Director Zhang glared at the man fiercely, and then at Jian Zhiyu, feeling that he was incomprehensible to glaring at her, he got up and walked up to her and slapped her face hard: "Call you to talk more!" Screaming at you. ”

Five finger prints immediately appeared on Jian Zhiyu's fair and delicate cheeks, and they instantly became red and swollen.

Shen Jienan looked at her, his eyes were indescribably distressed, and he turned to glare at the rough man angrily: "If you say it, you can't hurt her." ”

Director Zhang was also extremely impatient: "It's better to take care of yourself first!" If I don't get the money, both of you will die. Turning to the man next to him, he said, "Shut their mouths!" ”

Then the five of them stared at each other, waiting for the person who sent the money as the minutes ticked by.

Two hours later, the man with the iron rod asked Director Zhang, "Boss, did you say Han Yi would come?" ”

Director Zhang threw a cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it twice, and took out a cigarette case from the table and lit it.

Three hours later, another person asked, "Boss, do you think we're going to wait?" ”

Director Zhang dropped a cigarette butt again, reached out and groped in the cigarette case on the table.

The person next to him couldn't help but remind: "Boss, it's gone." ”

"What?" Factory Zhang's head is slightly on one side.

"Boss, the smoke is gone."

Director Zhang looked at the cigarette butts all over the ground, sighed, picked up the iron rod on the table, and walked to the two people who were tied to the chairs opposite and couldn't move.

Jian Zhiyu and Shen Jienan were inevitably a little nervous when they saw his menacing appearance, but they couldn't speak because of the cloth towel stuffed in their mouths.

"Since Han Yi didn't treat you as a character, then it's useless for me to keep you." As he spoke, he raised his iron rod and swung it at Shen Jienan.

Jian Zhiyu wanted to shout but couldn't shout, so anxious that tears came out.

Shen Jienan was beaten with two sticks, and the blood foam in his mouth directly dyed the white cloth towel red.

"And you stinky girl." After beating Shen Jienan, he didn't stop, and dragged the iron rod towards Jian Zhiyu again.

Seeing the middle-aged man dragging the iron rod towards her step by step, her heart was full of helpless panic and fear.

I thought that she was going to give her life here today, but when the iron rod was slowly raised and swung towards her, a white and powerful arm firmly grasped the iron rod and prevented it from approaching.

Jian Zhiyu followed the hand that grabbed the iron rod to the person, and his eyes were full of surprise and excitement.

Brother?! He's come to save her!

"Who are you?" Director Zhang shouted impatiently.

The person who came smiled coldly: "The person you can't afford to mess with." With that, he kicked Director Zhang in the stomach.

Director Zhang was kicked back a few steps by this kick, and if it wasn't for the support of the person behind him, he would have fallen to the ground directly.

Several people looked at each other, rushed over with iron rods, and then a scuffle began.

Jian Zhiyu looked at Leng Zheyu and Han Yi, who joined the fight in the future, and the tears of relief and emotion couldn't stop flowing out.

Director Zhang and his two accomplices were beaten and rolled on the ground.

After solving a few people, Jian Muxi rushed to Jian Zhiyu as soon as possible, took off the cloth in her mouth for her, untied the rope, looked at her red and swollen side face and felt distressed, wanting to touch it but afraid of hurting her, and finally directly caused her voice to tremble a little: "But where else is hurt?" Did they bully you? He looked her up and down, and finally his eyes fell on her arm.

I saw that Jian Zhiyu's fair and delicate arm had a few deep and shallow strangulation marks with slight blood.

Jian Muxi's eyes were filled with deep self-blame and distress.

He should have insisted on bringing her home the last time he saw her.