Chapter Thirty-Eight: That Touch of Style

Jiang Donghuan frowned and looked at Zheng Xiuyan, who was sitting on the toilet with a shocked face, and was slightly surprised in his heart, but he was still sideways in front of the door to block the view of the person behind him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Give me the gun, you go search somewhere else."

Jiang Donghuan pulled the pistol from the hands of others with his backhand, and closed the bathroom door with a hook of his heel, and suddenly only Jiang Donghuan who was holding a pistol and Zheng Xiuyan who was frightened by this scene were left.

Although Jiang Donghuan is not accurate to shoot now, as long as he holds it in his hand, it is an extremely terrifying deterrent in the eyes of others.

Jiang Donghuan glanced at the small space in the bathroom, and after seeing that the closed window had no trace of being opened, he turned his hand and aimed the gun at Zheng Xiuyan.

"Yikes! What are you doing here?! ”

Zheng Xiuyan's face was flushed and her legs were clenched in anger, and she leaned down to try to cover the important parts that might be exposed, but even so, she still couldn't cover the snow-white buttocks and thighs on the outside, who had already lost half of her pants.

Jiang Donghuan didn't say a word, and slammed his hand into the bathtub blocked by the shower curtain, and the roaring gunshots echoed in the small space.

Zheng Xiuyan looked at the clear bullet holes on the shower curtain and the sound of ceramics shattering, her face instantly turned from red to white, and she froze there motionless.

Really, he actually shot ...

Growing up in the United States, she is no stranger to guns, she knows that Jiang Donghuan is a real guy in his hand, but why is he pointing a gun at himself?

Jiang Donghuan's face was cold, and he was unmoved by the dazzling white light that Zheng Xiuyan couldn't hide, and said coldly: "Someone broke into my room with the intention of stealing and attacked me, and a comprehensive search is underway, now follow my orders, if you dare to move, don't blame me for not having eyes at gunpoint." ”

Kang Dong Hwan's threat worked, and Jung so-yeon's face had become extremely ugly, but he really wasn't untargeted.

One is that the height of the attacker just now is about the same as that of the Zheng sisters, although he may be taller than Zheng Xiuyan, but he can't accurately determine the specific height of the other party between the hasty fights.

Second, why did Zheng Xiuyan not be with Zheng Xiujing but ran to the bathroom here? It's not so easy for outsiders to sneak into his villa at this time.

Kang Dong Hwan is not suspicious of Jung so-yeon, but he is suspecting whether someone came to his home pretending to be Jung so-yeon.

He just shot not only to deter Zheng Xiuyan, but also to determine whether anyone was hiding in the bathtub.

The space in the bathroom was not too large, and there was no more place to hide people, and after making sure that there were only the two of them here, he said mercilessly in line with the principle that he would rather kill by mistake than let go.

"Sit up straight with your hands held high in the air where I can see them."

Jiang Donghuan held the gun in both hands and tried to restrain his faintly trembling right hand, took a step back and opened a distance with Zheng Xiuyan, and arrived at a position where he could attack and retreat.

Judging from the situation just now, the opponent's skills are extremely clever, and his explosive power is even stronger than that of him who used his special ability, which really makes him a bit of a mouse.

No matter how much his hands trembled, he could still hit the target as long as the other party pounced on him at such a close distance.

Zheng Xiuyan pursed her lips, her hands trembled slightly, and she loosened the pressed clothes, sat up straight, and raised her body high.

A huge sense of humiliation came to her heart, the hem of the blouse she was wearing today was not long or even a little short, after doing it according to Jiang Donghuan's instructions, due to the elevation of her arms, the hem of the blouse appeared shorter at this time.

Zheng Xiuyan felt like she wanted to die at this moment, she had never shown such a shameful side in front of a man.

Jiang Donghuan's focus was not on the grassy Parrot Continent, he continued to say coldly: "Raise your neck." ”

Looking at Zheng Xiuyan who did the same, his brows furrowed, carefully observing the other party's exposed snow-white neck and chin.

As a former professional field agent, Kang Dong Hwan naturally knows a lot of incredible methods, and he is currently observing whether Zheng Xiuyan is wearing a simulated human skin mask.

There are generally two types of masks, those that only cover the head and those that cover the neck more closely, and although there is no sign of anything unusual now, it does not mean that the other person is wearing the latter.

After Jiang Donghuan reached out and pulled out the belt around his waist, he stepped forward to Zheng Xiuyan's side with all his body guarded, ignored her eyes staring at her with shame and indignation, and quickly tied her hands high and tied them to the towel rack on the side.

What is he trying to do?!!

Feeling him reach out and touch his chin and stroke it back and forth, Zheng Xiuyan showed an unbelievable look, and her eyelids trembled violently.

"You..."

She just wanted to say something, but Jiang Donghuan pinched her jaw fiercely, and she was speechless immediately.

Zheng Xiuyan's eyes quickly moistened, was he deliberately humiliating himself?

However, what surprised her even more was that Jiang Donghuan's hand touched her face and then slid down her neck and got into her neckline.

Feeling the friction of Jiang Donghuan's slightly rough fingers, Zheng Xiuyan couldn't hold back any longer, she closed her eyes in despair, and two lines of clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

Is this what it feels like to be insulted by others? Is it fun to abuse yourself? She felt like she was suffocating in pain, and she couldn't breathe.

Jung so-yeon deliberately wanted to forget all this, but there was a clear signal from her sensitive skin, which made her feel like she had fallen into hell, and she wished that Kang Dong Hwan would shoot her now.

Jiang Donghuan didn't care what Zheng Xiuyan felt in his heart, while being vigilant that the other party would resist violently, he carefully groped along the line of the clavicle thoracic vertebrae to make sure that no other party was wearing a mask, he took a step back and withdrew his hand.

But even so, he can't completely remove Zheng Xiuyan's suspicion, there are not many women in this house, and every suspected object must be closely searched.

After all, the other party has been wearing a helmet, and Jiang Donghuan has never seen her face, but there is one thing he can be absolutely sure of, that is, the woman should have a wound on her calf.

To be precise, it should be Jiang Donghuan's fingerprints, the moment he instantly turned his hand and grabbed the opponent's calf in the previous fight, he used twelve points of strength, and his fingers clearly sank deep into her flesh, and under the force of that instant, he would definitely leave a blue and black bruise mark.

Jiang Donghuan swept his gaze to Zheng Xiuyan's half-hung skinny jeans, and said slowly: "I'm going to check your calves now, do you do it yourself or do I come?" ”

Looking at the calves? Just this position? Doesn't that mean that he has let him see everything?

But who is the man for the sword, I am the fish and meat, what can I use to resist his atrocities?

After Zheng Xiuyan heard the other party's ridiculous words, she suddenly smiled angrily at the corners of her mouth, and mocked desolate and desperately: "It's up to you, don't you just want to play with me anyway?" Play as much as you want. (To be continued.) )