The thin metal steel pipe on his back touched, making a sound of flesh and bone disease, and Jing Yihong almost didn't even have time to snort, and chased after him with a stick.

He was hit a total of three times on his back, these three blows can be called steady and ruthless, Jing Yihong knelt directly on one knee on the ground, coupled with the effect of the drug, the whole person couldn't even move a finger.

Those people looked at Jing Yihong viciously, and said sharply: "He can't get up for a while, now there is one person left here to watch him, and the rest will go to that woman, and you can't let that stinky woman call the police!" ”

After the person in charge finished speaking, these people scattered in a hurry and rushed forward directly to chase Ruan Qianya.

The man who stayed looked at Jing Yihong, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and gently kicked his body with his toes: "Hey, are you still alive?" Don't get killed. ”

Jing Yihong raised his eyes and glanced at him, not intending to deal with this person.

That person wanted to get angry, but he was afraid that he would really beat the person out and explain something to the people above. He could only curse a few times, took out a cigarette and stood next to him and smoked.

Although Jing Yihong's body couldn't move and his brain was a little chaotic, his sense of hearing was very keen, and he seemed to feel a footstep again.

Jing Yihong hadn't carefully discerned what direction the sound was coming from, so he only heard a muffled sound, and the person who was still smoking in front of him just now instantly collapsed like a noodle.

Behind him stood a petite woman with a large basin hat, a black mask almost pulled under her eyes, and a brick in her hand, her hands still shaking.

Jing Yihong lifted his neck with great effort and glanced at the woman to confirm that he didn't know her.

The woman stared at Jing Yihong, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly pulled down her mask.

Half of her face was very delicate, but the other half of her face had a hideous red scar, as if she had been kissed by the devil, and it looked particularly terrifying.

Jing Yihong searched carefully in his mind for a long time before he remembered this person's name.

Luo Qingqing.

In that fire, Luo Qingqing's face was burned by the fire, and he did not recover from the operation for a long time.

It turns out that she has become like this now.

Jing Yihong has no contact with Luo Qingqing, but through Shao Tianqi's description, she knows that she is a scheming and jealous woman.

Jing Yihong opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Thank you." ”

From Luo Qingqing's angle, he could only see Jing Yihong's slender neck and slightly rolling Adam's apple.

Even if he falls to this point, he still has an inviolable aura on his body, like an unsmiling look, not stained with a trace of vulgarity.

Luo Qingqing barely stopped the shaking of his body, hurriedly threw the bricks away, bent down and helped Jing Yihong up with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "These people will come back later, I'll take you away first." ”

Jing Yihong stood up with her strength, and then slowly withdrew her hand and said, "Qianya is still being chased by those people, I have to ......"

"I've already called the police!" Luo Qingqing said anxiously, "Wait a minute, if that person wakes up, neither of us can escape, and you can only save Ruan Qianya if you run!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jing Yihong's resistance, she forcibly dragged him forward. Little Snail Chinese Network

Jing Yihong didn't have much strength on his body, and he was injured again, a man of more than one meter and eight, even if he was so thin, the weight on his body should not be underestimated, and Luo Qingqing dragged him to run very hard.

The two of them walked forward with difficulty, Luo Qingqing gasped and said: "It's not a way for the two of us to run like this, or go to the nearest hotel to open a room first, and then slowly discuss the next thing!" ”

Luo Qingqing was sweating profusely, and when he spoke, he was out of breath, and he couldn't support it anymore.

Jing Yihong nodded lightly and said, "Well, thank you." ”

Luo Qingqing really didn't have the strength to reply, so she took her last breath and dragged Jing Yihong to the nearest hotel.

When the waiter saw Jing Yihong's appearance, he thought he was drunk, so he quickly gathered around and took him from Luo Qingqing's hand and sent him to the room.

The two of them finally entered the room, and Luo Qingqing breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Jing Yihong's long body was lying on his side in the hotel room, his back arched slightly, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was enduring some great pain.

Luo Qingqing approached him little by little, only to find that the clothes on his back had been soaked with blood.

Luo Qingqing trembled and gently touched Jing Yihong's shoulder blades with her fingertips, and said softly: "You, are you okay?" ”

Jing Yihong turned his head with a pale face, looked at Luo Qingqing with deep eyes, and said, "When did you call the police?" ”

Luo Qingqing paused slightly, he didn't expect his wound to be so serious, and he was still thinking about Ruan Qianya.

She took out her mobile phone, brought it to Jing Yihong and said, "Actually, I was behind you at the beginning, but I saw that so many of them didn't dare to speak, so I could only call the police first, I think the police are almost coming now." ”

Jing Yihong glanced at his call record and nodded slightly: "Thank you today." ”

Luo Qingqing said tentatively: "Then what should I do with your wounds now, I don't think I dare to go out rashly now, or wait for Ruan Qianya to call you, we will confirm that the police are coming, and then go to the hospital?" ”

"Why are you here?" Jing Yihong didn't answer her question, but asked something else.

Luo Qingqing said without the slightest hesitation: "The place where you attended the reception was my father's hotel, and I happened to be there too, so I noticed you before, but I didn't dare to greet you." ”

Jing Yihong nodded and didn't say anything more.

After a while, Luo Qingqing took out a pill from his pocket and put it in front of Jing Yihong.

Jing Yihong raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't understand what she meant.

Luo Qingqing hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Actually, I have become what I am now, and it has something to do with Shao Tianqi, from my heart, I can't completely forgive you." ”

Although Jing Yihong didn't reply, she also felt that what Luo Qingqing said was quite true, if she really didn't care about her previous suspicions, it would make people suspicious.

Then she slowly spoke: "The reason why I saved you today is because I saw Ruan Qianya throw this thing down, and I suspect that something has changed between the two of you." ”

Jing Yihong's lips were pale, and he spit out a few words with a sigh: "She has no malice." ”

Luo Qingqing's eyes widened in disbelief: "You don't think your appearance has anything to do with getting drunk, right?" I've seen it with my own eyes, you said she wouldn't even look back when you asked her to go, maybe she wouldn't care if you asked her to call the police, she just wanted you to die here! ”