On the ground, the slender figure couldn’t help trembling.
It turns out that what’s more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart.
When people turn bad, there is no bottom line.
The fat man saw her fear and squatted down, holding a recording pen, "Confess, as long as you confess, you’ll be free."
His voice, as if carrying a kind of bewitching magic, Ning Xixi opened a slit in her eyelids, her eyelashes coated with what seed to be water or tears, staring at the blurry scenery in front of her, her lips slightly parting.
The fat man was so excited he couldn’t contain himself, damn, this stinky girl, making his hand sore from beating, finally submitted!
Speak, speak quickly——
His eyes glead with anticipation, thinking about the substantial amount of money about to co his way, he couldn’t help but grin...
However, his smile lasted only a few seconds—
"Thud!"
A desperate pounding on the door, accompanied by the doorman’s shrill voice, "Fat Brother! Stop at once!"
"What are you ranting about!" The fat man stood up displeased.
Outside, the sounds of a fierce fight rang out.
His eyelids twitched, looking towards the door with horror.
The iron gate was viciously kicked open.
A tall young man in black clothes and trousers, walked in slowly.
His steps were heavy and forceful, his body radiated a decisive and murderous aura, his handso face imposing without anger, his presence so strong that people dared not look directly.
The fat man lifted his baton, his voice trembling without realizing it, "Who, who are you! Do you know where this is..."
The young man did not deign to spare a glance for her, his gaze imdiately locking onto Ning Xixi’s figure on the ground.
His hands hanging by his sides ford fists, the joints cracking with a "cloc-cloc" sound.
Anger, burning recklessly, like star fire, ready to set ablaze any mont.
His thin lips pressed tight, his jaw clenched into a straight line.
"Was it you who laid hands?" Four words uttered succinctly but with endless cold and wild force, assaulted like a tempest.
"It was her who assaulted a police officer first, I was... I was acting in self-defense!" The fat man wiped away the cold sweat drawn out by fear, "You, get out! This isn’t a place for you!"
He brandished his baton towards Ji Yebai, who moved as fast as lightning, seizing his wrist in an instant, then snatched the baton from his hand!
"Is this what you used to hit her?" Each and every word seed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, murderous intent flashing in Ji Yebai’s eyes!
The woman whom he couldn’t bear to touch with even a fingertip, was actually treated like this by this man...
Rage nearly engulfed him; he kicked the man’s abdon, every punch and kick seed intended to kill!
"Ah, ah, ah! Murder! Soone co! Murder!!" The fat man, his face swollen from the beating, wailed like a slaughtered pig.
Ji Yebai stepped down on his face, his tone indifferent, "You deserve to die!"
"Umm umm..."
"Ji Yebai! That’s enough!" Yan Yichen, who arrived a mont too late, rushed forward and desperately tried to drag Ji Yebai back, "You’re here to rescue Ning Xixi! Not to kill soone!"
The blood-red fury in Ji Yebai’s eyes never faded, he was like a demon from Hell, Satan himself, set to destroy the entire world.
"Dabai..." A faint, weak voice brought Ji Yebai back to reality.
He shook off Yan Yichen, half-knelt on the cold ground, his distinct fingers were trembling to the point that he couldn’t even touch Ning Xixi.
"I’m here, Erxi." His voice, hoarse and shattered, "I’m late."
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