Chapter 128

"Get out! Don't touch me!" But it's good that Huo Ze didn't get close, as soon as he got close to Su Yanrui, he was like a frightened bird, facing everyone present than the beer bottle.

"It's me." Huo Ze frowned, this woman is definitely not a soft persimmon, it's just what made her border town like this, from the moment she entered the door, Huo Ze understood it at a glance, and was angry in her heart, these men are simply damned .

When Su Yanrui saw Huo Ze, she seemed to calm down suddenly. The wine bottle fell on the bed. Su Yanrui still had a wound cut by the wine bottle on Su Yanrui's hand, and the blood flowed down. Su Yanrui didn't seem to feel it at all.

"It's okay." Huo Ze frowned from the beginning to the end, hugged Su Yanrui horizontally, let Su Yanrui lean into his arms, and comforted him.

Strange to say, Su Yanrui seemed to be more peaceful in Huo Ze's arms, not as scared as before, clutching Huo Ze's lapel without saying a word, trembling.

"Then cut off his hand." But when he walked to the door, Huo Ze suddenly paused and said something to the bodyguard behind him. Of course, he said this to Scarface.

"Brother...Brother, please save me, I...I didn't mean it, I drank too much." Scarface panicked when he heard this, and looked at the leader outside the door, wanting the leader to intercede for him , has long since lost the arrogance she had when she wanted to bully Su Yanrui.

"Cut it off!" But Huo Ze didn't want to listen to his pleading. Seeing that no bodyguard moved, he ordered again in a cold voice. Huo Ze hadn't done such bloody things for a long time, but this man made Huo Ze even Wanted to kill him directly.

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded, and only grabbed Scarface after Huo Ze left.

"ah--"

After hearing such a cry, the man was silent again, probably his hands had been cut off, and he passed out due to the severe pain.

Su Yanrui leaned against Huo Ze's arms, finally relieved, passed out, and was unconscious again, but even if she fainted, she still held onto Huo Ze's skirt tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, there would be It's so helpless to be in a situation like that.

"Let Wang Chuan come." Sitting in the car, his body was covered with blood from Su Yanrui, Huo Ze was surprisingly not angry or disgusted, and said this to Lin Chuan.

"Ziming, go and deal with these people, send them to the police station, say hello to the higher ups, and say you don't need to let them out, and that one with the scar on his face, I don't want to see him again."

Huo Ze told Ziming again, when he spoke with gloomy eyes and a frightening aura, he knew that Huo Ze was really angry this time.

"Yes." Ziming bowed to Huo Ze's car, and didn't dare to get up until the car left. He wiped his sweat with his hand. He was fine. Who would these kidnappers offend? Huo Ze?

"What... what's going on here?" In the villa of Banbishan Mansion, a man in a white coat was the Wang Chuan that Huo Ze mentioned. When I came here, I thought that this person who hadn't been sick once in eight hundred years was finally sick, but saw a woman whose blood had already stained the sheets, lying on Huo Ze's bed.

"It's not her blood." Huo Ze frowned, replied with some displeasure, took the handkerchief Lin Chuan handed over, and wiped the blood on his hands.