A pair of arms belonging to a boxer took the opportunity to hug Gu Chen's arms from behind. His neck muscles tightened and he hit Gu Chen's head hard with his own head.
Seeing this, Zou Zhengrui's eyes darkened. He picked up the modern abstract painting hanging on the wall and hit the boxer's head with such force that the plexiglass of the frame shattered and the whole frame looked funny.
Hold the boxer's neck.
The scene was chaotic. The sounds of fighting and roaring made the clerk standing outside the door twist up bags containing several sets of luxury brand-name women's clothing, scream and run towards the elevator.
If the opportunity to take hostages is lost, then the only option is to rush forward desperately.
It is not a good thing to cause death here, and considering the identities of everyone present, it is even less likely that people will actually die.
Gu Chen intended to beat the other party to death, but the other party saw their weakness and concentrated their attack on Wei Dong and the three of them. They were eager to escape, and the attack was so severe that Wei Dong and the three of them were punched many times.
arrive.
"Let them go." Duan Zhao'an spoke up to stop Gu Chen, "They just want to come and cause trouble. They don't want to kill anyone, so let them go."
Rather than making a big fuss with these people, Duan Zhaoan is more inclined to find out who is behind them. Gu Chen usually obeys Duan Zhaoan's arrangements in such matters, and after hearing the words, he deliberately lets the other party have a chance to escape.
Wei Dong was severely beaten, and his right cheek was already swollen. When he saw the opponent running away from the door, he couldn't hold his breath and moved his feet to chase him out, "Damn it, don't run away if you have the guts!"
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"Dongzi, come back." Duan Zhaoan called to Wei Dong who was still trying to chase him out. His face was rubbed by the boxer, leaving very obvious scratches on his originally fair skin.
Zou Zhengrui stopped Wei Dong, who was still jumping, and said helplessly: "Are you sure that without... the help of this young lady, you can still survive to this day? You are so brave, Zhao'an didn't even catch up."
Miss..., Gu Chen has always been a little sensitive to this title. He couldn't help but frown, walked to Duan Zhaoan, raised his hand and touched his cheek, "I'm afraid it will swell tomorrow."
The intimate gestures and distressed tone could not help but surprise the three people who came here specially. They were all too surprised just now, but now they have calmed down.
With a scarf, he tore off an arm of a fist, with a grapple hand, he beat the boxer who injured Wei Dong until he was still being supported by his companions... and then with a lift of his foot, he kicked the entire coffee table back, the most powerful blow.
The opponent who should be the boxing champion couldn't get up even after being hit for half the time...
In just half an hour, they were so shocked that they... calmed down.
The living room was filled with the smell of blood, and even the ceiling was splattered with blood. Duan Zhaoan opened the French sliding door, and the cold wind carrying snowflakes blew in. The cold wind immediately diluted the bloody smell in the living room.
Walking to Gu Chen's side, he pressed his thin lips slightly and said calmly: "We can't sleep here. Let's go to a hotel to sleep for the night."
"Hotel? Why are you going to a hotel? Come to my house! My house is big enough! The room is big enough to sleep in!" Wei Dong said loudly while stroking his still slightly dizzy head.
Zou Zhengrui smiled coldly, "You think you haven't hit him enough, right? Your head isn't dizzy yet?" He was right when he said that Wei Dong had a low IQ, and he actually dared to hit the boxer's head with his head.
