Han Xiao had no choice but to follow Zhuang nixuan's advice and ask other people in the hotel with her.

But after asking all the people he met, no one noticed Yu Mingxi he was looking for.

When Han Xiao was so anxious that he was about to collapse, he suddenly received a message from a strange number on his mobile phone.

Two pictures are attached to the message. The first picture shows the door of a room in the hotel.

When opening the second picture, Han Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.

The picture impressively shows Fang Liang and Yu Mingxi embracing each other, and Fang Liang is kissing Yu Mingxi's face

"What's the matter? Brother Han?" Zhuang nixuan suddenly asked, "is there any news about Mingxi?"

Although Zhuang nixuan stood beside Han Xiao, she just couldn't see the message content displayed in Han Xiao's mobile phone from her angle. She only saw Han Xiao's face suddenly became extremely ugly after unlocking the mobile phone screen and viewing the message, with cold light in her eyes.

Han Xiao didn't answer Zhuang nixuan's words. He turned around and ran to the elevator.

Zhuang nixuan's face was so confused and worried that she couldn't think more. She hurried up and squeezed in at the moment when the elevator door closed.

Zhuang nixuan was hurt by the elevator door. When she blocked the elevator door, she was too anxious and used a lot of strength. Some of her arms hurt, but when she raised her eyes and looked at Han Xiao, she found that Han Xiao's eyes were lax and she couldn't see her at all.

"Brother Han..." Zhuang nixuan opened her mouth, cried sadly, but closed her mouth again. She noticed that Han Xiao was tight all over, clutching his own mobile phone, and her fingers seemed to be shaking.

"Did something happen?" Zhuang nixuan asked again reluctantly, but still didn't get any response.

The anxiety on Han Xiao's face became more and more obvious. The whole person seemed to be trapped in a huge dilemma. At this time, he couldn't see anyone in his eyes. He only stared at the flashing floor buttons.

After a while, he suddenly slapped the floor key area, and the elevator shook.

Zhuang nixuan was startled, hugged her shoulders and looked at Han Xiao in horror.

At present, Han Xiao is really full of death. His lips are white and blue, and his expression is hard and stiff. He is like Shura coming out of hell. His whole body constantly sends out a strong killing intention. Zhuang nixuan can't help but step back and almost retreat to the other corner. When the elevator finally reaches the floor where Han Xiao is going.

Out of the elevator, Han Xiao walked with wind and long legs. He ran continuously through two corridors and stopped in front of a room No. 1908.

Zhuang nixuan follows very hard. She is not in good health now. No matter how hard she tries to catch up, she also falls a distance. She barely keeps up with Han Xiao, but only keeps up with the general direction.

When Han Xiao stopped, she and he were still more than ten steps away. She could only watch him kick the door with his feet and startled the waiter on this floor. The waiter couldn't stop Han Xiao and hurriedly called the security guard.

Before the security guard arrived, the door of 1908 was finally opened.

The owner of the room is Fang Liang. His upper body is naked and dripping with water, and his lower body is only wrapped in a bath towel.

Fang Liang opened the door with an unhappy face and was ready to scold the uninvited guest who dared to disturb his rest. However, he was stunned when he saw Han Xiao standing outside the door.

"Ah Xiao? Is it you?" Fang Liang said in surprise, "how do you..."

Before he finished, he was pushed aside by Han Xiao.

Han Xiao walked into the room with a calm face.

The security guard and waiter who wanted to follow up and stop him let Fang Liang persuade him to go.

Although Fang Liang doesn't understand how Han Xiao knocked on his door in the middle of the night, they, public figures in the entertainment industry, care most about their own image and reputation. If they can make less trouble, they will make less trouble. Of course, they don't want outsiders to get involved in their own circle.

Because he was the owner of the house, he said it was all right, and the security guard and waiter withdrew at ease.

After persuading others to leave, Fang Liang habitually looked around the door and suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhuang nixuan walking this way from the corridor. He was even more surprised, "Ni Xuan, why are you here?"

"I came with brother Han. He, he came..." Zhuang nixuan paused, shook his head at Fang Liang and urged, "don't worry about me. Go and see brother Han first. His situation is not quite right. I'll come right away and leave a door for me."

As soon as Fang Liang heard this, he immediately felt the seriousness of the matter. He quickly turned around and covered a crack in the door. He stepped on water stained slippers and quickly turned back to the room.

As soon as he went inside, before he could shout "ah Xiao", he was hit head-on by a heavy fist. The whole man was almost knocked out and fell heavily to the wall.

Fang Liang, whose nose was badly hurt, got up shakily from the ground, stretched out his hand and touched the blood of his hand. He suddenly felt that the bridge of his nose was tingling, as if he had been broken by someone.

Fang Liang was also a man. For some reason, he was punched and seriously injured. Moreover, he was still an old friend he knew. Even considering Han Xiao's identity, he was angry. "Ah Xiao, what's the matter with you?! why did you start beating people without saying a word?!"

His face was almost covered by the blood gushing from his nose, and his eyes were stained with some blood. His vision was a little blurred. He narrowed for a while before he could focus. Han Xiao clenched his fist with one hand and another finger. At this time, he nestled at the head of the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, lowered his head and said nothing to Yu Mingxi.

His face was livid, he waved his right fist again, scolded Fang Liang in a cold voice and asked, "did you move her?! dare you move her?! do you know she is -"

"Don't! Brother Han!" Zhuang nixuan's voice sounded anxiously in the room. She finally arrived. Seeing such a messy scene, her heart jumped. She quickly stopped Han Xiao who wanted to do it again, kept winking and whispered, "brother Han, calm down. Mingxi, Mingxi, she's still here. Mingxi won't want to see you like this."

Han Xiao's strength did not decrease and even wanted to push Zhuang nixuan away. Zhuang nixuan immediately hugged his arm, shook his head, then looked at Yu Mingxi sitting at the head of the bed and shouted, "Mingxi, Mingxi, have a word!"

Yu Mingxi still hung his head. It seemed that no one could hear and there was no movement.

When Han Xiao saw her, he felt his heart hurt like a knife. His strong anger and hatred were about to distort his handsome face. He raised his hand and pushed Zhuang nixuan away, took a big step, clenched his fists and walked towards Fang Liang.

Fang Liang felt the strange appearance of Han Xiao and was shocked by his fierce appearance. He covered his bloody nose and stepped back. His face was puzzled and inexplicably beaten. Moreover, Zhuang nixuan was still on the scene and was seen as embarrassed. Even if he was shaking, his words showed displeasure, "Ah Xiao, we are all brothers, we all know and respect you. But these things are my personal life and my hobbies. Why do they hinder you? Don't you know all my things? I move women other than my wife. Who doesn't know in this circle? I'm good. You didn't care before. Why are you so on the line now? Too It's over! What's the matter with me touching her? It's not your woman who moves. As for you -- "

Fang Liang's voice stopped suddenly. He was hit by Han Xiao's heavy fist again, and half of his face was almost crooked.

Han Xiao punches too fast. Zhuang nixuan, a weak woman with cancer, can't stop it.

Fang Liang was beaten dizzy. He didn't have time to say a scold, so he heard a cold and sharp word fall down.

"She is my wife!" Han Xiao grabbed Fang Liang's neck, dragged the man from the ground and carried him to Yu Mingxi.

"You, what are you talking about? What is she?" Fang Liang looked shocked. His swollen eyes looked back and forth at Han Xiao and Yu Mingxi in front of him, "Xiao Yu, she's yours... No, it's impossible. How can you? You and Ni Xuan are... How did you marry a woman? Don't you always love Ni Xuan? Xiao, what are you kidding? How can your wife be Xiao Yu?"

Fang Liang was completely confused. He didn't even care about the pain and blood on his face. The news surprised and surprised him more than Han Xiao's sudden attack on him.

Han Xiao has no intention to spend more time with Fang Liang. He grabs the person, presses it in the corner and hits it again.

Fang Liang is not his opponent at all, not to mention being hurt first. At the moment, he has no resistance. He is like a fish pressed on the chopping board, which is about to be cut into a dead fish.

Han Xiao's fists were as dense as raindrops, and he greeted Fang Liang on his face and body. Fang Liang kept wailing.

"... no! No, no, don't fight, ah Xiao! I don't know she's yours... I don't know, I really don't know. If you know, I won't... ah! No... don't fight! Stop! Han Xiao! If you and you fight me again, I will, I will sue you and sue you for wounding..."

Han Xiao turned a deaf ear. His fist became heavier and harder, but no matter how he beat Fang Liang, his hatred and pain did not decrease at all, but more and more.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Zhuang nixuan couldn't persuade Han Xiao. She rushed back to the head of the bed, grabbed Yu Mingxi's arm, shook her vigorously, and shouted anxiously, "Mingxi, Mingxi! Have a word! What's the matter with you?! no matter what happens now, no matter what you and director Fang have done, you can't take care of it now. Save brother Han. Do you want to see him kill people?! even if brother Han has the ability to kill people again, he will go to jail! Do you really want to watch brother Han kill director Fang, Spend the rest of your life in prison?! if you still love brother Han and care about him, stop him! Don't let him die in vain, I beg you! Yu Mingxi... "

Zhuang nixuan's throat was almost dumb. Yu Mingxi, who had been nestled at the head of the bed and her head buried in her arms, finally moved, and she slowly raised her head.