The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

"A fool like you who is full of lies is not qualified to talk to me."

The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, not very similar to the voice in his memory. But at this time, Zhang Heqing was only concerned about his own chance of survival and had no time to distinguish whether the man in front of him was the real Ye Lengfeng.

"I know, I know I cheated on you, but..."

At this time, Zhang Heqing's voice had a faint hint of crying, and he tearfully begged the person in front of him to forgive him.

"What I just said counts, and I can still identify the murderer. Li Jizhong is the one who sells organs in the black market and kills those homeless people. Li Jiyun should also be an accomplice. Please, I can tell the police about this..."

Zhang Heqing shouted at the top of his lungs, his body shaking like chaff, fearing that any words from the man in front of him would sentence him to death.

Li Jiyun?What a homeless person...what a black market organ dealer.

Tie Yi pinched Zhang Heqing's neck expressionlessly, and tightened his hands. Zhang Heqing was horrified to find that his legs had left the ground, and he was lifted up by a man with one hand.

Zhang Heqing struggled non-stop, panting "hoho" from his mouth, which sounded particularly frightening in the silent corridor.

The lack of oxygen made his mind go blank. Just when he was about to lose consciousness, he felt an extremely clear pain suddenly coming from his body, followed by a cold feeling.

Zhang Heqing subconsciously groped around him, and he fell to the ground again!

Zhang Heqing came back to his senses and gasped for air. Even though he had no strength at all, he still wanted to stay away from this terrible man.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Tie Yi was very happy.

He gave a rare laugh.

Zhang Heqing's eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

this sound...

He hadn't listened carefully just now, but why did he feel that the voice was so strange now? It didn't sound like Ye Lengfeng's voice at all.

Could it be that other enemies want to kill him?

Zhang Heqing still found it unbelievable and quickly rejected his guess. Who else but Ye Lengfeng would want his own life so much?

"Ye Lengfeng, what are you going to do? If you want someone to die, just give it a happy death."

Seeing the tall and muscular black figure standing straight in front of him like a sculpture, Zhang Heqing felt an indescribable anger in his heart that almost burned the person in front of him to death.

"Tsk, that's not what you said when you begged for mercy just now."

Tie Yi was silent for a moment and then slowly opened his mouth. Just in time, he also felt a little tired, and the sumptuous dinner was about to begin.

Recalling Li Jiyun's instructions, a hint of impatience flashed across his brows.

If it weren't for the fact that he told him to deal with it in a low-key manner, he should leave the scene quickly!He really wanted to taste what this guy's meat tasted like.

Tie Yi thought about it and realized that it probably wouldn't smell good. After all, this guy was full of alcohol and smelled terrible.

Zhang Heqing didn't have time to answer, the man's punch was reflected in his eyes, and the heavy punch hit his ribs.

Zhang Heqing's waist arched up in pain subconsciously. He looked like a shrimp squirming on the ground. Before he could take a breath, he saw "Ye Lengfeng" walking towards him with unfinished thoughts, and seemed to let out a soft sound. laugh.

Zhang Heqing bared his teeth in pain, unable to get up at all, he could only let a shiny black leather shoe step on his face, the heel was cold and hard, the heavy pressure made Zhang Heqing's gums hurt, he was slurred He opened his mouth to beg for mercy but only received greater strength.

Zhang Heqing took a breath of air and felt like he was about to faint from the pain.

The man's fists also came towards him like raindrops. There was no part of Zhang Heqing's body that was not in pain, but he was unable to resist at all. He could only let the man torture himself like he was teasing an ant.

No one knows how much time has passed, Zhang Heqing just hopes that this torture will end soon.

Even the thought of being greedy for life and fear of death has now turned into hoping that he will give himself a happy life as soon as possible.

But God couldn't hear his prayers at all, and the man struck out quickly and accurately like a ruthless punching machine.

By the time he stopped, he could already feel that Zhang Heqing was breathing out more and taking in less air.

Tie Yi impatiently turned Zhang Heqing's face towards him, and the scene in front of him felt a bit unbearable even for him.

Zhang Heqing's face was bruised and purple, like an overturned condiment bottle. Blood was still unconsciously dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he had long since lost consciousness.

Even so, Tie Yi did not intend to let him go.

"Boom!"

He directly hit Zhang Heqing's head against the wall twice. The severe pain brought his consciousness back, and he stared blankly ahead. Blood began to seep out from his forehead, and soon it was all over his face.

The flashing red and purple lights in the corridor made Zhang Heqing look particularly scary. With his pale complexion and dark red blood flowing down, he looked particularly like a zombie in a horror movie.

If it weren't for his lips still moving from time to time and his chest rising and falling slightly, he might have felt like he was dead now.

Having tortured him to such a point, Tie Yi still felt that it wasn't enough, but it was already late, and he didn't want to continue spending time here with this dying man.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap broke the silence of the entire corridor, but no matter how much he slapped, Zhang Heqing didn't respond, just opened his empty eyes like a broken rag doll.

After looking at his work with satisfaction, Tie Yi lifted the hat on his cloak and revealed his true face in front of Zhang Heqing.

He smiled ferociously, moved closer to Zhang Heqing, and greedily smelled the charming smell of blood.

"It's a pity that I'm not Ye Lengfeng, and I won't let you go."

Zhang Heqing's breathing suddenly became rapid, and even his arms couldn't stop shaking. It seemed that he didn't understand why a guy he had never met before tortured him like this.

Not Ye Lengfeng?So who is he and why does he treat himself like this?

Shouldn't it be Ye Lengfeng?Who else wants his life so much besides him!

Zhang Heqing was unwilling to die like this, but Zhang Ming kicked him in the heart with an expressionless face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood from the corner of Zhang Heqing's mouth gathered into a stream and wound to his feet.

Until the moment he died, he couldn't figure out why he had never seen the person who killed him.

Tie Yi gently licked the remaining blood on his fingertips, jumped from the window at the end of the corridor, and his figure was hidden in the dark night.