Ximen Longting turned the ring and pondered for a moment: "Listen to her."
Wilson took out the key and was about to step forward to untie the wolf.
"Give me the key and I'll do it."
Wilson hesitated.
"This is my business, no one of you can interfere!"
Taking the key, Jing Jiaren squatted down and opened Cang Lang's anklet...
Click.
As the bracelet was opened, Jing Jiaren's neck was strangled by a big hand in the flash of lightning.
She immediately choked and coughed, and her body was strangled by the wolf and lifted up.
Wilson and the bodyguard immediately picked up their pistols.
Ximen Longting's movements were like lightning, Cang Lang avoided them coldly and said: "Whoever comes near me, I will kill her."
Jing Jiaren was confused for a moment, and her face turned pale.
"Canglang, our Miss Jing trusts you so much!"
More than a dozen guns were pointed at the wolf.
His clown mask had a big red mouth, like a scary devil: "Trust? It's just that she trusted the wrong person."
"..."
"My life has been sold to the devil."
"..."
"Talk about trusting the devil, hahaha."
The deep laughter cracked people's eardrums, it was eerie and creepy.
Sold to the devil? What's going on?
"You dare to touch her," Ximen Longting's pupils tightened, and he was cruel and bloodthirsty, "I will make you have no way to heaven and no way to hell!"
"If you don't want me to hurt her, everyone should stay ten meters away from me."
Cang Lang's long sharp nails pierced Jing Jiaren's throat.
Blood secreted out, Jing Jiaren closed her eyes in pain...
A dull pain erupted from deep within his body, and his limbs began to roll.
"ah……"
Jing Jiaren cried out in pain.
Why does it happen at this time?
"Don't look at me..." Jing Jiaren grabbed her hair with both hands while she still had some sense, "Wilson... let him go..."
Don't look at her, she looked crazy and ugly when she got sick.
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip with her teeth, and blood immediately overflowed...
This was the first time she had an attack in front of Ximen Longting.
She hid it before...
"Canglang, if you don't help me... I won't force you... just leave..."
"..."
"Let's go... let him go -"
Wilson held the gun and didn't know what to do. Ximen Longting's figure suddenly jumped up, like a wild wolf rushing towards him.
Jing Jiaren's neck was released and she fell heavily to the ground.
Ximen Longting did not reach out to grab her waist and hold her in his arms.
"Don't look at me..."
"Please..."
"Ah...ah——"
It was as if all the bones in her body had been shattered, crushed and ground bit by bit, and her internal organs were squeezed and torn. She curled up into a pitiful ball in pain.
Even breathing was so painful that she didn't want to be born.
"Give me an injection..." Jing Jiaren trembled in his arms, "under the bed... please!"
Ximen Longting held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and blend her into one body.
I want to feel her pain, how painful it is... I want to bear all the pain on her behalf.
"What are you still doing? Go get the tranquilizer!" he shouted at Wilson.
Suddenly a dark shadow flashed across the room, Cang Lang leaned down and pinched Jing Jiaren's neck with his fingers.
Her vision went dark, and Jing Jiaren fainted with a pale face.
"Put her in the sauna and steam her." Cang Lang's hoarse voice sounded.
No one has reacted yet.
"Go quickly - it will be too late and the cold will bite her, and she will go blind and deaf."