"Yes. Zhuo Song said in a deep voice.

Gu Chuyan was uncomfortable, stuck to his arms, and she moaned a few times in pain.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, a chill burst out of his handsome face, and said to Zhuo Song: "Play whatever you want." ”

In a few seconds, I saw that the hotel was surrounded, and I searched in the name of Cha Huang....

Xiao Mohan drove the car and took Gu Chuyan towards the "Greeting Pavilion", and whispered: "Chuchu, it will be there soon, and it will be fine soon." ”

His hands were shaking, and he could barely hold the steering wheel.

When he got the video, he was almost going crazy!

"Mo Han, it hurts. Gu Chuyan whispered, her neck hurt, as if she had been bitten by thousands of ants, it hurt very much.

She wanted to pretend that it didn't hurt, but the pain was heartbreaking, and she felt like her nerves were about to burst.

Xiao Mohan had a calm and handsome face, grabbed his mobile phone and called Wenshui, and asked him to pick up people at the door.

A five-star hotel, blocked by a group of people, searched in the name of sweep = yellow.

Zhuo Song strode upstairs, and when he saw the familiar figure, he stepped forward and watched the president being choked to death.

"Zhuo. Move... Save.. Save. The president stretched out his hand to save him.

It's a pity that Zhuo Zhen stepped forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed under him, twisting hard!

The president's eyes widened, and there was a pain under him, which made him want to struggle, but he couldn't protect it, Zhuo Song's strength was amazing, and the president felt that his "younger brother" was about to be unable to be saved.

The handsome guy of the Xiao family turned around, grabbed the president, and was about to throw it downstairs, but Zhuo Song stretched out his hand to stop him: "It's too cheap for him." ”

He took the rope, hung the president, hung it down, and put it down with a lighter, and let the fire burn the rope.

"No, don't. "The president was thrown down and watched the lighter burn with hemp rope.

Looking at such a high floor, he felt that his time of death was approaching.

Zhuo Zhen touched his chin, knowing that at this moment, it was not the president's death period! He whispered and said to the handsome guy of the Xiao family, the man listened, didn't say a word, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Gu Chuyan was not kidnapped by me. "The president kept swallowing.

Zhuo Song looked at him contemptuously: "It's not important. ”

The important thing is that Gu Chuyan is injured, his forehead and hands are injured, and this alone is enough to kill him.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor were opened, and the rope from which the president was hanging was burned off, and when he fell, he grabbed the rope with one hand, threw it out, and dragged the president back.

"Ahh "The president fell to the ground in pain, thinking he was saved.

He was grabbed and asked to stand at the window, Xiao Jiajun raised his foot and kicked him in the ass, and the president was kicked and fell from the second floor.

With a "bang", the president's leg was crisply broken, and the whole person smashed the grass out of a hole, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhuo Song turned around and drove towards the Qian'an Pavilion.

The car stopped in front of the Qian'an Pavilion, Xiao Mohan got out of the car, hugged Gu Chuyan and walked inside, Wenshui stepped forward, looking at the injury on her forehead.

His wicked face was serious, and he strode forward and asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

She wanted to speak, but she couldn't, and her expression was full of pain.

"Ask the water, it's very uncomfortable at first! Xiao Mohan said, carrying her towards the guest room, asking for water to chase after him.

"Does it hurt?" he whispered, looking at her broken nails, his knuckles white, whispering, fetching nail clippers and smoothing her nails.

Wen Shui took care of the wound on her forehead for her, his fingertips fell on her neck, and looking at the pinhole marks, he took a little blood for testing.

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