Chapter 432

Housekeeper Ren's eyes were shining when he was hit. Qiao Ansheng had hit the bridge of his nose just now. At this time, he was hit again.

Blood gushed out immediately. He snorted stiffly. His nose was full of strong bloody gas. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick blood

Only by virtue of instinct, when choking and bleeding, he stretched out his arm, and his backhand shone on Qin Yanchen in the blood blurred line of sight.

Qin Yanchen grabbed his outstretched arm and leaned down. The man went up head-on, put his back against him, and rammed an elbow to Ren's rib!

Housekeeper Ren felt the lightning pain all the way to his brain. He ate painfully and sucked in his cool breath. He wanted to move, but Qin Yanchen grabbed his wrist in his hand.

Qin Yanchen pinched his wrist and pulled it down hard. With a click, the fragile joints had twisted and dropped down.

Housekeeper Ren could no longer hold the dagger in his hand. With a clatter, the dagger fell to the ground.

Qin Yanchen snorted coldly, then turned around and stuck Ren housekeeper's neck with one hand. His palm was cruel, grabbed Ren housekeeper's throat, and the muscles on his arm burst out.

He stubbornly butted up the upper body of any housekeeper.

Housekeeper Ren was choked speechless and his throat bone clucked.

I heard Qin Yanchen's cold voice ringing in my ears, like squeezing out from between my teeth: "does it feel good to pinch people's throat?"

Qin Yanchen forced his fingers, and his nails got stuck in the flesh and blood of housekeeper Ren. Housekeeper Ren, in the shackles, subconsciously glanced at the other side.

Yao man has disappeared. I think he should have escaped.

He sighed with relief, and his eyes became fearless. He broke Qin Yanchen's hand and squeezed out a smile from his throat with full provocation.

"Good... I feel good... I just can't strangle her directly..."

As soon as housekeeper Ren's voice fell, Qin Yanchen's fist had been smashed down in his face!

It was another punch, and the fist and flesh squeezed out a slight sound. Qiao Ansheng on one side was a little frightened.

Housekeeper Ren's face was covered with blood. He could not make a sound, but he still looked at Qin Yanchen provocatively. His throat bones were about to be crushed by Qin Yanchen.

But Wu Zi was laughing, staring at Qin Yanchen in his mouth full of blood foam.

"Really... Really regret... I knew I should have taken her to jump and jump down together. You little... Little rabbit, if you have the ability, you will kill me and kill me..."

Qin Yanchen waved his fist again.

Housekeeper Ren finally couldn't make any sound. Blood flowed all over his face. His mouth was full of blood.

"You don't deserve..."

He said coldly.

At this time, the reason why housekeeper Ren is still provoking himself is that he wants to extricate himself by his own hand. Qin Yanchen is not as good as him.

His hands can't be stained with the dirty blood of these people. He has to hug Qiao Ansheng later.

So Qin Yanchen just glanced at Ren housekeeper coldly and cruelly. When the blood on Ren housekeeper's face was about to drop on him, he quickly and disgusted to release his hand.

Housekeeper Ren fell softly to the ground, and the bodyguards rushed up.

Qin Yanchen took a look at the struggling housekeeper Ren, who was pressed on the ground. He disdained to twist his wrist, pull off his tie and wipe the stains on his hands at will.

He turned around and stared down at the housekeeper Ren who was held down on the ground:

"You'll spend the rest of your life in prison until you die."

After a pause, Qin Yanchen glanced around. Yao man was not there. He snorted coldly and looked at housekeeper Ren as if he were looking at a mass of rotten garbage at his feet.

"I'll send her in with you."

Housekeeper Ren twitched uncontrollably. His throat bone was almost pinched by Qin Yanchen. Now he can only make a rough roar similar to that of a beast.

"You... You... Ah..."

Qin Yanchen didn't care about him anymore. Instead, he threw away his tie and turned around. Qiao Ansheng stood not far away, his eyes moist and red, like a clear spring of water.

Qin Yanchen took off his coat when he was fighting. It was a clean white shirt.

In this way, Qin Yanchen dared to open his arms to Qiao Ansheng: "Sheng Sheng, it's all right."

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly scratched during the fight just now. With a little blood, he also lined his lips more yin. He slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

"Come here..."

Qiao Ansheng burst into tears with hot and sour liquid at the bottom of her eyes. She plunged her head into the man's arms.

The cold aroma came to Qiao Ansheng's face. The overbearing occupied Qiao Ansheng's whole nasal cavity. The man's hand was on her back, and Qiao Ansheng couldn't stop shaking.

At this time, she was a little afraid.

I think of the thrilling feeling of being pressed against my neck by the tip of the knife just now, and the suffocation of my throat.

"Don't be afraid. It's all right. It's all right."

Qin Yanchen hugged her and felt her trembling frequency, distressed and remorseful.

He pulled the man out of his arms and reached out to wipe her tears. He suddenly remembered that his hand had pinched Ren housekeeper just now. He could not help frowning and pulling his sleeve.

Gently wiped away her tears: "don't cry, I want to kill as soon as you cry."

Qiao Ansheng is not a person who likes to cry, but just now in that situation, she was a little uncontrollable. At this time, she was raised her head, saw the tears, pouted immediately and said, "I didn't cry!"

"Well, I didn't cry."

Qin Yanchen lifted her chin and rubbed the wound on her neck with his fingertips. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but there was some blood. It still hurt Qin Yanchen and made his heart twitch.

He couldn't help looking back again and looked at Ren housekeeper angrily and hatefully.

Qiao Ansheng didn't feel much. At that time, the tip of the knife was just too sharp. She scratched her. She shook her head and sucked her nose.

"There's nothing else. Don't be surprised."

She stretched out her hand to hold Qin Yanchen's hand. Qin Yanchen hid for a while, changed his other hand, wiped the blood on his hand, and then safely held it for her.

"No, I'd better go and have a look."

The man's eyebrows were soft, but he rejected Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng grabbed his hand with his back hand. The small wound on her body was not as deep as the wound on Qin Yanchen's hand.

Qin Yanchen was in a hurry just now. He couldn't vent his anger. In order to control his emotions, he could only use all his strength to hold the glass.

Therefore, the palm was pierced with some blood, and the blood had dried up. Qiao Ansheng pinched the hand and gently pinched his tiger's mouth.