Chapter 191

"Let go of me, help, help..."

The woman's miserable cry for help suddenly screamed sharply from a dark corner.

Soon, there were many men's obscene and proud roars and smiles, mixed with the sound of tearing clothes

Bursts of, unbearable.

Jijing'an, who stands proudly on the side of the luxury car, turns a deaf ear. With deep eyes, he stares at the expensive watch on his wrist. It is estimated that ye Yufan will be able to reach him in a few minutes.

Except ye Yufan, who can easily provoke his feelings of joy or anger, he ignores all other women.

Even if he died in front of him, he wouldn't take another look.

No interest, no need.

He has always been decisive and will not waste a little precious energy on unimportant people or things.

Mo Yurou leaned against the cold wall, clutching the disheveled petticoat in one hand and the shoulder strap of the leather bag in the other hand. Her face was sad and sad. She looked at the ruthless man who didn't even move his hair, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were lonely.

Her voice, she did not believe that Ji Jingan would not hear it, but the cruel man pretended not to hear it, regardless of her life or death

How can you not hate?

In those years, he doted on her in every way. How can he say to abandon it?

The more he doesn't care about her, the more she can't let go of her heart, the more unwilling she is!

Several strong men, who were obviously different from ordinary local ruffians, saw that her face was so gloomy that she could almost drip water. One of the black faced men dared to go up and asked, "Miss Mo, do you want to continue?"

The plan has just begun. Of course, it should continue.

She never gives up halfway.

Mo Yurou hated to close her eyes. Her beautiful and amazing face flashed every wisp of look, which was cold enough to freeze people. For a long time, she focused on Ji Jing'an's beautiful but cold body and grinned coldly, "hit me with all your strength. It's best to make my mouth spit blood, and then drag it to Ji Jing'an's eyes, I don't believe it..."

I don't believe he will die for her.

"Isn't that good?" The man answered just now, and there was an expression of dilemma on his dark face.

The order received was just to cooperate with Mo Yurou to play a good play in which she was attempted to be raped by several gangsters, but it didn't include beating her up.

If the superior knows that they have disobeyed the order, the final punishment will be half a life if they don't die.

It's a little expensive.

"Just do as I say. I'll take responsibility if anything happens." Mo Yurou smiled softly. It was a very delicate and pleasant female voice, but it seemed that a thin layer of broken ice was quenched in the middle, which could make people's blood freeze.

Several men looked at each other for a while and finally agreed to Mo Yurou's proposal.

"Sorry, Miss mo."

Several men surrounded Mo Yurou, and several pairs of strong iron fists greeted her like raindrops towards her lower abdomen, shoulder and back.

"Hiss..."

Yeyufan didn't last long. The sharp pain from her body made her pale and her two slender long legs tremble.

It hurts.

The pain was so unbearable that she almost had to stop.

But after sweeping the side face of Jijing an lengli, he stopped this stupid idea in time.

She couldn't. She took a smoke for nothing, but she didn't get any benefit.

Finally, after Mo Yurou vomited a mouthful of crimson blood as she wished, she supported her distracted and haggard eyes and said faintly, "OK, drag me past Ji Jing'an immediately. Remember what to say and what not to say?"

Several men whispered in unison, "I see."

Mo Yurou examined it for the last time, rubbed all his clothes and clothes, looked very embarrassed, and then smiled with satisfaction, stretched out pale fingers, stained his finger belly with a little blood from the corners of his mouth, smeared it on his face, and then lowered his voice and said, "let's start."

What's going on is a big bet!

What she gambled was the only pity Ji Jing'an had for her.

Several men put Mo Yurou down on the uneven ground. One of them pulled her foot out of the dark corner and scolded, "bitch, you dare to resist and run away when you see some of your friends. Shit, you don't deserve to be beaten if you toast and don't eat and drink. You'll be honest if you beat up. It's really cheap."

"Who the hell are you and why did you catch me?" Mo Yurou rubbed her back on the rough cement road. With little effort, she broke her skin and flesh. It hurt so much that she didn't have to spend time brewing her emotions. Tears filled her eyes and couldn't stop dripping. "Let go of me. I'll give you money. Is one million enough? I can add another two million, no, ten million!"

She prayed desperately. In her soft voice, she cried with uncontrollable panic and fear. When she passed jijing'an's feet, the bottom of her tearful eyes suddenly burst into a ray of light, struggled and pushed desperately, and rushed towards the man's straight and powerful legs, "Sir, please help me, these people are bad people, they want to catch me..."

Ji Jing'an was originally indifferent. He suddenly noticed that his legs were hugged by someone, so he lowered his head and looked down coldly. He happened to collide with Mo Yurou's misty poor water eyes. Before he did anything, he heard the other party cry with joy, "Jing'an, why are you? Please help me. These people must be sent by the devil to catch me for the purpose of... Insulting me and you."

Listening to her mention of the dead and reborn beast, Jijing an's eyes were cold, but there was no response.

She was miserable and embarrassed. She didn't seem to be acting. Her tears flowed all over her face, and her uncontrollable tears didn't seem to be fake. However, after the betrayal of gouging out flesh and bones, he had no more trust in her.

The black faced man saw that Ji Jingan didn't seem to be easy to get along with. He walked up with a smiling face, "take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. Please don't embarrass our brothers, sir."

"No, Jing'an, I don't want to go with them." Mo Yurou firmly pulled jijing'an's calf with both hands and cried sadly.

Jijing'an tried hard to kick away the woman holding him tightly. However, the woman kneeling under him didn't let go. Her mouth was full of blood. She looked up at him sadly, and her whole body began to twitch, becoming more and more intense.

But she held back the pain, saw him look down at herself, full of tears, and handed him a warm and soft smile, "Jing'an..."

Jijing'an's brain sea, a string called memory, instantly moved to that day. In order to protect him from leaving the basement, she rushed into a group of killers chasing him without hesitation.

When he broke out of the siege and took most of the police in Tongcheng to save her, she was so stained with blood and handed him a warm smile.

Jijing'an's cold heart cracked a gap. He squatted down slowly, held Mo Yurou with a sad smile in his arms, stood up slowly, and spit a word on his cold and thin lips, "roll!"

Several men looked at each other and knew that they couldn't get good in the hands of the cold, fierce and cruel man. They spit hard, turned and left quickly.

Yeyufan got out of the taxi and looked at the mobile phone screen. At 7:20, she accelerated her pace.

Thinking of seeing Ji Jing'an soon and attending Fang Tong's engagement dinner with him, she raised her hand and touched her hot cheek with a happy smile.