Like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy, Lin Zhiyang raised his eyelids and tried hard to open his mouth and call his name.
But the pressure on her neck prevented her from making a sound.
I only saw a man walking towards me with long legs out of the circle of light, his face ferocious, and his cold aura as if he came from the Asura Hell.
Lin Zhiyang felt that he was not familiar with this person.
She even wondered if she was hallucinating!
The next second.
Lin Zhiyang only heard a "bang" sound.
The dark shadow in front of her eyes flew away, and the pressure on her neck disappeared.
Oxygen poured into his chest in an instant. Lin Zhiyang breathed heavily, but his legs could not stand at all, and he fell down.
At this time, a big hand grasped her waist, and the next moment she was lifted up horizontally.
The familiar scent of cedar on the man convinced Lin Zhiyang.
This is not an illusion.
Qi Yanchen really appeared and pulled her out of the abyss again.
She subconsciously shrank into his arms, like a frightened elk in the forest, panicked and helpless.
Chang Zhihao was kicked and fell to the ground.
He cursed, "Damn it! Who is it?"
The sudden light just now was too strong.
He didn't even have time to react before he was kicked to the ground. His bones were so painful that they seemed to fall apart.
However, before he had time to stand up, he felt an extremely oppressive black shadow covering him.
He didn't even see the person's face clearly.
But for no apparent reason, a chill ran down his back, making his hair stand on end and his hair standing on end.
The aura was so strong that it made him breathless.
His first reaction was Qi Yanchen.
It is no secret that Qi Yanchen likes Lin Zhiyang.
But this aura is really unlike him.
Chang Zhihao was so nervous that all the blood in his body was flowing backwards. He raised his head tremblingly and looked into a pair of bottomless but bloodshot black pupils.
Chang Zhihao's heart sank, and he stepped back in fear, "Qi...Qi Yanchen."
Darkness easily breeds criminal desires and can also arouse the darkest desires in people's hearts.
At this moment, a bright beam of light shone in the small corridor, dispelling the darkness and allowing Chang Zhihao to regain some of his rationality.
Following Qi Yanchen in was the staff member of the secret room, who used his mobile phone and flashlight to illuminate the way.
In fact, he didn't see what happened at all, and saw Qi Yanchen kicking someone down.
The kick was so hard and fast that the staff were stunned.
Is this still the indifferent and cold Buddhist disciple? Why is he so violent?
He didn't want to watch the show, so he turned around to find the switch for the aisle light.
Chang Zhihao sat on the ground and subconsciously retreated.
However, as soon as he took a step back, his pupils widened.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
His hand was stepped on.
This force was so powerful that his scalp instantly became numb, and the pain soared that he almost fainted.
The handsome man wearing Buddhist beads on his wrist looked at the frightened girl with his deep eyes, feeling her violently beating heartbeat and feeling her panic.
In the dim light, he saw the redness of finger prints on her thin white neck.
The handsome man lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Zhizhi, don't be afraid anymore, I'm here."
"Click, click, click."
The sound of fingers being stepped on and broken could be heard in the air, accompanied by hysterical screams.
When the man looks at the girl in his arms, he is gentle and doting, without concealing his extreme love.
But the long legs wrapped in straight suit pants were exerting force bit by bit, and the movements were extremely cruel, crushing the painful man's fingers on the ground inch by inch.
Gentleness and brutality form the ultimate contrast.
The screams were like a companion's laughter, but the man's eyes did not pay him any attention.
Damn it.
Anyone who hurts him should die.
Environmental factors and physical factors brought Lin Zhiyang to the verge of fainting several times, but her body was not seriously harmed.
After returning to a very safe environment, Lin Zhiyang's condition has improved a lot.
What came to my ears were continuous screams.
It was Chang Zhihao's scream, which seemed to echo three feet around in the small corridor.
It's impossible to ignore.
Lin Zhiyang's beautiful brows wrinkled, wondering what Chang Zhihao was calling.
She raised her head from Qi Yanchen's arms and turned to look at the source of the sound.
But she was held by Qi Yanchen and did not see Chang Zhihao at all.
Chang Zhihao was lying on the ground in pain.
He can obviously resist, he is an adult man.
But the fear from deep inside made him unable to resist.
Because his instinct told him that if he resisted, he might die here.
The person standing in front of him was not a Grand Slam Best Actor in the entertainment industry, nor a cold and desireless Buddhist, but a devil from hell.
Qi Yanchen is that devil.
Deep regret spread in his heart for the first time.
He shouldn't be impulsive!
He has taken advantage of female artists many times in the past and even went against their will, in a semi-forced manner.
Later, he was exposed in a small area in the entertainment industry, and he had no time to act.
He has no regrets.
He just felt that what he did was not clean enough and left a clue.
He even felt that those young artists were just trying to get benefits from him.
But today was different, he encountered a tough challenge.
Not only was Lin Zhiyang tough, Qi Yanchen was also crazy.
His strong desire to survive made him tremble and beg for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong."
Without even questioning or defending, he directly admitted that he had done something wrong.
Because questioning and justification are reserved for normal people, talking to the devil about this will only cause greater harm.
Lin Zhiyang's foxy eyes were filled with doubts.
Qi Yanchen clearly said and did nothing. How could Chang Zhihao be afraid of being like this?
She looked towards Chang Zhihao on the ground, but before she saw it, she heard Qi Yanchen's gentle and magnetic voice saying: "Good boy, don't look at it, it's dirty."
Lin Zhiyang raised her eyes and looked at the man hugging her.
Looking up at this angle, the man's face is still flawless.
An extremely clear jawline, thin lips, high bridge of nose, and thick and long eyelashes.
Lin Zhiyang blinked, his voice dry and hoarse, "He's too noisy, let's go."
The girl had been burying her head in his arms just now, and he could only feel her tense nerves.
At this moment she raised her head, and Qi Yanchen saw the girl's delicate and fair face covered with tears.
The ends of the fox eyes were even half wet and reddish, it was obvious that he had just cried.
The girl was looking at him with her half-moist reddish fox eyes, which was particularly pitiful.
All the anger surged up in an instant.
The man's deep eyes turned scarlet again, and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.
He looked away and looked at Chang Zhihao on the ground.
Lifting his legs, he took another step forward.
The moment Qi Yanchen lifted his feet, Chang Zhihao, whose whole body was already in pain and soaked with sweat, breathed out a sigh of relief.
However, he just wanted to move.
The one who fell from the sky stepped down hard.
At this moment, Lin Zhiyang heard Qi Yanchen's extremely clear and sexy voice, "This way, he won't make any noise."
