The president of a wealthy family imprisoned the wild bride

"save......"

Before the lady in the red dress could finish her sentence, she was slapped hard by the boy again.

A small palm can actually slap her until the corner of her mouth bleeds, Gu Meng thought to herself: Where did the second generation ancestor come from?So violent at such a young age!

Seeing that the other party raised his hand and wanted to hit the lady in the red dress again, Gu Meng hurriedly said, "Hello, what can I order?"

Only then did the other party notice that someone had entered the box, and when he looked back, he saw a slender waiter holding an ipad with lowered eyebrows.

His eyes were full of disdain: "Who let you in? Get out for me."

Gu Meng was startled when he heard the words: This is clearly the voice of a middle-aged man!

She still kept her head bowed and looked up curiously, and what she saw was clearly the face of a middle-aged man.

Yes, she was sure that the person riding the lady in the red dress was not a boy, but a middle-aged man.

A middle-aged man with dwarfism.

The edges and corners of his face are obvious, as if carved out with a knife, it looks a little distorted.

His face was full of anger, his eyes were red, and his whole body exuded mania and cruelty.

"Sir, your box has rang the service bell. Do you need to order now?" Gu Meng replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Take a hammer! Get out of here quickly!" The little man yelled at Gu Meng impatiently.

"Okay." Gu Meng lowered her eyes and stepped back backwards.

"Bitch, how dare you secretly ring the bell to find someone, and see if I won't beat you to death today." The little man cursed and slapped the lady in the red dress hard.

Not only did he slap the lady in the red dress several times, but he also strangled her neck with his small hands.

The veins on his forehead popped up, as if he wanted to strangle her to death.

The lady in the red skirt couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't break the little man's poisonous hands. The long bright red nails were scratching at the back of his hands.

"Damn it!" The little man yelled out in pain, he finally let go, and the lady in the red dress took the opportunity to gasp for air.

Before she could catch her breath, the little man stood up suddenly and kicked her fiercely again: "Damn Sanba, how dare you scratch Lao Tzu's hand."

Gu Meng glanced at it and found that the little man was indeed scratched with a bloodstain on the back of his left hand. His height was at most 1.3 meters four.

Before, she never understood why the girls in the school loved to do manicures, and they especially liked to do the long nails. Now it seems that they are still useful in emergencies.

It's a pity that the little man's resistance was completely angered by the lady in the red skirt, and he became even more violent.

It could be seen that he was kicking with all his strength, and every time he kicked, his little arm had to move with his calf, as if the only way to maintain his body's balance was in this way.

The lady in the red skirt tightly covered her stomach with her arms, and rolled around on the ground. The skirt that was already short to the thighs now couldn't even cover her buttocks.

The little man turned his attention to the pair of big white legs of the lady in the red skirt, kicking and kicking like a mad dog.

It took him a long time to stop, staring at the exposed black lace.

The little man suddenly sat on the waist of the lady in the red skirt, and then slapped her hard on the face: "You bitch, why are you pretending to be noble when you come out to sell?"

"No, it's not." The lady in the red skirt shook her head like a tumbler: "I, only, only accompany guests, not out, not out."

Her voice was broken and trembling, obviously she was very afraid of this little man.

"Fart!" The little man suddenly became excited: "You fucking think I'm short, and you think it's disgusting to do to me, right?"

"You stinky women are all scumbags. Let's see if I won't kill you tonight." His chest heaved violently, as if trying to control himself.

He started to tear off the young lady's red dress, and with a "chi la", the little man tore off the sloping shoulders and ruffles of the red dress.

The lady in red, who had been beaten all the time, seemed to have suddenly gained a prehistoric force. She struggled so hard that she actually pushed the little man to the ground.

The little man also seemed a little surprised, he didn't expect this woman to have the strength to resist after being beaten like this.

As soon as Miss Hongqun stood up, she fell heavily to the ground, making a "hiss" in pain.

It seems that the leg was kicked by the little man and broke a bone.

She simply used her hands to crawl out, and when she looked up, she noticed that Gu Meng was standing at the door of the box.

To Miss Hongqun, Gu Meng at this moment is like a log floating on the water, a chance to survive that she desperately wants to seize.

"Help me, save me, please, please, just me..."

Perhaps because she was too excited, she asked Gu Meng for help incoherently, and big tears ran across her red and swollen face.

The little man casually grabbed a bottle of red wine on the coffee table, stepped forward and slammed it down on the head of the lady in the red dress.

The sound of glass shattering was crisp and piercing, and the purple-red liquid mixed with blood flowed down her head, leaving mottled stains on her snow-white skin.

Gu Meng watched as Miss Hongqun's head fell straight to the ground, motionless.

She couldn't speak, but her eyes were still slightly open, her eyes were empty and loose, but she kept staring at Gu Meng.

Seeing the little man grab another bottle of red wine from the coffee table, Gu Meng hurried out of the box.

Sure enough, the moment the door was closed, the red wine bottle slammed on the door with a bang.

The red wine poured down the small piece of glass on the door, and Gu Meng saw the little man grab the right leg of the lady in the red skirt and drag her into the box like a dead pig, where she couldn't see.

In the box just now, Gu Meng has been doing psychological training for himself: Don't meddle in other people's business!Don't mind your own business!No meddling!

Cherish life and stay away from animals.

But she regretted it after only two steps, and she didn't understand why she was always soft-hearted?

Forget it, it's poor, let's save it.

With the lessons learned from the previous two dead fat pigs and bald men, Gu Meng decided to cover herself well and not to be confrontational.

She looked up, and there was no surveillance installed in the aisle.

That's right, occasions like heaven and earth are really not suitable for security monitoring. After all, there are too many lively dramas.

Gu Meng quickly ran to the stairwell, found the fire alarm button, broke the glass with her elbow, and pressed the alarm button.

After a burst of rapid buzzing to warn, the fire evacuation broadcast sounded.

"Attention all customers. There is a sudden fire in our store. Please evacuate immediately. Please evacuate in an orderly manner. Don't be crowded to avoid trampling injuries. Please give priority to taking care of the elderly, children and women, thank you."

"dear guests, please pay attention to the fire alarm, please evacuate immediately and in orderly manner, please do not crowd to avoid trauma in jury, please also give priority to the elderly, children and women, thank you."

Immediately afterwards, she rushed to the pantry and picked up a towel to wet the water, covered her mouth and nose, and reminded the guests to evacuate quickly, one box after another.

Gu Meng pretended to be decent, and the timid guests immediately followed her to evacuate. Gu Meng even met an old man who didn't even wear his pants, so he just ran away.

When Gu Meng rushed to room 001, the little man was lying on the door and watching.

He wasn't sure whether there was a real fire in the sky or the fire broadcast was a false report, but seeing more and more people hunched over and rushing outside, he couldn't care less about the fat that was about to reach his mouth.

After all, escape is what matters.

The short legs of the little man ran faster than Hot Wheels, and Gu Meng justifiably rushed into the box to save the lady in the red dress.

She was lying dying on the ground next to the sofa, her red dress was torn to pieces, her whole body was covered with wounds, blood and bruises were all over her fair and smooth skin, like a withered rose.

"Hey, are you okay?" The other party didn't say anything, Gu Meng reached out and patted her swollen cheeks lightly: "Can you hear me?"

Seeing Miss Hongqun slightly opened her eyes and blinked, Gu Meng was relieved. Gu Meng almost thought she had been hit with a concussion.

Gu Meng took off her uniform coat and put it on her. She was worried that the little man would come back after finding out that something was wrong, so she simply picked up the lady in the red skirt and left the box.