Mu Baoer weakly muttered something vague, and his body was limply paralyzed, as if he was about to faint.
Wen Jing couldn't help but become anxious. What Mu Baoer said was so weird, and she also said that Huo Chen had gone to see her. What exactly had been said between them? She wanted to know what Huo Chen had done behind her back?
"Let her go." Wen Jing ordered the two bodyguards who roughly held Mu Baoer. She thought she had been tortured too much and her voice was weak, so she lowered her head and approached her and asked fiercely, "Stop pretending to be dead, tell me quickly.
I, what on earth did he say?"
"He said..." Mu Baoer's voice became even lower.
Wen Jing could only endure it, leaned over, almost close to her face, and said bitterly: "Bitch, could you please be more clear?"
But Mu Baoer suddenly opened his eyes wide, gathered all the remaining strength in his body, and jumped up violently. Wen Jing was so close, and he didn't have much defense, and he was soon strangled by her neck.
Mu Baoer hated this vicious woman so much that he couldn't survive and would never let her live.
So she tried her best and grabbed Wen Jing's throat with all her fingers. Her nails scratched Wen Jing's skin, as if she wanted to break her neck.
Wen Jing never expected that she would be so cunning. Mu Baoer's throat was strangled with such strength that she couldn't even breathe. Not to mention struggling, she was so pinched that she rolled her eyes, her brain was deprived of oxygen, and she felt like she was fainting.
feeling.
The two bodyguards were so frightened that they hurried over and kicked Mu Baoer again and again, but they still couldn't kick her away because she was like crazy and couldn't feel the pain at all.
Using it on both hands, Wen Jing's face turned pale and she fainted.
The bodyguard was even more shocked. The two of them hurriedly pulled Mu Baoer's fingers apart. They tried their best to break open her two iron-claw-like hands and pushed her aside. Wen Jing's neck was pinched and bruised.
, his face was as white as paper, and he fell into a state of suffocation.
The bodyguards were so frightened that one hurriedly held down her chest and the other pinched her mouth to perform emergency artificial respiration.
And Wen Jing just suffocated for a while, and was artificially put into breathing.
When she finally woke up, her throat only felt the tearing pain, and her neck could hardly be twisted. She was so angry that she had fallen into the trap. Mu Baoer, a bitch, almost pinched herself to death, and she would definitely cut her body into pieces.
Thousands of sections.
"Beat her to death and break every bone." She held her painful neck and yelled hoarsely.
But Mu Baoer took advantage of the moment to get up, and at some point he picked up a stool in the corner and raised it high, with cold and bloody murderous intent in his eyes.
The bodyguard just turned around, but before he could react, Mu Baoer was already rushing towards him crazily, swinging the stool.
The stool hit Wen Jing hard on the head.
Wen Jing was so frightened that she was so stiff that she couldn't move at all. The two bodyguards were so anxious that they hurriedly dragged her body back to dodge.
But Mu Baoer's hand was unexpectedly fast and accurate, and the momentum was unstoppable. Although Wen Jing dodged her head and body, her feet were hit hard by Mu Baoer's stool, and she could only hear the sound of cracking bones.
.
Immediately, Wen Jing's heart-rending screams were heard, causing the entire sealed room to reverberate shrilly.
Mu Baoer laughed in relief: "Don't you like to pretend to be disabled? I will help you tonight, and you won't have to pretend anymore in the future. How convenient!"