good night warlord

"You said she belonged to you?"

Chi Xianmin held the restless girl in his arms with one hand, and shot at the middle-aged man who was still wearing a belt buckle as if there was ice in his eyes.

Mr. Su only regarded him as a passer-by who was hugged by Mo Nanzhi and asked for help. He should have nothing to do with Mo Nanzhi, so he was very confident:
"Yes, her name is Mo Nanzhi, she is mine, you should let her go and return her to me."

Chi Xianmin shrank his eyes when he heard the girl's name from the middle-aged man's mouth. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms. The body was pressed against him tightly, longing for something, as if in urgent need of comfort.

He is the boss of Fei Se, and he has seen this kind of thing a lot in bars, so he can almost understand at a glance that Mo Nanzhi must have been drugged now, maybe he won't recognize himself now.

Thinking of the scene where she would hug someone else and ask for help if she hadn't found her by himself, his empty hand gradually clenched into a fist.

Crackling.

Seeing that he had stopped talking, President Su thought he was afraid, so he walked towards Mo Nanzhi, and when he was about to reach out to touch the girl's hand, an iron fist grabbed him.

Chi Xianmin broke off with one hand, and Mr. Su's voice rang out in the corridor of the hotel.

However, as soon as Chi Xianmin raised his leg, there was a crisp click, and Mr. Su's arm clasped by the back became a distorted posture. At the same time, a scream resounded through the entire corridor.

Mr. Su's arm bone was kicked and broken.

"Ah... do you know who I am?"

Mr. Su screamed in pain, because the broken arm was being held, he didn't dare to break free, and knelt down in pain, but he cursed loudly:

"Come on, beat someone up, call the police, call the police for me."

No matter how sound-proof the hotel rooms are, many guests were startled by President Su's screams, and opened the doors one after another to check.

Everyone saw in the corridor camera that the man who was as cold as a god was holding a beautiful woman in one hand, and there was a fat middle-aged man kneeling in front of him.

"Isn't this Mr. Su? Mr. Su..."

Someone recognized the kneeling middle-aged man and walked out in surprise:
"Who are you? If you beat President Su, don't leave. I'll call the police."

More and more people gathered around to see this good show.

"There are still people who dare to mess with Mr. Su, do you want to die?"

"He probably doesn't know President Su. The relationship between President Su and Zhan's consortium is very good."

"As soon as the police arrive, this man will know how powerful he is."

Chi Xianmin curled his lips in disdain, kicked the kneeling President Su to the ground, and said:
"It's okay for you to call the police, but you have to find out first, if the police come, will they arrest me or this Su."

When Chi Xianmin spoke, the girl had already hooked his neck, and his Adam's apple tightened tightly due to the scorching skin of the girl.

"So hot……"

Seeing that she wanted to pull the clothes on her body with one hand, Chi Xianmin quickly restrained her movement, took off his coat and wrapped the girl tightly in his arms.

The girl's frightening body temperature came through the thin material of the shirt, making his eyes dim.

He knew that the woman in his arms had been completely controlled by drugs and could not be delayed any longer.

He bent down and picked up the girl horizontally. The girl let out a moan in his arms, and her red lips kissed his Adam's apple.

Damn.

Chi Xianmin cursed lowly, and looked at the middle-aged man who was still crying on the ground, as if looking at a dead person:
"I'll come to you to settle the score after her medicine wears off."

Mr. Su was angry and angry, because Mo Nanzhi was drugged by force, so he couldn't call the police, but how could he not let out the bad breath of being beaten today, and heard that Chi Xianmin said that he would come to settle accounts with himself again, Zhong The young man bared his teeth and said with a sneer:
"Tell me your name if you can."

Chi Xianmin hugged the girl in his arms tightly, turned around, and dropped a sentence:

"Chi Xianmin, remember it well."

"Okay, Chi Xianmin, right? I remember you. Next time, I must ask you to kneel down and beg for mercy."

Boss Su roared from behind, and Chi Xianmin had already carried Mo Nanzhi into the elevator, the elevator door was closed, and the temperature in the small space quickly became hot with the rapid breathing.

"It's hot... I feel so uncomfortable..." the girl murmured unconsciously, her red lips brushing the skin around his neck intentionally or unintentionally:

"Help me... Yang..."

Chi Xianmin's eyes were as dark as ink, and the descending speed of the elevator became so slow at this moment, the slowness made him feel tormented, he said in a low voice:
"Mo Nanzhi, sober up."

However, the medicine had completely overwhelmed the girl's rationality, her cheeks were as red as overripe apples, and even her skin was dyed a moving pink.

The elevator reached the underground parking lot, and Mo Nanzhi was carried by him to the front of the Bentley.

In front of the co-pilot, the man hesitated for a moment, then slammed the co-pilot's door and pressed her on the back seat of the car instead.

"Be quiet, Mo Nanzhi, I'm not a gentleman."

While warning in a low voice, he tugged at the seat belt to help her fasten it, but how could the girl under the control of the drug listen to her, or rather, at this moment, the man's domineering aura deeply attracted her.

She just wants more, more.

She hugged the man bullied in front of her, Qing Ling's voice was more unbearably charming in the past:

"What about me..."

This sentence is no less than lighting a fire on a grassy beach under the scorching autumn sun, which can start a prairie fire...

……

Gu Qingyi was worried all night, Yan only said that Zhizhi was in no danger during the war, and Chi Xianmin found her in time, but Zhizhi's phone couldn't be reached, and even Chi Xianmin's phone was always unanswered, How could she not be worried.

She dialed their numbers over and over again:
"It's been all night, why hasn't Chi Xianmin sent Zhizhi back, and didn't call to report his safety? Didn't he check his phone all night? I called all night, but he didn't see it?"

During the war, Yan was afraid that she would find a way to find it by herself in a hurry, so she rushed here just to stare at her and comfort her:

"Xianmin is very steady. It may be that he forgot to bring his mobile phone. Since he has said that Mo Nanzhi is not in danger, it is true. Don't worry about it. It's not good for pregnant women to be too nervous."

Gu Qingyi always felt that something was wrong:
"When he told you, did you talk to Zhizhi? Or did you hear Zhizhi's voice?"

During the war, Yan was taken aback and shook his head.

"That's it. He only said that he found Zhizhi, but he didn't say what happened to Zhizhi. I think something must have happened to Zhizhi. Otherwise, Chi Xianmin wouldn't say what is timely or not. Zhizhi is me. Brought into the entertainment industry, I don't want anything to happen to her."