Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Outside the door, Ying Lei and Ying Feng heard the whip being struck one after another, almost echoing throughout the entire corridor, but the person being beaten did not cry at all.

They were sensitive to the smell of blood. They had already smelled the strong smell of blood and could predict what was going on inside.

Both of them clenched their fists involuntarily.

Ying Lei was already furious and his eyes were filled with sparks. How could the boss have suffered such a crime? He turned around and wanted to kick open the door and cut those people into pieces.

But before he could turn around, Shadow Wind grabbed onto Shadow Lei's shoulders, blocking his progress. "You stop me, Shadow Wind?" He said, swinging his fist and hitting Shadow Wind in the face.

"Have you had enough trouble? If the boss doesn't do it voluntarily, who can touch the boss." Shadow Wind grasped the fist that was swinging towards him, and his words were very helpless. Why wasn't he angry, but the boss didn't call them, he asked them to wait outside.

"Then just watch the boss get beaten?"

In the next second, Shadow Lei punched the wall directly with his fist, one punch after another, and then another. The white wall was dyed red. He roared, trying to express the anger in his heart.

Shadow Wind: "..."

He turned around, not wanting to see Ying Lei go crazy, but the figure in the corridor surprised him, "Miss Long?" Why is she here?

Just for a second, when Ying Lei heard Ying Feng's words and raised his head, Long Qingcheng had already arrived in front of the door.

With one kick, just one kick, the iron door made a "Peng" sound, and the entire iron door fell off abruptly. The huge impact caused it to fly directly from the ground and hit the opposite window.

The window cracked, split into pieces, and fell to the floor together with the iron door.

The room that had not been used for many years suddenly became dusty, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, which was instantly noticeable to everyone outside the room.

The executioner stopped and everyone looked towards the door.

Under the night sky, Long Qingcheng's face that turned everyone upside down was filled with anger, and his eyes showed murderous intent and indifference.

Without saying a word, she took out the dagger, flashed towards the thugs, and said, "If you dare to hurt him, I will kill you."

The speed was so fast that even those people didn't have time to react. The first person with the dagger pierced his heart was the person with the whip. He looked at the woman in front of him in horror and couldn't believe that he was actually hurt by someone.

Before they became members of the Xuanyuan family, they were all top killers.

The sudden accident put everyone around them on alert, and even Shadow Lei and Shadow Wind joined the battle.

The fighting started, and it was very chaotic for a while.

When the people behind him saw this, they almost instantly wanted to save him, but Long Qingcheng pulled out the dagger directly, blood spattered everywhere, his eyes shrank, his palms pressed on the man's shoulders, his whole body was suspended in the air, and his legs directly clamped the people behind him. head.

Killing intent is all over the place.

As soon as she turned around, that person would be killed immediately.

"Go to hell."

Long Qingcheng was never a good person. She survived by killing people. Her hands were stained with sin, and no one could save her. But in the dark night, she who was supposed to be walking alone in the dark night, got a ray of light. He never asked about the past, he didn't care about everything, he just wanted to move forward with her.

After tearing away the disguise, the bloodthirsty, cold, and devoid of humanity is Long Qingcheng's true face.

"Stop it, Qingcheng."

A pair of strong hands held the girl in his arms, tightly, tightly and airtightly. Long Qingcheng struggled to leave, "Let go, Di Yuanjue, give it to me." Let go." She struggled, but couldn't escape Di Yuanjue's arms.

The smell of fresh vanilla that belongs to men permeates the nose, but today it is mixed with the smell of blood. Before she could make her next move, the man almost groaned, his voice muffled, as if he was moaning in pain, "It hurts."

Long Qingcheng stopped moving, "Let me go and I'll kill them for you." Anyone who moves her people will die.

Di Yuanjue shook his head, then buried his head in the girl's neck, and climbed up the girl's neck with his slender fingers.

The tip of your nose is full of body fragrance that belongs to a girl's body.

The man's back was almost torn open, and the blood on the floor was already dripping into a pool. A tired and pale face fell on the girl's body. He was tired.

And Long Qingcheng is his harbor.

This was the first time that Ying Lei and Ying Feng saw their boss so relaxed on one person. Whether he was in the Di family or the Xuanyuan family, all his nerves were tense all the time and he could not relax all the time. , even strong people will get tired and go crazy.

But they always subconsciously think that the boss is omnipotent. At this moment, they realized that Di Yuan had never found a harbor to rely on, but now he had found it.

Only Long Qingcheng could care whether he was in pain or tired.

If something happens, he will be the first to save him regardless of his life.

Always put him first.

"Yuan Jue. Tell them to stop." Mr. Di looked solemn as he stood up and walked over on his crutch. Wang Yulun followed closely and saw that the woman who had turned a blind eye just now actually followed them here. The drivers of the convoy were all retired special forces and had strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, but no one noticed it.

This woman is not simple.

Without Di Yuanjue's words, how could they stop? They had been holding it in all night, fighting to death.

Long Qingcheng took a deep breath and looked at the men and horses from both sides not far away who were still fighting each other.

Her brows were indifferent, the corners of her mouth curved into a cruel arc, and then she shouted angrily, "That's enough, stop it."

"hug me."

Then, she gently reminded Di Yuan Jue, and held his waist with one hand. She did not dare to touch the back with too much force. The next second, she hugged the man directly, with a tall and slender posture, and strode towards Walk outside.

It's important to treat Di Yuan Jue's injuries now, and it won't be too late to report other matters later.

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Even after getting into the car, Di Yuanjue did not get off Long Qingcheng's body.

Ying Lei, who was driving, hesitated and wanted to speak, but he didn't dare. The co-pilots Shadow Wind and Shadow Thunder looked at each other. Why did they feel that the boss was more serious than when he was shot in the heart in the war zone?

Is this their hallucination?

Di Yuanjue's pale and weak look made her heartache for Death Dragon Qingcheng. She did not dare to touch the man's back, but instead stroked the man's front smoothly, one after another with her small hands.

Soon, the sound of the man's heavy breathing made her lower her head suddenly, "Does your back hurt? Did I use too much force?"

She dared to touch it and stopped.

The man coughed twice, "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt." He raised his head and showed an evil smile. His hoarse voice, paired with his pale and morbid beauty, was very charming, "You're welcome, I'm much better. "

"Then I'll continue?"

"Yeah." Painful and happy.