drunkard got the strength to pull her in a lot, she panicked all of a sudden, no longer caring about her own interests, she struggled and shouted: "Help! Come, come! Come, come!"

The things on the table were knocked off, and there was a crackling sound, Xu Jingmo was about to be vomited by the alcohol from the drunkard's mouth, she kept struggling, but was grabbed even tighter.

"Uncle, save me!" Knowing that Shang Lu was not here, she still couldn't help calling him, and suddenly the drunk let her go, and she ran towards the door without stopping.

But I don't know where the drunkard got his speed, he quickly chased after him, holding a piece of glass in his hand.

At this moment, the person in the monitoring room finally noticed something was wrong, and he immediately contacted to go to that room. When he arrived, Xu Jingmo's arm had been scratched.

"Quick, send, send to the hospital..." The waiter outside the door was frightened by Xu Jingmo's hideous wound, and he stuttered, and it was unknown who gave way, and the others followed suit.

"It's all your fault. It's okay to let her serve the drunkard alone. It's okay now." An angry voice sounded after Xu Jingmo was sent away.

"Isn't this all your idea? Now that someone has an accident, are you not hypocritical?" They began to shirk responsibility from each other, and no one cared about Xu Jingmo's wound.

Shang Lu came out of the ward round and suddenly saw Xu Jingmo's figure. He was puzzled for a moment, but followed. Sure enough, he saw Xu Jingmo lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and her thin arms were wrapped with thick gauze.

He frowned, walked over calmly, and asked abruptly, "What's wrong with you?"

Xu Jingmo had already been frightened a lot today, and Shang Lu's sound almost didn't scare her out. Before she came to the hospital, she was afraid of meeting Shang Lu, and she was afraid that he would be worried. Unexpectedly, what should come could not be avoided.

Although the wound was painful, she still tried her best to smile, "Uncle, I'm fine, I was just accidentally scratched by the glass."

"Don't laugh if you can't laugh." Shang Lu glanced at her, checked her wound, and found that the wound was quite deep, and it was not accidentally scratched at all. He said lightly: "What's going on, don't tell me Don't go to the hotel after you understand."

Xu Jingmo told Shang Lu about her being demoted. Shang Lu didn't want her to continue working at first, but under her insistence, he agreed. It's just that she always reported good news but not bad news, so he didn't know much about her. .

But when he saw that she was lying at a glance, her eyes were still erratic, knowing that if she continued to be brave, he might really not let her go to work, so she had to say weakly: "I met a drunk customer today, and he insisted on doing it." Moved my feet, I resisted so much, he scratched me with shards of glass."

"Hehe." Shang Lu sneered, looked at Xu Jingmo from top to bottom, saw the bruised wrist she was trying to hide, he stroked it gently, and asked, "He did this too?"

His tone was as calm as usual, but Xu Jingmo knew that he was angry, and was afraid that he would make things worse, so he quickly comforted him: "Uncle, I'm really fine. If I have something to do, I'll come to you a long time ago."

Shang Lu didn't speak, let her take a good rest and went out, no one could see what he was thinking.

Half an hour later, Shanglu appeared at the entrance of the hotel. With a false smile, he asked a few waiters and easily found the room of the alcoholic.

Sure enough, for the sake of reputation, the hotel only sent Xu Jingmo to the hospital, and did not send the alcoholic to the police station. He snorted coldly, and just gave him a chance to take revenge.

Unforgivable.

Knocking on the door, he found that the door was unlocked. He probably forgot in the chaos just now. He opened the door and went in, found the location of the camera, covered it with something, and then stood in front of the alcoholic.

A huge sense of pressure hit the drunkard. When he looked up and saw the cold Phytolacca, he felt unable to move all over his body, so he could only stammer: "You, what are you doing, what..."

"Ah—" There were screams, and before the drunkard could finish his sentence, Shanglu had already punched him in the face, and then countless fists fell.

After a while, the room became quiet, Shanglu was gone, and the alcoholic was completely awake, but his expression became dazed, and the door of the room was opened again.

Qi Yu looked at the alcoholic with deep eyes, feeling horrible. He walked over, squatted down in front of him slowly, and tentatively said, "Do you hate? Don't you think you are incompetent? But you can, you can take revenge. "

When the drunkard saw someone coming, he hugged his head subconsciously, but when he heard this, his expression suddenly became crazy, and he said loudly: "Yes, yes, yes, I can take revenge, I can take revenge!"

"You are actually great, but those people don't understand you." Qi Yu didn't expect that after following Xu Jingmo and Shang Lu for so long, he couldn't help but find it much more interesting to meet a mentally ill person.

"They don't understand me!" The drunkard repeated after Qi Yu, as if he was having fun, and kept saying, "I want revenge, I want to let them know how powerful I am..."

"Okay then, I'll tell you the location of the bad guy." Qi Yu grinned, never minding the dirty drunk, and patted his head like a pet, "Remember, you are always right, everyone else is right." It's wrong."

Xu Jingmo's wound was not deep. She spent half a day in the hospital for observation, and then went home with Shang Lu at night. The leader told her to let her rest for two days, which was considered a short leave for her to recuperate at home.

At night, before going to bed, she always felt that someone was staring at her, and she felt uneasy. Shanglu would have another busy day tomorrow, and she didn't dare to look for him because of such a trivial matter. Deep, she fell asleep unconsciously.

"bang"

Xu Jingmo was woken up by a loud noise. She sat up from the bed, looked around uneasily, and found that the curtains were fluttering in the wind. Only then did she realize that her window was broken.

When Shang Lu heard the movement, he rushed over immediately, turned on the light, and asked with concern: "Jing Mo, how are you?" He walked over, hugged her in his arms, and found that she was cold all over.

"Blood..." Xu Jingmo stretched out her trembling fingers and pointed at the stones that fell in the room. She felt as if she had fallen into a cellar of ice.

"Sit on the bed and go to the window to have a look." Shang Lu patted her back reassuringly, his expression turned cold.

He walked to the window and lifted the curtains. After seeing the scene below, his brows were deeply frowned. Who knew who wrote a few large characters with red paint underneath.

"The bad guys must die!"

He glanced at Xu Jingmo who was curled up in a pile, and decided to cover up the matter, and said softly, "It's nothing, you can rest."

"Uncle, you lied." Xu Jingmo ruthlessly exposed Shanglu's lies. She didn't want Shanglu to face danger alone, so she mustered up the courage to get out of bed, and walked to the window to look down.

"Ah—" After seeing it clearly, she was still scared, covered her eyes and buried herself in Shanglu's chest, "Uncle, then, is that blood?"

Shanglu hugged her and put her back on the bed, his voice was more gentle, "No, it's paint, don't worry, I will take care of it." He didn't tell Xu Jingmo that he saw the drunkard today.

The next day he brought Xu Jingmo to Wantong's house, and said solemnly, "Help me take care of Jingmo, she has been frightened recently."

Xu Jingmo originally wanted to face Shang Lu together, but Shang Lu insisted, and Wan Tong told her not to make trouble, so she could only give up and repeatedly told him to be careful and not to be impulsive.

"Understood." Shang Lu smiled at her softly, "Stay honestly at Wan Tong's house." Turning around, his expression became indifferent and strange, and when he got into the car, he immediately sent someone to investigate the information about the alcoholic.

He single-handedly broke into the alley where the drunkard lived, never thinking that the drunkard knew he would go there, waiting for him there.

Shanglu looked like Shura, walked towards the man step by step, and started fighting with him.

The corner of his mouth was slightly scratched, but Phytolaca was still in the upper hand, but the drunkard suddenly took out a stone and threw it at him madly. He stretched out his arm to block it, but was kicked on the stomach by the drunkard.

Shanglu's eyes finally stayed on the alcoholic's abnormal expression, and he gradually lost consciousness.