Chapter 225 Stay Away from Me!

Tong Huaer fell into the back chair and sank beside him, followed by an earth-shattering sound of closing the door!

There was a piercing pain in her wrist. Tong Huaer silently got up and sat up, lowering his head and moving his wrist.

"Young master Zong, they stopped him." Ye Shen got into the car and turned around respectfully.

There was a sudden chill in the air. Tong Huaer was startled and looked up at zong Beili, "What stopped him?"

The man next to her ignored her. Ye Shen turned around and said, "Miss Tong, those two people who were against you just now have been stopped by our people."

"Them?" Tong Huaer opened her eyes wide, and then her eyes turned cold. She had forgotten about those two men!

Tong Huaer turned his head and saw zong beili frowning at her wrist. He asked calmly, "What happened?"

"Ah? It's okay. It was just a little pressure."

Tong Huaer subconsciously wanted to take his hand back, but the man held it like a pair of iron pliers and gave up struggling.

Perhaps it was because of the previous injury to the wrist, and now it would hurt if it was pressed by gravity, but it was not unbearable.

Zongbei gave her a stern look and checked that she was not hurt. Then he released his hand and his handsome face quickly returned to indifference.

"Zong Beili..." Tong Huaer leaned forward.

"Stay away from me!" The man said coldly and looked at Ye Shen expressionless, "Let's go!"

Tong Huaer: ..."

Zong Beili was angry, and Tong Huaer did not dare to disturb him. He turned to look out of the window in a daze.

Suddenly, her shoulder sank. Tong Huaer turned around and saw the man's head on her shoulder. From her angle, she could only see Zong Beili's erect nose.

He told her to stay away from him. Why is he leaning back now?

"Miss Tong, young master Zong hasn't rested for more than twenty hours in a row. Please don't move." Ye Shen's low voice came from the front.

Has Zong Beili not rested for so long?

Tong Huaer raised an eyebrow to show that she knew. After all, even if she asked her to move now, she wouldn't dare.

Ye Shen nodded gratefully at her. Tong Huaer didn't say anything and turned to look out the window.

Fifteen minutes later, the luxury car stopped.

"You're here?" A man's voice came from the side, and his numb shoulders loosened. Zong Beili sat up and coldly dropped, "Get out of the car!"

Tong Huaer rubbed his needle-like shoulder, looked out the window, opened the door and got out of the car.

Zong Beili walked over, grabbed her in his arms and walked towards the warehouse in front of him.

Although he had only rested for a few minutes, there was no sign of fatigue on the man's face. His sharp lines emitted a strong chill, which made him a little frightened in the night.

"Young master Zong!"

The bodyguard at the door bowed respectfully to him.

Zongbei walked in with a stern expression on his face. Tong Huaer looked around. It was an abandoned warehouse with two incandescent lights overhead. It looked like a violent place in a movie.

"Young master Zong."

Several bodyguards lowered their heads and shouted as they moved aside.

Zong Beili loosened her waist. Tong Huaer saw the two men who had just escaped squatting on the ground. Their swollen faces were obviously beaten.

"Bang!"

Zong Beili kicked a chair away and slowly walked up to the two men with his long legs, gradually squatting down.

"Do you know me?"

His deep voice rang from the warehouse.

It was the calm before the storm.

Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili's back, and suddenly she had a feeling that she was about to see this man the angriest time!

"Know... Know..."

Who doesn't know Zong Beili?

The two men fell to their knees with a plop! Trembling, he looked at him, "Young master Zong, it's our fault! Please let us go! We won't dare to do it again!"

"Next time?" Zong Beili looked at them playfully.

"No, no, no! There's no next time! Young master Zong, please! We dare not do it again!"

"Never again!"

The two men kept kowtowing and banging in the warehouse.

Zongbei li jun looked at them expressionlessly and suddenly smiled. He stood up and turned around. He picked up a beer bottle on the table and swung it at the man's head in an instant!

"Touch my woman!"

His fierce roar rang out from the warehouse!

"Bang!" There was a loud crash!

A man's head was smashed and he fell to the ground bleeding.

"..." Tong Huaer covered her mouth in horror and looked at the scene with her eyes wide open

"Young master Zong! Young master Zong! We were wrong..." Another man was so scared that he wet his pants and crawled over to ask him. Zong Beili kicked him away.

"How dare you!"

Zong Beili's lips curled into a bloodthirsty sneer. At this time, the man was no longer a rich man, but a devil from hell.

One after another, a bottle of wine hit the man's head and broke. The bodyguard next to him immediately handed him a new one.

Until there were glass shards all over the floor, Zong Beili stopped panting. The two men on the floor were already dying and could not even hum.

"... Tong Huaer had already turned his head to the other side, and the smell of blood around him reminded him of some bad memories.

Zong Beili stared at the two men on the ground, picked up the broken wine bottle and looked at it faintly. The sharp glass shone with a cold light under the light, reflecting on his face, and the smell of death spread around him.

"Zong... Young master Zong is... We are really wrong..."

The man pleaded angrily.

"Yes." Zong Beili nodded with a faint expression, looked up at him, and said slowly in a low voice, "But I still don't feel relieved. What do you say?"

Of course, he wasn't asking for their opinion.

The man's eyes widened in horror. Zong Beili didn't even look at him. He raised his big hand holding the bottle and stabbed it in his crotch!

"Ah!" There was a shrill scream in the warehouse!

Another man had fainted from fear.

Tong Huaer's face turned pale in an instant. He squinted at zong beili and suddenly turned to run outside!

"Shi!"

Zong Beili turned around to see her back and ran after her.

Tong Huaer ran all the way out of the warehouse, squatted down against the wall, his little hands tightly covering his lips.

"Tong Huaer!" Zong Beili turned her around and stared at her with his dark eyes. A few complicated emotions flashed through his eyes and he growled in a calm voice, "Don't tell you you have to plead for them!"

He knew that this little woman had always been soft-hearted, but if she even asked to invite the person who hurt her, he would really strangle her, this fool!

"I didn't... I... I... Vomit!"

Tong Huaer turned his head and kept retching, his pale little face completely drained of blood under the light.

Zong Beili frowned and cursed in his heart. He forgot about the last time she saw blood vomiting!

"Tong Huaer, stop vomiting!"

"Don't throw up!"

"Fuck! What are you going to do to stop vomiting?"