"What are you doing?" The other three men quickly looked for guns.
How could Qin Hao give them a chance? He jumped up and jumped on the table. Qin Hao struck out with a knife in one hand, and two swipes of knife light passed by. The two gatekeepers covered their necks with shock on their faces. It seemed that they were still shocked even now.
I couldn't believe that my throat had been slit.
The last man had just raised his gun, and before he could see anything clearly, his wrist felt cold, followed by waves of severe pain.
Ah! Heart-rending screams, a hand on the ground holding a pistol tightly, but unfortunately this hand has been separated from the arm.
Qin Hao kicked him in the face, and with a bang, the kicked body hit the big iron door behind him...
In a room that looked like a prison, there were four people inside at the moment, a middle-aged man, a young man in his twenties who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face, and two beautiful girls.
The big iron door suddenly banged, and both girls screamed in fright. The most frightened one was the young man.
"Ah! No! Don't...are they coming to beat me again? I can't stand this torture anymore. Dad, cousin, please kill me. Please, kill me..." The young man
There was a cry in his words, and he was about to collapse. The other party had beaten him three times during this period, and each time it made him want to die in pain, but those who attacked him were very careful, and every time
Beat him half to death but there is no threat to his life.
Seeing her cousin crawling in front of her with blood all over her face, the girl cried and shook her head: "Cousin, don't force me, cousin."
The middle-aged man was angry when he saw his son in such pain. At the same time, he felt sorry for his precious son. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do now. Although he could almost cover the sky with one hand on weekdays, now, he was imprisoned.
Here, no matter how powerful you are, it will be of no use.
"Jianye! Alas..."
Seeing his father hesitate to speak, with a sad and angry look on his face, Zhang Jianye also despaired.
Zhizhi! The door opened at this time, but the figure walking in from the door was not the same vicious black-clothed thug as the previous two times, but...
The eyes of Zhang Xiaohan and Lu Yueyan suddenly became moist.
"Qin Hao!"
"Brother Qin?"
The two women rushed over. Qin Hao held the two soft jade bodies, gently patted their jade backs, and comforted them: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! I'm here to save you."
Zhang Jianye's eyes also widened. He could not have imagined that the person who came in this time was actually Qin Hao, his cousin's expert bodyguard, who had beaten him up before.
The two girls cried in Qin Hao's arms for a long time before Qin Hao comforted them and asked them to calm down first.
Zhang Jianye's father stood up and asked doubtfully: "Xiaohan, who is this?"
Zhang Xiaohan quickly introduced each other: "Uncle, this is my personal bodyguard, named Qin Hao!" When the word "personal" was mentioned, Zhang Xiaohan's pretty face turned red obviously.