It was too late to take back the smashed steel pipe, and his leg had already kicked the person on the side, Long Jiaqi could only try to turn his body sideways, trying to avoid the vital point.

The skin had already felt the coldness of the tip of the knife, but the next moment, she spun and fell into a cold embrace, and the sound of a blunt knife into the flesh seemed to be heard in her ears, kicking the person away, Long Jiaqi's indifferent eyes flashed a trace of inexplicable emotion, and her clear eyes gradually filled with gloom.

The temperament on his body changed the moment Leng Yuchen blocked the machete, the fingers holding the steel pipe were white, he glanced at Leng Yuchen deeply, and rushed out, under the cover of darkness, Long Jiaqi turned into the most bloodthirsty demon.

She thought that they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity at most, but she didn't expect that they wanted her life!

Previously, although she hurt people heavily, it only made people lose their power. Now, the steel pipe has become a life-threatening charm in her hands, and where the steel pipe points to, it is either dead or disabled.

All the people who confronted him trembled, and seventy or eighty big men besieged a woman in her early twenties, and they were beaten to the point that they were powerless.

Leng Yuchen was gradually faded out of the encirclement, and everyone surrounded Long Jiaqi.

Long Jiaqi was surrounded by seventy or eighty people, and at first, the figure was drowned in the crowd, and it was impossible to find out her situation. As time passed, Long Jiaqi's figure gradually became clearer, her dress was tattered, her hair was a little scattered, and there were blood stains on her body, lining her vigorous posture, damn charm.

Seventy or eighty people were left with only the last dozen or so people, and they didn't dare to make a move around her, Long Jiaqi grabbed the steel pipe in his hand, his chest rose and fell, beads of sweat slipped down his forehead, a few strands of hair were wet and sticking to his cheeks, his eyes were sharp like eagles, staring at the remaining dozen or so people, like a tiger, making people dare not even breathe.

The black-faced thin man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, put the machete on Leng Yuchen's neck, and said grimly: "Put down the weapon in your hand and capture him obediently, otherwise, Lao Paper will kill him." ”

The corners of Long Jiaqi's mouth lifted slightly, "If you want to kill, please do it." ”

The black-faced thin man's eyes flickered, and Ma's bastard, this woman only had her last breath left, and her tone was still so hard, "Ma, let's go together." ”

After the black-faced thin man finished speaking, a hand knife slashed at the back of Leng Yuchen's neck, threw Leng Yuchen, who had fainted, to the ground at will, and joined the battle circle with the machete.

Long Jiaqi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he clenched the steel pipe and continued to fight.

The shot was obviously not as good as the previous Ling Li, one was not guarded, and he was beaten with a wooden stick from the back and staggered, and the black-faced thin man who joined the battle circle took the opportunity to slash Long Jiaqi on the back, and the skin and flesh flew in an instant, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Long Jiaqi reluctantly lifted his breath and let go under this stick and knife, his legs were weak, and he was about to kneel on the ground, but he was violently mentioned by the black-faced thin man, punched him in the stomach, and the black-faced thin man pinched Long Jiaqi's chin, "Stinky mother-in-law, kill so many of my brothers, tonight the old paper will make you worse off than dead." ”

When the black-faced thin man threw her into the car, Long Jiaqi fainted, and when she was woken up by a basin of ice water, she was already in an abandoned factory far from the city, and the finger-thick hemp rope tied her to the pillar, and the back of the simple hemostatic medicine was ground by the rusty pillar, and after the heart-rending pain, blood flowed out again.

In the huge lamp, Long Jiaqi looked around the surrounding environment, and finally fixed his eyes on Liang Zhixuan.

"It's you."

The black-faced thin man was nowhere to be found, but Long Jiaqi could feel that he was hidden in the darkness around him.

Liang Zhixuan laughed happily twice, and after the laughter, Long Jiaqi had two more palm prints on his face, "It's me, didn't you think of it?" ”

Long Jiaqi looked at the hatred in Liang Zhixuan's eyes, and asked puzzledly, "I don't remember if I offended you?" ”

Liang Zhixuan put away the smile on her face in an instant, pounced on her fiercely and slapped Long Jiaqi twice, her sharp nails left two shallow blood marks on Long Jiaqi's face, Liang Zhixuan still couldn't understand her hatred, and pressed Long Jiaqi the pillar and grinded it, until Long Jiaqi's face was twisted together because of the pain, and then she let go.

"I hate to see your expressionless dead face the most, as if you don't look at everyone in your eyes, you haven't offended me, you have offended me in more places, since the beginning of college, you have been against me everywhere, whether it is in study or in the selection of school flowers, you have to press me, even the boy I like, I only see you in my eyes, ignore me, I retreat, sell my body to Wu Che, you go to Leng Yuchen, and you want to press me, why why, why do you tell me?"

Liang Zhixuan shook Long Jiaqi vigorously, her face hideous.

"Hahahaha, but from now on, never again, tonight, your ice clear and jade body will be enjoyed by many men, I, Liang Zhixuan, finally don't have to live in your shadow, enjoy it."

Liang Zhixuan clapped her hands, and secretly walked out more than a dozen middle-aged men in tattered clothes and obscene descriptions, those men came out and stood behind Liang Zhixuan, staring at Long Jiaqi's beautiful figure with bright eyes and drooling.

In the dark, the two men who had just participated in the fight came over with hemp ropes, with a bloodthirsty smile on their faces, and after tying Long Jiaqi's hands and feet respectively, they lowered her from the pillar, and another searchlight was turned on in the dark, and under the searchlight was a large bed that could accommodate five or six people to lie together.

Long Jiaqi was carried onto the big bed, making her dizzy, Long Jiaqi bit the tip of her tongue to keep herself awake.

Long Jiaqi was tied to the middle of the bed in a shameful posture.

Liang Zhixuan looked at Long Jiaqi condescendingly, laughed madly and cruelly, held up a pill in her hand, and screamed, "Long Jiaqi, I want you to be insulted by men in the ugliest posture." ”

Long Jiaqi's eyes were cold, and her face with excessive blood loss looked a little pale, no matter what, she didn't expect that Liang Zhixuan would design all this to frame her for such a ridiculous reason.

"Slut, do you think that if you grit your teeth, I can't help you?"

Liang Zhixuan gestured with a look, and one of the men guarding the bedside came over, pinched Long Jiaqi's nose with one hand, pinched her mouth with the other, and fed the pills into her mouth the moment Long Jiaqi opened her mouth.

"Liang Zhixuan, you will regret it!"

Liang Zhixuan sneered: "After tonight, do you think you will still be the high-ranking young lady of the Creation International?" ”

Long Jiaqi closed her eyes and stopped talking, even if she was not the young lady of Creation International, she still had a way to make Liang Zhixuan pay a price she couldn't imagine.

The effect of the medicine was very fast, Long Jiaqi's bloody face rose with a strange flush, and her body was even more numb and itchy, as if there were countless ants gnawing on her flesh and blood, and her breathing became heavier and heavier, and the itchiness in her body even covered the pain in her back.

Liang Zhixuan sneered, and with a wave of her hand, the dozen or so middle-aged men who were dressed in tatters and described as shrunk pounced on Long Jiaqi on the bed.