Yi Ren from afar

Back at the villa, Ye Mingyuan sat on the bedroom floor, looked at the night outside the window, and said to the people behind him: "Brother Yi, give me freedom, let me go."

Sun Zhanyi stood up tremblingly, clenched his fist, and shattered the glass in front of him with one punch. The shattered glass scattered and fell into the bushes.

The people outside the house heard the loud cracking sound, rushed into the house, looked at the two people who were sitting and standing, and stood there in a daze.

Xu Yunyi tremblingly took out the medicine box, walked cautiously to the side of the blood-stained person, and together with Han Feng pushed him to sit on the bed, looked at the tearful person, and shouted in shock: "Brother Yi".

With tears in his eyes, Sun Zhanyi said in a trembling voice, "You are mine, and I will never let you leave. You are dead."

Looking at the man who was hugging his knees and resting his head on them, Sun Zhanyi said weakly: "Come here, help me bandage."

Wang Minghai walked over, dragged him up, and brought him to Sun Zhanyi's side. They bowed and retreated outside the house.

Not long after, tempting panting sounds and unbearable begging for mercy came from inside the house, hitting the hearts of the people outside the house one after another.

Han Feng loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt short of breath. Xu Yunyi leaned against the cold wall and pressed his palms against the wall to relieve the heat. Hitting the wall.

The sound of running water in the bathroom woke up a few people who couldn't help themselves. They looked at the time on their watches, glanced at each other, and went back to their guest rooms on the first floor.