The blonde little henchman also laughed. At the same time, Yan Xiaojing's brain regained her thoughts, she must not let these two guys succeed. She began to think back to the lessons she had taken in self-defense. At the same time, she began to regret a little, how could she have neglected to practice for so long?

No, now is not the time to think about that, you need to concentrate now.

Yan Xiaojing adjusted her breathing and forced herself to stop resisting. Although the breathing was still heavy, the body had slowly stopped struggling. The ad face was quick to notice the changes.

"Now you're honest?" He stared at Yan Xiaojing, his eyes full of suspicion.

Yan Xiaojing nodded slowly.

"That's great!" He leaned over and threatened, "But if you dare to scream again, I'll stab you to death, you know?" His breath was tinged with the strange stench of cigarettes and sour beer, piercing Yan Xiaojing's nose and making her almost sick.

Holding back the disgust, she nodded again.

"Alright, let her go."

The blonde little follower let go of Yan Xiaojing's wrist and circled around the two of them, looking cheap + smiling, as if looking for the best viewing angle.

The hand that looked at the face of the advertisement was raging on her body, and the rough movements made Yan Xiaojing feel sick to her stomach, and the tightly choked neck made it even more difficult for her to breathe, so she could only reluctantly swallow back the forgotten cake that rushed to her throat. The man's palm then pressed below her collarbone, Yan Xiaojing suppressed the disgusting touch coming from the bare skin, reached down with her right hand, and pulled the other party's zipper zipper. When her hand touched the advertisement's face, the other party let out a satisfied hum and relaxed the hand that was holding her neck.

Yan Xiaojing took the opportunity to squeeze it tightly, and then used all her strength to turn suddenly. The vulnerable place was suddenly attacked, and the advertising face bent over and arched his back like a red-hot crayfish, so Yan Xiaojing kicked the opponent's nose with his knee and knocked him to the ground. The outburst of adrenaline secretion made Yan Xiaojing fearless in an instant, and even expected that the blonde little follower would pounce on him so that he could take care of him together. But the sudden change made the blonde little follower stunned, and he just looked at Yan Xiaojing with a wince, and stopped.

"Die!" Yan Xiaojing shouted at the two of them like a vent, then turned around and rushed out of the alley like an arrow, only to hug the placket of his shirt tightly, cover the leaking spring color, and run wildly in the direction of home. When she opened the apartment door, she tried the keyhole countless times with her trembling hands before opening the door.

It wasn't until she stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom that Yan Xiaojing seemed to come back to her senses, and tears were already pouring out.

It was only after the police radio communication ended that Officer Charunwang lazily looked up from his patrol car without the police ~ badge: the male victim, lying in a small alley not far away, still breathing. Charunwang looked at the Renault watch he had received as a gift, the time was just after 10 o'clock, and the evening entertainment had just begun. Today is the Friday of the beginning of July, and the bears who have just been released from school during the summer vacation will inevitably want to do some stupid things and turn the world upside down outside. He estimated that the unlucky boy had either been robbed or had been taught a good lesson.

He hoped it was the latter.

Chalunwang grabbed the walkie-talkie and called back to the Pattaya Police Dispatch Center, saying that he would go over and take a look, even though the case had nothing to do with him. Chalunwang is not an ordinary patrol officer, but a detective in charge of crime investigation, and he still has two cases on his hands: the floating corpse of the Chao Phraya River and the crash and run. But squeeze in, there will always be time to be lazy. In his own words, the less time he spends at home, the better. Anyway, the dirty dishes in the pool and the smell of durian that will never go away are nothing to miss.

He honked his siren, stepped on the gas, and thought to himself: Let's just listen to the summer fun of these little cubs.

Xiao Lingyun stood in Magnum's bar, frowning, watching the crowd stumble and make way in front of him. Their pores were filled with the smell of fear and an almost morbid curiosity, and he inhaled the fishy smell into his lungs.

Domestic animals, these people seem to Xiao Lingyun, all of them are domestic animals.

Hidden behind dark toad glasses, his eyes struggled to distinguish between things in the dim light, and finally closed them - poor eyesight made him more accustomed to the complete darkness. He concentrated on cutting out the irrelevant noises around him: the beat of the music, the sound of messy footsteps, the whispering of another bullet on the ground. If something was in the way, whether it was a chair, a table, or a person, Xiao Lingyun just stepped on something in the way and continued to move forward.

Xiao Lingyun clearly sensed where Lu Qingyang was, because he was the only person in the entire venue who did not emit an uneasy breath.

It's just that even this Moon Warrior was on the verge of breaking out that night.

Xiao Lingyun stood still in front of his fox spirit companion, opened his eyes, and only captured a vague figure in his dim vision, black eyes and a pitch-black leather jacket were the only information.

"Where did Shen Zixin go?" He glanced at the tequila on the table.

"Let's get some air, thank you for coming here."

Xiao Lingyun bent down and sat down, watching the crowd in front of him slowly close, disturbing the passage just now. Just as Moses closed the waters of the Red Sea after he led the Israelites out of the Red Sea. The sea drowned out Pharaoh's pursuers, and the crowd drowned out their fears.

Xiao Lingyun was waiting for something.

The exuberant rhythm of electronic dance music faded into its place with the famous "Pan-Blues Tune" by "Prince of Darkness" Miles Davis. This album is the pinnacle of Miles Davis's work, and its strong band lineup is simply a "dream group" in jazz history. Including saxophonist John. Cortland, pianist Bill. Several musicians, including Evans, are supermasters that jazz fans know and love.

With such a musical background, their conversation is much more convenient. Lu Qingyang was ready to get straight to the point, because he knew Xiao Lingyun's habits too well, and the latter couldn't bear to have his time wasted. If Xiao Lingyun fell silent, it meant that something was about to happen.

Putting down the Bitburg brand dark beer in his hand, Lu Qingyang took a deep breath: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, ......"

"I don't like it when you start with something like that, if you're asking me for help." Xiao Lingyun said unhurriedly. Then they noticed a female liquor saleswoman approaching them, and faintly saw a white neck and slender waist flashing in her ill-fitting shirt.

"Would you like something to drink?" She asked unhurriedly.

Xiao Lingyun really wanted to ask her to lie down on the table and offer her yang spirit. An ordinary person's yang spirit can't provide him with a long life, but the taste of a girl's yang spirit is at least many times better than the alcohol mixed with water.