Chapter 31: Don't Blame Us for Being You're Welcome.
She got up and was about to go out, and when she reached the door, a man in a suit stepped out of a luxurious car, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and he was menacing.
"Yisheng, come with us!" The bodyguard opened his mouth fiercely.
Yisheng subconsciously took a step back, remained vigilant, and did not answer, but swept away the limousine not far away, and looked at the direction of the car to see if there was an escape route.
"Who are you?" Yi Sheng asked rhetorically, with a serious look on his sweet little face, and slowly moved backwards with a frown.
"If you don't want to suffer from flesh and skin, take the initiative to come with me, otherwise ......" Before the bodyguard's words fell, the luxurious car door opened again, and three men in the same uniform came out of it, all wearing sunglasses, and walked quickly in her direction.
Yisheng didn't feel good, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he ran away from the bodyguards.
The bodyguards also rushed up and quickly caught up with Yisheng's footsteps.
Yi Sheng couldn't help but complain about his little short legs while running desperately.
With a sharp turn, Yisheng instantly braked, panting and looking at the dead end in front of him, turning around, behind him were four men who had no feelings, and secretly said badly.
It turned out to be a dead end......
Yi Sheng swallowed nervously, her chest ached, and for a while, as if to remind her of something, the temperature on her body did not rise because of the strenuous exercise, but gradually became colder, making her originally fair skin even whiter.
The bodyguards moved forward step by step, and one of the leaders said coldly: "Since you are so uninteresting, don't blame us for being polite!" There are no cameras here, and no one will pass by, you ...... today Dead! ”
As soon as the words fell, everyone took out their daggers and slowly approached her forehead.
The pain in his chest became more and more intense, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, and as soon as his legs became weak, Yisheng fell to his knees, clutching his chest and panting.
Yisheng's consciousness was a little confused, his mind was blank, a red light flashed under his dark eyes, and he saw a pair of shiny men's leather shoes.
The bodyguard reached out and grabbed Yisheng's shoulder, holding the dagger, and was about to head towards Yisheng, but unexpectedly, the hand holding the dagger was suddenly held by a soft white hand, and the force was amazing.
The bodyguard looked at Yi Sheng in surprise, and directly met Yi Sheng's eyes, which were a pair of red and bewitching eyes, and the bottom of the eyes was like a blooming flower on the other side, with the breath of death.
Subconsciously, the bodyguard was about to let go, wanting to stay away from Yisheng.
With a fair face and indifferent eyes, he looked at the man in front of him without a trace of emotion, and looked down at the guilty wrist he was holding.
"What do you want to do to me?" A low, cold voice without any ups and downs in tone came.
Before the bodyguard could react, he only heard a "rattle", a sharp pain came from his wrist, and the soft white hand folded down fiercely, and his wrist was broken!
He was in pain and wanted to scream.
However, the woman with the face of an angel in front of him took a stride, flashed to his side, and simply fell over the shoulder, directly slamming him to the ground, slamming his head against the wall, and before he could make a sound, he fainted.
Yi Sheng squinted her eyes and glanced at the man she had dealt with, and the corner of the photo was exposed in the pocket of the man's suit.