Chapter 218

——Linglingling

when a discordant bell rings, Zhao Tongxin takes a look at the flashing black mobile phone on the desk, puts down his steps, and says in a clear voice: "phone, pick it up quickly."

Zhao Tongxin also can't say what his mood is, why every time to this kind of moment there will always be some unexpected things, is not God is not willing to let her know all this, or let her know, there is no need to know.

Jin Zhengting glanced at the nearby mobile phone. The buzzing vibration combined with monotonous ring tone made him feel a little irritable without reason. His beautiful eyebrows were slightly twisted up. There was no emergency. This mobile phone had no important things, it would not ring.

Finally, Jin Zhengting picked up his mobile phone and hung up straightly. His deep dark eyes locked Zhao Tongxin all the time. In a low voice, he said, "it's not coming yet."

"It's really OK not to answer." Although Zhao Tongxin asked this question, the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised it. He did not expect that Jin Zhengting, who paid attention to his work, would hang up the phone.

Although the expression on the face didn't change much, the raised step seemed to become a little light.

"Don't get too close to Ke Jingteng." Jin Zhengting looked at Zhao Tongxin, less than one meter away from himself. With an extension of his long arm, he directly took Zhao Tongxin into his arms, held her firmly in his lap, and put a big hand possessive on her waist, which indirectly declared his sovereignty.

"Dr. Ke, I'm very nice. Why can't I get close to him? I'm just friends with him. Besides, it's not your turn to manage my affairs now." Zhao Tong's heart smelled Jin Zhengting's pure male breath and moved his body unnaturally.

"Who's in charge?" Jin Zhengting looked at Zhao Tongxin's dodgy eyes, followed his unnatural expression, and the masculine breath approached her more and more. "Xiaobao's business..."

Before Jin Zhengting had finished speaking, Zhao Tong's heart tingled. He stood up and pushed away with a cold face. "Jin Zhengting, I don't want to talk to you about this problem. I still have trouble for you to go."

Zhao Tong Xin turned his back, pointed to the door with one finger, and the other hand holding the corner of his clothes trembled with excitement. Xiaobao's life was her life, and it was her dependence. When she had no dependence, except for her revenge, her persistence to Jin Zhengting seemed to start shaking.

Jin Zhengting looked at Zhao Tongxin, whose emotion suddenly became very excited. His deep dark eyes crossed a trace of pain, and soon disappeared. His cold expression was still indifferent. Sometimes men's emotions were hidden deep and heavy. They were not steel, but flesh and blood, but he was more tolerant than ordinary people.

Because he is not someone else, he is Jin Zhengting, who is in charge of the Jin family. He is doomed not to do as he likes, not to show his emotions, and to be strong enough to dominate everything.

Finally Jin Zhengting got up and went out of the ward. There were more things waiting for him to deal with. Now no matter what he said, the little woman would not listen. Let her be quiet.

He is as powerful as Jin Zhengting. Sometimes his arbitrary thoughts are misjudged, especially when it comes to emotion. He is used to controlling everything, but forgets to count Zhao Tongxin's stubbornness in it.

Zhao Tongxin listens to the sound of footsteps, tears hanging in the corner of his eyes, and finally falls from the corner of his eyes. Under the remaining temperature, it is moist, just like her heart, torn and glued, walking in a dead end again and again.

The sun outside the window seems to be covered with a cloud at this moment, and the strong sunlight can't reflect on her. The wind outside the room blows and rolls up the curtain of the window.

Zhao Tong's heart looked a little distracted, or it can be said that she didn't look at anything. Her eyes were lax, like she was deciding something. No matter what, now she is not the original one.

Now she has only one purpose, revenge for Xiaobao. Only in this way can she have a reason to live. No matter what the cost is, she must let that person get the corresponding punishment.

Zhao Tong covered the waves in his eyes, went to the cabinet, picked up his mobile phone, skillfully dialed a number, and after a long time connected, "spoon, help me with one thing."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then the voice replied with a smile, "no problem."

Zhao Tong's heart closed the thread and sat on the bed with his eyes closed waiting Since they can't keep her safe, don't blame her for taking the initiative.

When Jin Zhengting arrived, he saw his little woman huddled by the wall, looking at one place with two eyes, like a doll without soul.

His heart is like being torn alive, pain some numb, want to destroy everything, he just walked for a long time appeared this situation.

Jin Zhengting took a step and stepped back. He didn't dare to reach out to help her, as if her fragile doll would break at the touch of it.

He hurriedly took off his clothes and criticized her. Before he touched her, he was waved away by her.

"Don't touch me, beast, don't touch me." Zhao Tong's consciousness is not clear, leaving only instinctive resistance. His heart is trembling. He doesn't know whether he is nervous or distressed, and his body is also shaking slightly.

She waved her weak hand and had no strength at all. Hitting Jin Zhengting's hand was like tickling him.Cold as Jin Zhengting also became gloomy and terrible because of Zhao Tong's heart. He was very careful with her delicate body in his arms, and he even wanted to fight and vent his anger.

Soft tone is like the spring water, "it's me, don't be afraid."

Zhao Tong closed his eyes and said: "don't touch me... Don't touch me..."

Jin Zhengting gently held her with her clothes in his arms. Her voice seemed to come out of her chest, hot and throbbing, "no one can hurt you with me."

Zhao Tongxin smelled the familiar smell at the tip of his nose, and his tense mood did not shrink because of Jin Zhengting's rare tenderness. How long, how long did he not hear him speak to her in this tone, and the tears at the corners of his mouth seemed to come out one by one uncontrollably.

These days of fatigue also let her strong support a trace of consciousness, reach the highest point, gradually relax, just let yourself faint.

Jin Zhengting said coldly to the people beside him, "bring them here."

"Yes, boss."

The man who wanted to molest Zhao Tongxin was thrown to the ground like a dead dog.

He just obeyed the orders of a person to find one. Seeing a woman sitting on the street with flowers and rain, and no one else around him, he had a pathetic look, so he thought.

He found that his companion had been lying on the ground for a long time and could not move. He regretted that he had not listened to him, otherwise he would not have been caught.

Looking up, I can see Jin Zhengting's figure, just like an invisible mountain pressing on his head, which makes him only lie at his feet.

Trembling with fear, he got up and knelt on the ground in a panic, and pleaded for mercy in a panic: "you let me go. I didn't mean to. I must have been bewildered at that time. Please let me go a lot."

Jin Zhengting's cold facial features, supported by the night, are more like a ghost in the night, without a trace of popularity.

His cold voice was not emotional. "Pull out his tongue for me. I don't want to hear his voice."

"Yes."

Man seems to suddenly think of something, hands covering his mouth, buzzing out: "no, I beg you to let me go, I can tell you who ordered me, really, please let me go."

He didn't believe that someone would do it for a woman. His strong enemy didn't want to know.

He used to have great confidence, but now he has no bottom at all.

"Now, the only thing I'm interested in is torturing you." Jin Zhengting now wants to tear the man on the ground to pieces, but he doesn't want to let him die so cheaply.

"Do it."

"No, let me go." The man watched in horror as three strong men came towards him. The feeling of waiting for execution was driving him crazy.

First they fixed him, and the other one, holding a knife, pointed at him with a sinister smile and said, "boy, you'd better be honest, or I'll cut off your face if I shake my hands carelessly."

"No, please." Man's violent shaking, like a mad dog began to run.

Unfortunately, it's just in vain.

"Ah!"

The shrill cry came to an abrupt end, leaving only a silent whimper. His mouth was full of blood, and he fell to the ground and rolled. His eyes seemed to be bulging out of his eyes.

"Take it back, cure it, cure it after chopping hands, cure it after chopping feet, till he has nothing to cut." Jin Zhengting's cold and heartless words made all the people present tremble.

"OK, boss."

God, how long has their boss not been so angry? Without his tongue, it's not so easy to die.

They couldn't help but look at the woman in his arms. They agreed that who should be offended should not be offended by the boss.

"Everybody else has cleaned up." Jin Zhengting worried about the little woman in his arms. He left the matter behind to others. He anxiously held Zhao Tongxin and walked back to the car quickly.

He thought the little woman was just a little frightened. When he put her on the seat of the car, he saw that her cheek was swollen as high as a steamed bun.

Countless scratches on the body, many of the wounds are still bleeding, no place on the whole body is intact, and the clothes have been worn out on the body.

Her hair, which has always been smooth and smooth, has become messy, and her face is covered with sweat.

Always calm, he couldn't help shouting: "drive to the hospital."

"Yes, Mr. Jin." Seeing Jin Zhengting's fierce face, the driver was still a little nervous. He quickly stepped on the accelerator and flew out of the mountain.

I don't know who infuriated Mr. Jin. I hope we don't involve innocent people.

Jin Zhengting was like a lion in a rage. He beat the carriage angrily, and then he felt heartache.

It was because he was so confident that people took advantage of him. Why did he have to deal with those bad things at that time? If he stayed, these things would not have happened.

Jin Zhengting thought about hitting the seat hard again. He made a dent in his elastic leather face, and the wire inside scratched his fist.He doesn't care. On the contrary, he will feel better in his heart. Compared with Zhao Tong's heart, this injury is less than one in ten thousand of her.

Those people have to die, and no one can let them go.

The car is like a silent ghost car speeding in the night, regardless of traffic lights. Fortunately, the driver has more than 30 years of driving experience, otherwise most people dare not drive so fast.

"Faster."

"It's president Jin." The driver took a look at the speedometer and felt that it was two hundred yards and more. He could not help but dare not listen to Jin Zhengting. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he went straight up to the speed of two hundred and six yards per hour, which was comparable to the speed of the EMU.

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