Ximen Longting grabbed Jian Chenche's collar and punched him hard.
His wrist was easily intercepted, and Jian Chenche looked at him calmly: "What does it have to do with me?" If you are unhappy, why should you hit me?
Ximen Longting threw him to the back of the chair and grabbed Wilson.
Wilson, who had been punched several times, was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then he looked up and was hit on the face again. His teeth were almost cracked.
Hello, young master...
Wilson feels that he should always bring a sandbag with him when he goes out from now on.
Fortunately, he has a strong physique and has been honed for many years to become invulnerable...
Otherwise, if he was punched and kicked like this by Ximen Longting, he would have gone to the hospital long ago.
Jian Chenche moved his position silently and sat far away.
Ximen Longting stared out the window with deep eyes, yelled a few times with his cell phone, and kicked towards the front seat.
The force of the foot was so terrible that the driver fell forward along with the entire back of the seat.
squeak——
The jeep passed several cars in a thrilling manner and stopped on the side of the road.
Wilson wiped his sweat and said, "Master, we're here."
Several bodyguard cars have already parked at the entrance of the pub, and they have already rushed in to find someone...
Ximen Longting got out of the car, his whole body filled with terrible anger, and ran quickly towards the tavern.
Wilson ran up with a few personal bodyguards.
A report came from the Bluetooth headset. Wilson quickened his pace and rushed to Ximen Longting, who was grabbing and beating the receptionist: "Master, we have found Miss Jing. She is in private room 108."
Ximen Longting was stunned for a moment.
Wilson added: "Miss Jing is seriously injured...you...have to be mentally prepared."
Ximen Longting immediately let go of his hand, his finger bones still stained with blood, and ran towards the inside.
Everyone who gets in the way will be caught and thrown far away by him...
The door of 108 was open, and several bodyguards were standing at the door with heavy faces.
Ximen Longting's footsteps suddenly stopped.
My heart felt as if it had been cut by a sharp knife!
His whole body was covered in sweat, his handsome face was numb and hollow, and his red eyes were as cold as hell.
Wilson opened the door quietly: "Master?"
There were two bodyguards standing in front of the sofa in the room. They had just found Jing Jiaren. Seeing the scene in front of them, they didn't know what to do.
Ximen Longting walked in silently, stood in front of the sofa, and looked at the scene in front of him, dumbfounded for dozens of seconds!
Jing Jiaren had a broken glass bottle stuck on her chest, with blood splattering everywhere. One of her hands was still stiffly grasping the mouth of the bottle.
This proves that she inserted the wine bottle herself.
The other hand is hanging down, as if trying to grab something...
On the ground was a cell phone stained with blood.
There was a call on the phone, but there was blood blooming on the screen.
Jing Jiaren had her eyes closed, half of her face was swollen, and the sofa on her body was covered in dazzling red. But her face was very peaceful, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, like a daisy stained by blood...
Wilson turned his head and saw that Ximen Longting's expression was dull and expressionless.
He was about to call him tentatively...
Ximen Longting's face, like a stone statue, suddenly began to crack and twist.
There was deep pain in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to collapse...
"Where is the doctor!!!!!!!!!"
"Don't touch her!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"No one is allowed to touch her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"