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After being covered with a black cloth, he couldn’t feel the light through his senses, and he began to feel terrified and trembling. He stood still and didn’t dare to move. Finally, the foreigner saw that he didn’t look like he was pretending, removed the black cloth, and took him away. a suite.

Before Tang Jingshu came in, the other party had already confiscated his mobile phone, and he unexpectedly dared to keep it. Shen Jiayi gave him colored contact lenses before he put it on.

This color contact lens can be used for shooting and recording. At that time, Shen Jiayi told him that it was the only one in the world that he developed, and that he could activate the alarm mode when he was in danger.

He didn't know whether it was true or not. Before he came, he had already connected to the computer's Bluetooth and turned on the alarm mode function.

The bathroom door opened.

Zhou Yejun was wearing a bathrobe, with water dripping from his hair, and walking towards Tang Jingshu with a ticking sound as he stepped on a pair of flip flops.

Tang Jingshu tensed up from the bed and took a few steps back, shrugging his shoulders pretending to be relaxed: "Don't worry."

Zhou Yejun smiled darkly in his eyes, walked to the camera on the cross-pod and turned on the shooting mode, looked up at Tang Jingshu and said with a smile: "I will cut the skin on your chest to let the blood drip Let it flow down from your body, and feel the beauty of the blood." Zhou Yejun began to get excited unknowingly, and began to imagine Tang Jingshu's painful expression after his skin was cut.

Tang Jingshu shuddered unknowingly in his heart, and said in his heart: "It's simply a psychopath and a mad animal." Turning his eyes, he smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, I don't believe your skills, after all, you haven't practiced them before?"

Zhou Yejun was really fooled, he stepped forward and pinched Tang Jingshu's chin and said angrily, "Last year, a high school student who didn't know how to live or die asked me to do it, do you think it's okay?"

Tang Jingshu was half a head taller than Zhou Yejun. He stretched out his hand and walked lightly to the bed and sat down on the bed. He said sarcastically, "Can you do it to me with your small body?" Tang Jingshu just wanted to provoke the other party and make him Do it to yourself.

Zhou Yejun threw Tang Jingshu down on the bed, Tang Jingshu turned over and grabbed each other's hands with both hands and smiled, suddenly Zhou Yejun reached out under the pillow and took out a dagger and gently slashed across Tang Jing's arm.

The blood from Tang Jingshu's right arm slowly flowed out, he blurted out and cursed: "Damn, I didn't take you to play like this, but you are playing dirty."

Zhou Yejun fell into a state of excitement and turned over and pressed on top of Tang Jingshu. During the fight on the bed, the two hit the rabbit-shaped lamp on the bedside table and made a loud bang.

Zhou Yejun's cheekbone on the left side was slightly bluish-red by Tang Jingshu's hard punch. He leaned close to Tang Jingshu's ear and said softly, "I have learned Taekwondo, and I made you do it just a few times."

Tang Jingshu looked at him and his pupils shrank slightly. Zhou Yejun didn't know Taekwondo at all when he searched Baidu, and his body and bones didn't look like he had come to practice at all.

Soon Tang Jingshu was subdued by Zhou Yejun, and his whole body was bound and unable to move.

Zhou Yejun took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and sat astride Tang Jingshu's body, using the scissors to cut off the clothes on his body, with a touch of gentleness in his rough movements.

The sharp point of the knife cut across Tang Jingshu's white and firm belly, blood seeped from the skin, and Zhou Yejun cut the clothes into fine pieces.

Tang Jingshu was short of breath, felt a little pain in his body, looked at Zhou Yejun and cursed: "You bastard, let me go quickly."

Caught in excitement, Zhou Yejun ignored Tang Jingshu's abuse, held the scissors in his hands and slid across Tang Jingshu's chest, looked at Tang Jingshu with his deep black eyes and said with a smile: "Is it okay to cut a cross on your chest?" OK?"

boom--

Tang Jingshu heard the loud noise and looked towards the door. It was a familiar face.

At this time, Zhou Yejun was a little impatient, turned his head to look at the dark-faced Shen Jiayi with a trace of interest in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Today is really a good night, you can play a three-player battle."

Shen Jiayi walked over with a blank face and kicked away the camera that was being filmed. Seeing this scene, his eyes turned red instantly, he grabbed Zhou Yejun's bathrobe and punched him fiercely. Zhou Yejun, who didn't react for a while, was beaten by the opponent His head was a little dizzy, and when he realized it, Zhou Yejun hugged his waist and fell hard to the ground.

Shen Jiayi bumped heavily on the sofa behind him, and the sofa moved forward a few times.

Although Tang Jingshu felt uncomfortable seeing this scene, he just wanted Shen Jiayi to feel the pain.

Shen Jiayi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his dizzy head, and slowly stood up, Zhou Yejun jumped off the bed and kicked a roundabout, Shen Jiayi blocked it with both hands and took a few steps back, chaotically facing Zhou Yejun's kick.

Zhou Yejun dodged Shen Jiayi's fist and bent over halfway with his right hand upwards and punched him heavily on the chin. Shen Jiayi's saliva splashed out of his mouth and hit the table on the right with his heel unsteady, and let out a muffled snort.

In this situation, Shen Jiayi is not Zhou Yejun's opponent at all. Tang Jingshu slowly moved towards the bed and finally fell to the ground. A wound was cut on his back and waist by the fragments of the light bulb. No matter how painful his body was, he picked up a fragment and cut it open. Immediately after getting the rope, he got up and carefully strangled Zhou Yejun around his neck.

Shen Jiayi was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he hugged Zhou Yejun's waist to make him unable to move.

Zhou Yejun's face was blushing, he reached out to grab the rope and tried to break free, his eyes turned white and he passed out.

Tang Jingshu saw that the opponent's body slipped to the ground, he bent down and stretched out his hand to the tip of Zhou Yejun's nose to check if he was still alive, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There is another function that Shen Jiayi gave Tang Jingshu color contact lenses without telling him, that is, when the other party turns on the alarm mode, his watch will detect the other party's dangerous asterisk. I ran out of the office in a hurry and ran through several red lights to see this scene.

At this moment, Shen Jiayi noticed the bloody footprints on the floor, he stepped forward and bent down to hug Tang Jingshu up.

Tang Jingshu struggled on top of him and shouted, "You fucking, put me down quickly."

When Shen Jiayi hugged him and put him lightly on the side of the bed, he took off his suit jacket to cover his important position, and noticed that there was a deep upper wound on Tang Jingshu's right back that was bleeding. He hurried to the bathroom to find a bathrobe for Tang Jingshu to put on. Distressed and gentle in his eyes, he said, "Xiao Shu, you are hurt."

Tang Jingshu said with sarcasm: "Is this injury as serious as you beating my leg to disable it?" As soon as he finished speaking, he got up from the bed and felt pain in his feet every step he took. He may have accidentally stepped on a fragment of the ground but didn't feel any pain at all, but now he was in a cold sweat because of the pain.

Shen Jiayi turned around and hugged Tang Jingshu horizontally, looked down at him and said, "I'll kiss you as soon as you move."

Tang Jingshu turned his head and didn't look at those peach blossom eyes. If he hadn't seen this person beat his legs and disabled him with his own eyes, he would have felt that the eyes just now were love in his bones, but the reality told him that all this was an illusion.

Shen Jiayi drove Tang Jingshu to the hospital, but the two had no communication in the car.

Sometimes Tang Jingshu always had an illusion that the Shen Jiaming in front of him was not the real Shen Jiaming but a person with another soul. Thinking of this, Tang Jingshu felt that he was thinking wildly again and laughed at himself unconsciously.