Chapter 27

Damn it, this woman is the one he likes. How dare this bastard hurt her like this!

It's like dying!

The woman he likes has to be picked up by himself, and he can't be bullied by others!

"Shut up!" Beiming cold forcibly picked up her struggling girl and walked into the bedroom.

Gu Qingxin hears the voice of Beiming cold, and thinks that she has an illusion. Because she is too frightened, she is shaking all over.

The rope used by Meng Zhenglin to tie Gu Qingxin is thin and strong. The more you struggle, the tighter the rope will be. Gu Qingxin's originally thin and white wrist has been deeply pulled in by the rope, leaving a sharp bloodstain.

Beiming cold quickly untied the rope on her hand, looked at the blood trace winding down, the murderous in her eyes was more serious

Beiming said coldly to the outside, "tell Bai Jingqing to roll over right away!"

Only when I look up can I find that Gu Qingxin has passed out completely.

Beiminghan wanted to go out and clean up the Meng immediately, but looked at her in a mess. Her clothes were almost torn, showing a large white skin.

Beiming coldly scolded, took off her white shirt, picked her up and put her on her body, tied the buttons clumsily, and looked at her face, which was swollen into a bun. He still remembered how beautiful the little face was and how good the touch was!

Straight up, he looked at Gu again and fell in love for a while, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.

as like as two peas, he had a wolf head tattoo on his back, which occupied the most of his back, and was exactly the same as the tattoo that he had absorbed in his lower abdomen.

Meng Zhenglin died and survived in pain. He didn't know what his baby was like. He only knew that his hands were full of blood when he raised them.

The general's huge body was sitting next to him, and his eyes were fixed on him like a steel cone, as if he would jump up and kill him without hesitation as long as he dared to move.

Beiming cold came out of the bedroom. He looked at the tools on the ground, bent over and picked up a whip. At night seven, he immediately asked two bodyguards to stand up the half dead man who was already in pain. Beiming cold raised his whip and directly whipped him.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa......"

In the blink of an eye, Meng Zhenglin has been drawn even though he doesn't know his mother.

For the first time in many years, Beiming cold punishes a person. Before he wanted to punish anyone, he was executed by his subordinates, never by himself.

Beiming cold looks at the half dead man who is drawn by him, raises his leg, and directly kicks him to fly.

"Bang!" Meng Zhenglin's body bumped into the opposite wall. When he fell down, his blood spurted out and his body convulsed violently.

Beiming cold threw down the bloody whip in his hand, and his eyes were like Shura in the dark night. Coldly, he said, "all the things on the ground will be used by me on him again! Don't kill it! "

"Yes!" After listening to this, he immediately went to do it. First he gave Meng Zhenglin some medicine to make sure that he would not die. Then he was dragged over. One of the bodyguards picked up a thing on the ground and went to him

"Why hasn't Bai Jingqing arrived?" The cold in the north looks at night seven.

"Already on the way." Night seven bowed his head and replied respectfully.

"I can't make it in three minutes, so he won't have to see me again!" After Beiming cold finished, he quickly stepped into the bedroom.

Night seven, "..."

Beiming cold goes back to the bedroom, looks at the girl's embarrassed appearance on the bed, and has a stab in his heart