As he spoke, he ignored Luo Xichen's fierce gaze, walked up to him step by step, and personally pulled Su Wanqing into his arms.
"She is really a stunning beauty. It turns out that oriental beauties also have such beauty." Xi Ze sighed while stroking Su Wanqing's perfect side face.
"Get your dirty hands off!" Luo Xichen screamed and rushed forward desperately.
However, as soon as he took a step, his legs became weak and fell to the ground. He tripped and the chair hit his body, causing a pain in his back.
Nishizawa.
Seeing this, Dawson became even happier. He happily admired Luo Xichen's painful expression, and tentatively put his lips against Su Wanqing's fair cheek, rubbing it.
At the same time, a pair of eyes like poisonous snakes never left Luo Xichen's face for a moment. He was enjoying and enjoying the bottom line of this test. Perhaps, he could go a little further.
The pain on his back made Luo Xichen's consciousness clearer. He gritted his teeth and concentrated all his attention on Xize.
Dawson's direction rushed over.
Luo Xichen raised his hard fist and hit Xize's face hard. He was so hard that Xize's body flew out and hit the wall on the left.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Xichen quickly stepped forward and hugged Su Wanqing, protecting her in his arms, carefully checking whether she was injured, and still staring at the enemy with vigilance from the corner of his eyes.
Caesar reluctantly climbed up and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips. The punch just now not only broke one of his teeth, but also caused his nose to bleed.
Caesar went crazy with anger, dialed the phone, and called a group of men in black to come in, surrounded Luo Xichen, and chased and beat him wildly!
Luo Xichen was already poisoned and lost all his strength. The punch he just unleashed drained his remaining strength even more. Now, it was hard for him to beat four hands with two fists.
There was no other way, so he simply gave up resistance and hugged Su Wanqing's petite body tightly, wrapping her tightly, and heavy punches and kicks like raindrops all fell on him.
The blood at the corner of his mouth was like broken beads, but he was still holding back; the blood beads connected into a blood line and flowed downwards.
Luo Xichen could no longer feel the pain. His eyes were blood red and gradually blurred, but he still held the important person in his arms tightly, getting tighter and tighter.
Finally - he completely lost consciousness and became motionless.
"Master Xize, he passed out." A man in black reported respectfully.
Caesar watched coldly from the side, his eyes like poisonous snakes, and said: "Pull them apart, tie them up separately, and take them back to the car."
Several men in black struggled for a long time, and then said with troubled expressions: "Master Xize, the hug is too tight, and there is no way I can pull it apart."
The vein on Nishizawa's temple bounced hard and he said angrily: "Then chop off Lucifer's hand!"
"This..." A man in black stood up and said, "Master Nishizawa, this is Chinese territory after all, and it is a public hotel. It will be difficult to clean up the scene if there is too much blood."
After listening to his subordinate's suggestion, Caesar's ferocious expression calmed down a little, and he ordered: "Then use a muscle relaxant and pour it into him."
Among these men in black, one was obviously a pharmacist who was proficient in toxicology. He took out a small bottle and did not really follow Caesar's instructions to "drink it" to Luo Xichen. Instead, he took out another bottle.
The syringe sucked up the medicine in the small bottle and injected it into Luo Xichen.