Under Sergei's constant beating, Ivan finally slowly regained consciousness. He slowly got up and touched the back of his head in pain.

"Woo!" When Sergei saw that Ivan was awake, his eyes lit up, as if he saw hope.

"Boss." Ivan glanced at Sergei and muttered, but suddenly remembered everything that happened before he passed out, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded in his head, and he immediately woke up. He walked to the wall in two or three steps, picked up his shotgun, and examined the bullets inside. Hearing the movement coming from the guest room, and knowing that the fugitive was in the guest room, he walked cautiously.

In the guest room, the clothes on Yao Jingjing's body had disappeared, and the fugitive walked around Yao Jingjing, looking at her carefully, Yao Jingjing's face was like a pig's liver, and she trembled.

"I had a lot of fun last year and I want you to do well this year. Lie down. ”

The fugitive gave an order, Yao Jingjing had to comply, she slowly lay on the bed, and the whole person seemed to be tortured.

I saw the fugitive put the pistol on the table, came to the bedside, pulled down the zipper, and was about to press it down, but at this moment, there was a bang, and the door was kicked open by Ivan.

The fugitive caught a glimpse of Ivan holding a shotgun at the door, and was startled, and was about to return to get the pistol, but Ivan picked up the knife and fired a shot with a bang, hitting the fugitive in the chest, and the fugitive was overwhelmed and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ahh Yao Jingjing shouted in horror, and hurriedly sat up and nested in the corner, bent her knees, and clasped her hands around her chest.

Ivan walked into the room with a guard on his gun, glanced at Yao Jingjing, who was not wearing an inch, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, hurriedly looked away, approached the fugitive again, raised his foot and stabbed his body, saw that there was no reaction, and he was relieved to be unconscious.

"Jingjing, how are you? Did he bully you? Ivan came to the bedside, pulled the quilt and covered Yao Jingjing, with a concerned expression.

"No, no." The corners of Yao Jingjing's lips trembled, her little face turned pale, and her tight throat barely squeezed out a little sound.

"That's good, I'll call the police immediately."

About half an hour later, two police cars stopped in front of the house, and Officer Ilya arrived at the scene with four or five police officers in police uniforms.

Yao Jingjing had already dressed, but she was still shocked.

Officer Ilya caught a glimpse of Ivan, a little surprised, he first came to the guest room to check the fugitive's snort, and he was already out of breath.

"Mrs. Sergey, I would like to make some inquiries about you." Ilya came to Yao Jingjing and Ivan, took out a ballpoint pen and a small notebook, and made a note.

"Okay."

"This fugitive is Mikhail, who escaped from prison in the Belgorod region a year ago, and I remember coming to your house last year?"

"Yes." Yao Jingjing lowered her eyes, she didn't really want Ivan to know what happened last year, but it seemed impossible to hide it.

Eh, Ivan was stunned, this man named Mikhail is a fugitive? Was he here last year? That 、、、、、、 Ivan realized something instantly, and glanced at Yao Jingjing beside him with his spare eyes, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

"When did he come today?"

"Around ten o'clock in the morning, he suddenly barged in, still holding a gun in his hand." Ivan replied.

Officer Ilya looked at Ivan, looked up and down, and asked, "Who are you?" What do you call it? ”

"My name is Ivan, and I'm the boss, uh, I'm Mr. Sergei's former assistant. I heard that my boss was paralyzed from a stroke and came over to take care of him. ”