Chapter 118

"After playing with so many women, I haven't played the taste of a female star." The obscene words, one after another, "is that I don't know that the female star has been sleeping by so many people, and it's not exciting to play, it's tight."

The big Han said, clasping Nanchu's neck again and again, and using his strength, he seemed to enjoy the appearance that Nanchu had no resistance in his own hands.

The other hand has already directly pulled off Nanchu's coat, poked in and squeezed it heavily.

Nanchu kept shaking his head and kicking each other with his feet, but his strength was negligible compared with the barbarism of the great man.

That kind of disgusting and nauseous taste, let the stomach acid of the beginning of the south to roll up.

What she didn't want to do was almost the instinct of survival. She bit her fingers heavily.

Obviously, the Han didn't expect Nanchu to turn around and get angry all of a sudden. He waved and slapped Nanchu if he didn't want to.

South early dodge very quickly, head also did not return toward the direction of the community to run.

She did not expect that such a thing would happen in the rich area of Jiangcheng. Even, she had not left the community too far away.

But the Han Dynasty had not yet caught up with Nanchu.

Obviously, the other party came prepared, wearing a black mask and covering himself tightly. Seeing Nanchu escape, the other party directly dragged Nanchu to the side alley if he didn't want to.

Fell heavily on the grass.

There are few people in this alley on weekdays, let alone in the middle of the night.

Nanchu's face was very white. The more he wanted to open his mouth, the harder he pinched his neck again, and his white skin instantly showed bursts of red marks.

Even, Nanchu had a feeling that she would be strangled to death by this man.

The coat was pulling and all the buttons had fallen off.

The jeans were also savagely pulled apart by the big man. The cold air instantly eroded the skin of Nanchu, and the skin appeared with small red dots.

Han's manner became more and more excited.

Nanchu struggled even harder.

The big man's backhand was a slap in the face of Nanchu: "you can be honest with me

Again and again, the thick lips followed.

"You You put Let go... " Nanchu finally pulled out a little distance and screamed.

The next moment, her neck was once again controlled, all the air has been cut off, her face gradually from red to white.

Brain completely cut off oxygen, let the strength of the beginning of South small down, finally, decadent motionless.

Her eyes turned red, and she couldn't believe what she was facing. Compared with Nanchu's desolation, the drunk roared with excitement because of Nanchu's attitude.

"I want to record it." The big man breathed heavily and took out his mobile phone.

In the early days of the Republic of China, there was mainly a revolt, which was faced with the fists and kicks of big men, even hitting the walls heavily.

Nanchu did not dare to think about what he was like now.

"I've been waiting for such a long time. It's not in vain."

At this time, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Nanchu, and his fist quickly and ruthlessly hit the big man's face, heavy and uncontrollable.

At the moment when the other party turned around, Nanchu recognized the visitor. It was Han Qiyao.

Can't say is at ease, or other emotions, south early relaxed, tense nerves in an instant broken, so faint in the past.

She knows, at least now she's safe.

"Who the hell are you? You dare to destroy Laozi's good deeds." The big Han was pushed by surprise, and he went crazy in the direction of Han Qiyao.

Han Qiyao's face was sinister and terrifying. His eyes were fierce and fierce. His big hand pinched the big man's neck directly and hit the wall on one side.

Han looked at Han Qiyao in amazement, and then for a moment, he was lying on the ground.

A blood hole has been punched in the middle of the brain.

Blood runs through.

But Han Qiyao didn't even look at the Han. He immediately went to the edge of Nanchu. Without saying a word, he picked up Nanchu and called quickly.

"This is Han Qiyao. Help me prepare the operating room right now." Han Qiyao's voice was steady, but it was shaking.

At the beginning of the south, it was like a fallen leaf, lying unresponsively.

Only the breath from the tip of his nose told Han Qiyao that Nan Chu was still alive.

And the noise caused outside the community soon attracted the police and the reporters who had been dormant in the neighborhood. In an instant, the community became lively.

Han Qiyao, with his back to everyone, quickly put Nan Chu in the car.

The police stopped Han Qiyao: "Sir, you want to stay for the record."

"Go away." Han Qiyao's attitude was very heavy and frightening. He dropped his business card and said, "if you have anything to do with my lawyer."Seeing the name on the business card, the police immediately reflected Han Qiyao's identity and looked at each other in awe. However, Han Qiyao did not give the police any more opportunities to speak. He settled down in Nanchu and went straight to the driver's seat.

The car sped in the direction of Ruijin Hospital.

However, the scene is always lively, and the reporter keeps shooting. In the video of passers-by, the reporter found that the person who had an accident tonight was Nanchu.

For a time, Nanchu's name completely captured all the headlines.

All sorts of conjectures followed, and Nanchu just won the heroine of "the enchantress". That kind of imaginary space made everyone explode in an instant.

This night, destined to be not calm.

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Han Qiyao's car was driving very fast, and he looked at the driver's seat at Nanchu from time to time.

Nanchu had no response. His face and body were covered with blood and were in a mess. This picture made Han Qiyao hold the steering wheel tightly.

Almost gloomy, he said to the lawyer on his mobile phone, word by word: "I will make it impossible for him to leave prison for the rest of his life."

"Yes." The lawyer responded calmly.

Han Qiyao explained a few more words, and then hung up.

Nanchu seemed to have eased over, and his long eyelashes moved. Han Qiyao held Nanchu's hand for the first time: "Nanchu, bear with me. I'll be in the hospital right away. I promise that nothing will happen."

"Learn Senior students... " Nan Chu smiles at Han Qiyao's weakness.

"Don't talk." Han Qiyao's eyes were red, pressing his voice and his emotions.

Nan Chu's eyes closed again.

She wanted to talk, but found that she couldn't say a word. The opening of the two words, directly let the south of the throat tingling terrible.

In the previous pushing and shoving, the other party didn't know what to feed himself, and the hot feeling ran through Nanchu's whole throat in an instant.

How chaotic the entertainment industry is, Nanchu is very clear.

However, she never thought that one day, such inhuman things would happen to her.

Who is taking revenge on yourself?

"Believe me, eh?" Han Qiyao's tone is particularly firm.

Nanchu's eyes have been closed. It's obvious that Han Qiyao is holding his hand tightly. Her fingers are curled up, but in the end, she doesn't say a word.

Han Qiyao, with a gloomy complexion, drove rapidly towards Ruijin Hospital.

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Less than 10 minutes later, Han Qiyao's car had stopped at the door of the hospital.

The reporter also followed, but they were all blocked outside by the hospital security. The doctors and nurses who had been waiting for the scene immediately put Nan Chu on a stretcher and ran towards the direction of the operating room.

Reporters keep taking photos, and all kinds of conjectures follow.

But all speculation was blocked outside the door of the hospital, surrounded by reporters, how refused to leave.

Han Qiyao changed aseptic clothes and followed up with the operating room.

The atmosphere in the operating room became tense and frightening because of Han Qiyao's participation. The doctor's action did not dare to be slighted. He could not seriously deal with the wound on Nanchu's body.

At the beginning of the south, her long eyelashes moved slightly.

In the eyes, all of them are Han Qiyao's figure, as well as his frown and anxious appearance.

For a moment, Nanchu was in a trance and felt that he had returned to the scene when he was an exchange student in Japan with Han Qiyao.

She was feverish and drowsy, but there was no one to contact.

At that time, Han Qiyao was still around Nanchu, frowning and worried. But Han Qiyao at that time was much more green than he is now.

"Don't talk." Han Qiyao stopped Nanchu's voice, "the doctor will calm you down later. It won't hurt, eh? "

Nan Chu smiles at Han Qiyao weakly. His throat aches and he can't say a word.

Han Qiyao held Nanchu's hand, never let go. He wore a mask to cover his thin lips and his sinister breath.

Only eyes light, looking at the beginning of the south, deep feelings.

A slight pain came, and Nanchu's muscles seemed to relax in an instant. Then she went to sleep in a daze and had no reaction.

Calm is working.

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