The old fat man projected on the wall was the image of the little dark room he had just stayed in, and he had already installed a camera there, deliberately asking his errand to make such a good show. didn't expect Yijing to choke like this, and actually bent her knees to finish his errands.

Fortunately, his errands are not stupid, he picked up the iron rod and put it on her calf, looking at Shen Xichen's worry, he couldn't wait to jump into the picture.

Shen Xichen really heard Yi Jing shouting at him, he was so ethereal, from a remote place, he wanted to rescue her immediately, he could feel Yi Jing's need for him, and he also felt that Yi Jing was nearby, but he just couldn't find her, Shen Xichen, who had always been calm and calm, broke out in a cold sweat in his palm, his eyes were fixed on the wall, eager to find a little information, to find Yi Jing.

But when he saw the scar on Yi's leg, he went crazy, the reason why he picked this fairly long skirt was because it could just cover the scar on Yi's leg, when he saw that the thin man actually dared to lift the corner of her skirt, he smashed his fist on the old desk in a frenzy, and walked to the old fat man in a hurry, his tone was a little hurried, "Old guy, I'll give you whatever you want, let her go!" ”

The old guy unhurriedly took out a contract that had been prepared from the drawer, pushed it in front of Shen Xichen, and made a gesture of please.

Shen Xichen didn't look at the contract much, he directly grabbed the pen and signed the three words of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, and then threw the pen on the old fat man's face, almost jumping on the table.

The blow of the errand was not light, how scared he was, Yiyi would be hurt by half a cent again, "I gave it to you!" I want people! ”

The smile on the old fat man's face froze, his big nostrils seemed to be blowing hard, and for the first time in his life, he glared at Shen Xichen with his small eyes dissatisfied, "Shen Xichen, this is your attitude towards me?" What do you mean by throwing a pen in my face! ”

Shen Xichen is not a good type, he grabbed the old fat man's collar and pulled him up, and after pulling him to the height of his toes, he looked at him levelly, "Old fat man, you don't want to die, do you!" ”

The old fat man laughed twice, and laughed indifferently, "President Shen, I'll take my life, don't you want that person inside?" ”

Shen Xichen's anger went straight to his heart, but he could only let go of the hand that grabbed the fat man's collar and glared at him with his sharp peach blossom eyes, "Boss Feng, please tell me, where is Han Yijing!" ”

This is also the first time in Shen Xichen's life that he has been so polite to a partner.

The smile on the fat man's face resurfaced, moved his fat body, and paced behind Shen Xichen, "Shen Xichen, you kid is really naïve, do you think you can get through this door, can you still get out?" ”

He has always been very dissatisfied with Shen Xichen's arrogant temperament, always standing tall and looking down on him. Today he is not only going to take the money, but also his life!

The old fat man clapped his hands like the boss in the movie, and summoned a group of burly men in black and sunglasses.

No matter how tall Shen Xichen is, it is difficult for him to defeat the crowd, he stood calmly in place, watching and listening to Liulu's deep breath.

The clenched fists made a "snap" joint bending sound, and the deep peach blossom eyes still stayed on the wall to stop the picture, and then, with a loud scream, the fight began.

He's not a sports prodigy, but he trained as a black belt in taekwondo to protect his mom in junior high school, and now, he's doing the same for the woman he loves!

But Shen Xichen is bare-handed after all, how can he be able to defeat those with knives and sticks?

When I played the first two times, I was still very proficient in using the moves of beating away the bad guys back then, and it was very easy to fight, but when the front was lively, the sudden stick on the back knocked down, and it seemed a little indigestible.

Shen Xichen snorted, gritted his teeth, and continued to block the attack at his moment.

With a fist with his left hand and a block with his right hand, Shen Xichen struck at the stomach of the black-clothed man who looked relatively weak, and the black-clothed man took a few steps back, and his face covered by sunglasses could not see his expression clearly, only to see that he let go of the wooden stick in his hand, covered his stomach, and a few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Before the others could react, Shen Xichen's slender legs then hooked and kicked, kicking the stomach of the person closest to him, and with a little force, he had already retreated again and again, panting and sweating.

A big man who was eager to try stepped forward again, Shen Xichen grabbed his shoulder, pushed his knee and stumbled behind him, and fell to the ground again.

Shen Xichen didn't have time to observe their reactions, he was facing more than a dozen people with wooden sticks who were looking for an opportunity to smash them on him, he would hit one by one, and he also had to guard against those who sneaked up from the back side.

It's not heads-up, it's a siege!

Obviously, the old fat man didn't expect Shen Xichen to be so able to fight, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked down three of them, and hid in the farthest place from Shen Xichen with the formation of fleeing in the wilderness, shaking his legs that were softer than noodles and instigating those men who fell to the ground to continue to fight.

Taking advantage of a gap where no one was paying attention, Shen Xichen picked up the wooden stick on the ground and waved it in an orderly manner.

Each blow was a blow to the enemy's lethal part, and in a few moments, several more were knocked down.

Shen Xichen exuded a cold aura all over his body, and he was also wearing a black suit, but Shen Xichen stood between them with such a temperament, and he was so elegant and smooth with a wave and dance, calmly responding to the opponent's attack. Occasionally, he was knocked with a wooden stick, only frowned, and stepped forward slightly, not embarrassed.

Due to the urgency of time, Shen Xichen didn't have time to go on like this, so he sped up and knocked down the people in front of him one by one.

But there is no eternal victorious general on Shijie.

The battle was only halfway through, Shen Xichen was obviously physically exhausted, he dealt with it numbly, blocked, and felt that the enemy in front of him would never be killed, he didn't know that these burly men had evolved from more than ten to dozens, and they were constantly emerging from all directions.

The old fat man only knew how to constantly move the rescuers, standing in that dark corner and watching Shen Xichen shuttle through this panic, defeating his people one by one.

At first, he was a little anxious, but when he saw Shen Xichen's tired face, his interest suddenly surged into his heart, and he couldn't wait to find a cup of hot tea, so that he could watch a good show of "the lion being pressed on his proud head".

Shen Xichen grabbed the wooden stick tightly, it was still full of Yi Jing's figure, he heard her shout "help", and also heard her call his name, he only had one thought now, rescue his Yi Jing.

Even if she is covered in bruises, she must be kept intact.

But life is such an interesting battle, and it never gives you the best of luck.

A man in black took advantage of Shen Xichen's distraction, rushed to him, holding a watermelon knife that glowed with cold light, and the blade turned and touched Shen Xichen's white arm.