Chapter 351

Jos knew that if the other four rushed up, she had no chance of winning. She could only open her mouth and say, "don't look at me like that. I'm saving you. I have AIDS."

Even the wounded Negro was stunned by this.

They squint and think it's impossible, and joss doesn't care whether they believe it or not. He points to the black man and says, "you have my saliva on your hand. The virus has spread. If you don't believe it, you just need to wait a few days to know how terrible your death will be. Now, you can find some special medicine. After all, AIDS has an incubation period, and it hasn't spread yet, It can be treated

The black man stared at his wrist, which was about to lose a piece of meat, and speculated that even if it wasn't this wound, the wound in his stomach was doomed that he couldn't enjoy this woman any more. If he didn't treat it as soon as possible, it would be impossible for him to recover by himself, especially how much glass residue was in the wine bottle.

When Jos said these words, she was just talking nonsense. There was no spot on her body to prove it. If they didn't believe her, they would attack her by force. She couldn't help it.

So she is gambling, gambling that these outlaws are not really afraid of death.

In the end, two white people quit. It's not true that they can't find a woman in the slum. There's no need to take such a risk for a woman. Moreover, the woman's means are cruel. She can't hurt herself for the sake of the last woman. It's not cost-effective.

Two white people quit, and the injured black man was also helped away by his companion. Before leaving, the injured man stared at Jos fiercely, as if to say, when I come back, you will be dead.

Jos choked his neck, pretending not to be afraid.

It's empty, and in the end, there's only one white man left.

That's the first to go to Jos's big yellow tooth.

Knowing that the man was a hungry man, more difficult to deal with than the others, Jos was on the alert, holding the beer bottle tighter in his hand.

Sure enough, the man in English Yin test said: "I'm not afraid of AIDS, beauty, I will let you cool, obediently come."

As soon as he came up, he took Jos's bottle, grabbed it, threw it back, pinched her hair and pushed her to the wall.

His smelly mouth came up to Jos's face, and his hand was on her, trying to pick her clothes.

Jos was mad with anger. She had never suffered such humiliation. She waved her hands and feet and struggled desperately. She thought that if she could not escape and was really spoiled by this man, she would not have to live. It was a good decision to die here.

Even parents may be sad, so is Jing chihan.

Jingchihan... Do you know I'm here? Will you still come to save me?

Can you find me?

She struggled, tears came out, and her face was full of tears. The man tore her clothes and touched her skin

Afternoon, 4:30.

Jing Zhongqing got off the plane and rushed to Jing's mansion nonstop.

Jing Zhentian's residence in the United States, he has always known, but he has never been there. The United States, in disguise, is his home. Here, he can do more.

The car all the way forward, his eyes narrowed, holding a mobile phone, dialing a group of numbers.

Over there, she was quickly picked up: "help me find someone, Chinese. I'll send the information to your email. As soon as possible, I want her to be safe."

The person who answered the phone, without saying a word, was inexplicably ordered, sneered and said something.

Jing Zhongqing was annoyed and said in a cold voice: "the reward is doubled."

This sentence seems to be what the other party wants to hear.

Hang up the phone, Jing Zhongqing rubbed eyebrows, looking at the road outside, told the driver: "faster."

No matter how fast it is, it's not driving. It's drag racing.

The driver murmured in his heart, but he still sped up and didn't dare to delay.

When Jing Zhongqing arrived at Jing's home, it was almost five o'clock. He rushed in without saying a word. His old calm was gone now.

Xue Ying had better be brave, otherwise, what happened to Jos, he will not let her go!

The servant opened the door, but before he could find out the identity of the other party, Jing Zhongqing pushed him away and went in.

In the dining room, Jing Zhentian is having a meal. Recently, he is recovering from illness. He has a meal very early. He usually has dinner before five o'clock and goes to bed before seven o'clock.

When he heard the noise outside the door, he turned his head and thought that Jing chihan had come back. But when he saw the dusty man rushing in, he was shocked.

Although he had not seen him for many years, and although he had been avoiding himself, he recognized Jing Zhongqing at a glance. This is Jing Zhongqing.

Thinking of what Jing zhehan said before, it turns out that what he said is true. Zhong Qing has really come back. Is he here to visit himself? Because of his illness?

Thinking of this, Jing Zhentian's always cold face was relieved for the first time. His hands were shaking and his voice was nervous: "Zhong..."

"Xue Ying." Without a second sentence, Jing Zhongqing asked.

Jing shakes the sky to be stunned, on the face of Jing Rui, gives birth to a trace of blankness.

Jing Zhongqing had no time to talk nonsense with him. He looked at the servant and said, "where's your wife? Where is it? "

Servant, you look at me, I look at you, no words.

Jing Zhongqing had to look at Jing Zhentian again. Seeing that he had recovered his calm and was looking at himself with a twist of his eyebrow, he narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly: "if you can't control a man, you should deal with a woman. It's like this to my mother and it's like this to her. Your husband and wife are really used to doing this kind of thing."

Jing Zhentian didn't know what he wanted to express, and his brow was more and more wrinkled: "I haven't seen you for many years, and you rushed in without saying a word. First of all, you said these words. You don't want to ask my father how he is and how he has been these years..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Jing Zhongqing interrupted his nagging, tone, and a cold: "let Xue Ying out, I'm here to find her."

Although he tried his best to suppress his anger, Jing Zhentian was still angry.

As soon as he patted the table, he gritted his teeth: "Xue Ying, Xue Ying, Xue Ying, how can she be your aunt? You can't have a little respect for her, and there's something about your mother. I'm sorry for her. If you want to hate her, you can hate me..."

Jing Zhongqing was not in the mood to listen to him. He turned and went up to the second floor.

Jing Zhentian yelled: "where are you going! You come down here, Jing Zhongqing! Do you have to be happy to see me die! Jing Zhongqing

How did he shout? Jing Zhongqing went up and opened the doors one by one, but did not find the person he was looking for.

In the master bedroom, the servant was making the bed when someone burst in. The servant was startled and turned to see a man with dark face and deep eyes standing there.