Zhan Fengling was angry when she saw those men squatting on the ground and pretending to be quails. She didn't care too much, got up, rolled up her sleeves, and said to three of the men who looked capable of fighting: "You'd better hide under the table."
Okay. If someone steals your wife from now on, don’t come forward, you weakling!"
After scolding, Zhan Fengling rushed over to join the battle.
Seeing Zhan Fengling coming over, Kevin shouted helplessly: "You are a pregnant woman, please take care of the child!"
Zhan Fengling raised his eyebrows, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Don't worry, my child is just like me, super resistant."
After saying that, Zhan Feng Ling also took action quickly.
She moves so fast that most people can't stop her.
Especially since these gangsters were not professionally trained, she cooperated with Kevin and defeated the gangsters in a few clicks.
"I can't tell, but you're pretty awesome." Kevin and Zhan Fengzhong pressed their backs against each other and said with a smile.
Zhan Fengling raised his eyebrows and said with some pride, "That's necessary. I've been professionally trained."
"We call the police," Kevin said.
Zhan Fengling frowned. When she thought of calling the police, wouldn't her identity be exposed?
Kevin saw that Zhan Fengchi didn't take action immediately, and thought of what she just said about hiding her identity, Kevin said with a smile: "It's not convenient for me to call the police, so let's go first and let these people call the police."
As he spoke, Kevin pointed at one of the women, winked and smiled seductively: "Miss, if it's convenient, please call the police. They have no fighting power. Everyone is safe."
The woman couldn't stand Kevin's beauty trap, so she held her face stupidly, nodded and said with a smile: "I'll call the police right now."
When the woman called the police, Kevin took Zhan Fengling's hand and quickly entered the elevator.
When the elevator was approaching the first floor, Zhan Fengling noticed that her hand was a little sticky. She looked down and saw that it was blood.
"You...you...why are you bleeding here? Is your wrist injured?" Zhan Fengling held Kevin's hand and checked quickly.
Sure enough, his wrist was injured.
"It's okay...it's a small injury." Kevin coughed slightly, with some beads of sweat on his forehead.
Zhan Fengling didn't believe it was okay. She had been injured and knew how painful it was.
"Don't move yet, we'll go to the hospital to deal with it," Zhan Fengling said.
However, Kevin shook his head, "No, my fans will know when I go to the hospital. You won't understand my influence in Saudi Arabia."
"Then... we can't let him bleed to grow old, okay?" Zhan Fengling asked.
"Of course we can't let it go. Will you bandage it when we go to the hotel?" the man asked.
Zhan Fengling nodded, "I know how to treat wounds. Let me help you."
"Okay, thank you very much." Kevin frowned.
After Zhan Fengling nodded, he kept pressing Kevin's wound with his hand to help him stop the bleeding.
When the two entered the hotel, they did not know that a reporter was following them.
Because the wound was being pressed, the other party thought that Zhan Fengling and Kevin were closely intertwined, so they sent the photo at that time.
The title is: Kevin hides his beauty in a golden house in Saudi Arabia, and his little wife looks graceful.
"Kevin, please sit down first and don't let the wound touch the water." Zhan Fengling warned while checking the hemostatic medicine in the medicine box.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Kevin's voice was a little low, and he leaned back on the sofa.