Qiao Ran threw Zuo Chenye away. He just drank a few glasses of champagne. He wasn't really drunk. He was already talking nonsense.
In front of me, there are about a dozen professional thugs.
Even if she had practiced karate diligently in the past three years, she still wouldn't be able to handle so many people at the same time.
What's more, they still have sticks in their hands.
The only way is to capture the thief first, capture the king first, and subdue the leader first.
The bald gangster in the lead waved his stick and rushed towards Qiao Ran.
Qiao Ran ducked out of the way and made a beautiful backhand grab, suppressing the bald gangster's arm, raising his knees and kicking him hard in the stomach several times.
Then, she hit the bald gangster on the back with her elbow with all her strength.
Fast! Cruel! Accurate!
Defeat the leader first, and then find a way to deal with the others.
"Ah." The bald gangster groaned a few times. He bent over in pain and couldn't breathe for a moment. This woman's attack was too cruel.
Seeing this, the other gangsters picked up their sticks and rushed forward.
Qiao Ran only wanted to subdue the bald gangster, but the others surrounded her and she had no time to care.
Seeing that a stick was about to hit her, Zuo Chenye joined the fight at the right time and knocked the young gangster to the ground with a few punches.
The two of them cooperated with each other tacitly, and soon, several gangsters were knocked to the ground.
Then, Qiao Ran exchanged glances with Zuo Chenye, had a quick fight, got in the car and left, it was pointless to keep arguing.
Soon, two more gangsters were kicked to the ground by Zuo Chenye.
At this time, the bald gangster who was first knocked to the ground by Qiao Ran finally regained his breath.
He couldn't swallow this breath, so while Qiao Ran was fighting with another gangster, he sneaked behind her, cursed "stinky bitch", picked up the stick, and was about to hit Qiao Ran on the back of the head.
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Zuo Chenye glanced sideways and saw that he was distracted. First, he was punched in the chest by the gangster in front of him, and he groaned.
Just before her eyes, the bald gangster's stick was about to fall towards her.
Zuo Chenye's eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he pounced on her and pushed her away.
However, at this time, it was too late to dodge the attacking stick.
His head was hit hard by the stick.
Qiao Ran was pushed aside by Zuo Chenye. Seeing that Zuo Chenye had received a blow from the bald gangster, she suddenly raised her leg and made a perfect downward slash, knocking the bald gangster to the ground again.
At this time, the alarm bell in the basement rang harshly.
Maybe someone was passing by and saw a fight in the garage and sounded the alarm.
Soon, security guards from the convention and exhibition center arrived one after another.
Except for the little gangster who fell to the ground in a mess and couldn't get up for a while, the rest of the gangsters saw this and quickly escaped from the emergency exit.
"Get in the car quickly." Zuo Chenye covered the back of his head that was attacked.
"good."
Qiao Ran pressed the car lock and opened the door.
The two got into the car quickly, Qiao Ran stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the underground garage quickly.
After driving off the ground, luckily the hotel is not far away and we can get there soon.
Qiao Ran glanced at him while driving. The light in the car was too dark at night, and she couldn't see clearly his condition in the passenger seat. She asked, "How are you? Is it okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"No. I'm fine." Zuo Chenye shook his head. His palms clearly felt sticky. There should be bleeding on the back of his head, but it wouldn't be too serious.
He was careless just now. After all, there were so many people on the other side. It was difficult to take into account every aspect.
Qiao Ran drove the car back to the hotel as quickly as possible, parked the car, and opened the door.
Zuo Chenye got out of the car with one hand covering the back of his head.
When he entered the elevator, the light was bright enough, and Qiao Ran saw bright red blood oozing out from between his slender fingers.
She whispered, "You're bleeding! You should have gone directly to the hospital to get bandaged just now."
"It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury. I have a medical kit in my room. Just take care of it yourself." Zuo Chenye raised the corners of his lips and glanced at her seductively, "But I need Miss Qiao's help."
Qiao Ran bit his lip. What he made was a reasonable request.
When the elevator reached the top floor, the elevator door opened.
Zuo Chenye's feet suddenly softened and he leaned against her. His handsome face showed a trace of helplessness, "I'm sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable suddenly. My legs are weak. Maybe I ran out of strength just now. Please help me, Miss Qiao."
Qiao Ran took a deep breath and held back his emotions.
She looked sideways at his whole body, and could only reach out her arms to hug him and help him out of the elevator.
Forget it, now is not the time to argue with him, knowing that he is just pretending.
After all, he was injured because of her, and those gangsters just came for her. Moreover, he was hit in the back of the head by the bald gangster in order to push her away. Otherwise, she would be the injured person now.
The blow he received just now was probably not serious. He had already avoided it to some extent.
She knew that his karate level was very high.
After finally getting him to the presidential suite, she let him sit on the sofa.
"Where is the medical kit? I'll get it." she asked.
"The TV cabinet is the first one on the left." He leaned against the back of the sofa and rested for a while.
Qiao Ran got the medical kit and opened it. Sure enough, it contained alcohol, iodophor, gauze, anti-inflammatory powder, and even some basic injections.
She walked up to him and removed his palm.
When she saw his palms stained with bright red blood, her pupils shrank slightly.
The wound was a little more serious than she expected.
Fortunately, it wasn't hurt too deeply.
She first cleaned his wounds one by one with iodophor, then evenly sprinkled anti-inflammatory powder. Then, she covered the wound with gauze and fixed it slightly with tape.
After taking care of it, she looked at the blood on his hands and said, "Go and wash your hands yourself."
"I'm a little tired and don't want to move," he said ruthlessly.
"..."
Qiao Ran was speechless, turned around and went to the bathroom, wet the towel and brought it over, handed it to him, "Wipe it yourself."
Zuo Chenye looked at her leisurely, stretched out his hand to take the towel, and wiped his fingers clean one by one.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a slight scar on her arm, a bloodstain. Although it was not deep, it was not shallow either.
His eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of distress flashed across his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pull her sharply.
She was caught off guard, pulled down by him, and fell into his arms.
Just when I wanted to resist, I heard him speak softly.