Han Qingyi turned his head without saying a word and motioned for him to go out. Lan Ning was furious and had vicious eyes, but in front of Han Qingyi, he acted like a tamed little beast and immediately lowered his fist. Although he still held it tightly and hung it by his side, he held back his anger and bowed his head respectfully: "Yes. Read the latest chapter."
Lan Ning has already withdrawn, so of course Master Mark's men have no reason not to withdraw from the study.
Although he was very worried that the stimulated Master Mark would do something outrageous.
Now in the study, only Han Qingyi and the drunk Master Mark are left.[
The two of them stood face to face. Master Mark's face was red and he was panting. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Han Qingyi's arm.
Han Qingyi didn't expect this guy to have an attack so quickly, and he grabbed his arm off guard.
Master Mark was already more powerful than Han Qingyi, but now he didn't know how much stimulation he received, so he knocked Han Qingyi down and pinned him down on the mahogany desk.
Oh my god, Han Qingyi never thought that he would be knocked down by a man. Even the most powerful person was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, Master Mark lowered his head and was about to kiss him.
If Han Qingyi was kissed by him, he wouldn't have to be a human being anymore.
He bent his foot up and pressed it firmly against Master Mark's lower abdomen. The force was so strong that Master Mark almost couldn't breathe.
Then, the moment Master Mark let go, Han Qingyi took action and directly grabbed Master Mark's hand and pressed him down on the desk with a bang.
Well, Master Mark originally wanted to knock Han Qingyi down, but now he was restrained.
Because Han Qingyi was almost kissed by him, he had never suffered the humiliation in his life. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His men were merciless at all, and they used so much force that they almost twisted and dislocated Master Mark's arm.
Master Mark's arm is almost broken, but he is still laughing.
His face was hot and red against the cold surface of the mahogany desk, and he kept laughing, as if he was crazy.
Han Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and he clearly felt that something was wrong with Master Mark.
"Why are you so crazy?" He murmured a curse, loosened his grip on Master Mark's arm, and put his hand on Master Mark's shoulder to pull him over.
However, I didn't expect that Master Mark was really not a good boy. Han Qingyi wanted to see how crazy he was, but he took advantage of the situation and put his hand on Han Qingyi's hand. He twisted it and wanted to kill him. Stop Han Qingyi.
Han Qingyi cursed and was about to kick him. Master Mark turned over and got out of the way, and then rushed over to hug Han Qingyi.
Han Qingyi was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He was about to slap Master Mark in the face with his backhand, but his fingertips stopped mid-air before they touched Master Mark's face.
His eyes also became cold and cold, with a cold and deep light, looking at Master Mark coldly.
Master Mark lowered his head and touched the scar on his face that Han Qingyi had given him. The wound was too deep. Although it had scabbed, the scar would not fade away for a while.
He touched the scar and chuckled, then raised his other hand and put the pistol in his hand against Han Qingyi's chin.[
Han Qingyi looked at him coldly. Master Mark put down his hand touching the scar, raised his head and smiled drunkenly at him: "Young Master Han, do you know? Even if it is a scar you gave me, as long as it is a scar you gave me Memorial, I like them all..."
As he said this, he took two more unsteady steps forward. The black muzzle of the gun pressed against Han Qingyi's chin and raised his face a little.
Han Qingyi had never experienced such a shame and humiliation in his life, and his face was as green as the bottom of a pot.
Master Mark held a gun and advanced step by step, forcing Han Qingyi to take several steps back until his body touched the edge of the mahogany desk.
Master Mark smiled and said: "Look, Master Han, I am so sincere to you, you just think you pity me..."
As he said that, he touched it with one hand.
However, his hand just touched Han Qingyi's waist. Han Qingyi knew clearly that he had a gun in his hand, so he punched Master Mark and knocked his face away.
This punch was so solid that Master Mark felt as if one of his teeth was loose. He swallowed a mouthful and felt a fishy-sweet smell in his mouth, which made him bleed.
Master Mark raised his hand and touched his cheek, raised his head, and then laughed: "You are really hot-tempered, I like it..."
While smiling, he suddenly raised his hand and hit Han Qingyi in the stomach with the butt of his gun.
Han Qingyi groaned, both shocked and surprised. This was the first time that Master Mark dared to go hard with him. Although he wanted to castrate this bastard in his heart, he actually knew that something was wrong with Master Mark. He must have been hurt. What a stimulus.
He straightened up, endured the pain, and was about to fight back, but Master Mark directly raised his wrist and put the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows.
Master Mark's height and build are not inferior to those of Murong Lie. He is very tall. At this time, holding a gun becomes even more advantageous.
No one knew that this guy actually ignored the cooperative relationship and suddenly used force. No one was prepared, and Han Qingyi was also very surprised.
However, the cold muzzle between his eyebrows is definitely not fake.
Master Mark put a gun to his head, touched his cheek where Han Qingyi had just beaten him so hard that his teeth almost fell out, and he smiled: "Young Master Han, just obey me tonight..."
As he said that, he put a gun against Han Qingyi's head with one hand and pulled the buttons of Han Qingyi's clothes with the other hand.
Several of Han Qingyi's buttons were torn off, and he jumped down. His face became increasingly livid, but Master Mark's gun was pressed against his head, and he could not move.
Lan Ning was outside and didn't know what was happening inside.
No one could have imagined that Young Master Mark would dare to do this and risk his life. Even if he succeeded, Han Qingyi would still be able to walk out of the Han family's villa without killing him.
However, he seemed to be really crazy.
Several buttons of Han Qingyi's clothes were torn off, and then he was forced to retreat with his trouser legs stuck to the desk. Master Mark turned him around and said with a smile: "Maybe after you try me, you will feel that there is nothing good about women. of……"[
With that said, he pressed Han Qingyi's back and pressed Han Qingyi on the desk.
It would be strange if Han Qingyi was really forced to lower his head.
Even if someone like him dies, he cannot suffer such humiliation.
But he would not die for Master Mark either.
He turned his eyes coldly, turned his slender hand, and a silver light flashed past. Master Mark only felt a coldness in his arm. Before he could even feel the pain, a long blood mark streaked across his arm. Blood dripped on the mahogany floor.
Master Mark took a look, but he was not angry, but he muttered something unknown.
Han Qingyi looked at him with a sneer, and then punched him in the face.
Master Mark touched his face, threw away the gun in his hand, and simply pounced on it.
Now it's better, no matter what kind of image or face, this is to force the overlord to take the bow.
Han Qingyi's white clothes were torn by Master Mark, but how could Master Mark get away with it? He was beaten several times by Han Qingyi, it was like something.
Han Qingyi punched Master Mark hard in the stomach. Master Mark covered his stomach and grumbled. Han Qingyi wanted to punch him again, but Master Mark turned over and fell to the ground.
"Don't pretend to be dead." Han Qingyi kicked him with her toes.
Master Mark remained motionless.
Han Qingyi frowned, stretched out his hand to straighten his torn clothes, kicked him again with his toes, and then turned Master Mark over with his toes.
Suddenly, Han Qingyi was stunned for a moment.
I saw that Master Mark's drunken and handsome face had turned pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat, even on his face.
Han Qingyi originally just wanted to reward him a few more times so that he would remember this profound lesson for the rest of his life, but when he saw this, he knew something was wrong.
His eyelashes lowered and he glanced at him coldly. He thought that this kind of person should die, but after thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked outside the study room and called Master Mark's confidant.
Lan Ning was originally eager to have Young Master Han following him all the time. But when he saw Young Master Han calling the men of the annoying Young Master Mark, he immediately showed up and wanted to follow Young Master Han.
Fortunately, he didn't see it. When he saw that Han Qingyi's clothes were torn, he was so angry that they turned into black-eyed chickens.
"Wow, how brave you are! I just said that is not a good thing, but you dare to be so bold even in the Han family."
His hands were shaking with anger, and he quickly asked Han Qingyi: "Master Han, are you okay?"
In fact, he also knew that Han Qingyi was definitely fine, and it would be strange if something happened. How could Han Qingyi be such a soft-footed shrimp? Apart from Ning Tong'er, Han Qingyi had never suffered any loss in his life, not to mention that it was the most important thing for such a man to save face. ,Humph, being frivolous and strong by a man is simply ridiculous.
Han Qingyi took off his white coat, and Lan Ning immediately hurriedly took it and then ordered the servant to get new clothes.
After Han Qingyi took off his white coat, he only wore a white shirt underneath, which outlined his waistline, which was even slender than that of a girl. It could make people nosebleed. He didn't even care, he just said coldly. Seeing Master Mark's men helping Master Mark out, the poor henchman who was a special forces soldier also knew that his master deserved it and had done nothing good. When he left the study, he apologized to Han Qingyi again and again.
Lan Ning had Han Qingyi's torn coat hanging in his arms, and his face was extremely ugly. If Han Qingyi hadn't let him go, he would have rushed up and killed Master Mark who was being supported.
"Hmph, such a shameful person should have gone back to England long ago. Otherwise, if he stays here any longer, I will make him die an ugly death."