Huo Yijun looked at the closed door, and his eyes were deep: "Second child." ”

"It's coming!"

Huo Zhaolin screamed, raised his foot and kicked it.

Bang!

The door opened.

A wine bottle flew straight over, passed over Huo Zhaolin's head, and smashed towards Huo Yijun.

Huo Zhaolin didn't move.

Huo Yijun raised his hand and gently caught the wine bottle, looked into the room, and saw a scene that made his eyes split.

Shi Rong was surrounded by two men and forced into a corner.

She held a bottle in her hand that had not yet been thrown out, the crown of her hair was crooked, and the straps of her long dress had been pulled down to one side, revealing her crisp collarbones and shoulders.

The door was kicked open suddenly, and Mr. Qian and several other men looked at him in amazement at the same time.

Shi Rong's whole body was tense, and he didn't care about the situation at the door at all, so he took the opportunity to put the wine bottle at a man's head and slam it over.

The man covered his head and roared, "I'm going to kill you bitch!" ”

Huo Yijun looked at Shi Rong who was leaning against the corner with his back, and his eyes burned with endless remorse and boiling anger.

"Look for death."

He raised his feet and walked inside, but was stopped by Huo Zhaolin.

Huo Zhaolin said: "Big brother, clean up their dirty hands and let me come." ”

He rubbed his wrists, showed a wicked smile, ran over in three or two steps, grabbed a chair casually, slammed it twice, and smashed the two men surrounding Shi Rong to the ground, and kicked their shoes at their faces more than a dozen times before looking up at Shi Rong: "Sister-in-law......"

Before Shi Rong could speak, Huo Yijun had already rushed over, took off his suit jacket, wrapped it around her, and hugged her.

"I'll leave it to you here."

After he finished talking to Huo Zhaolin, he hugged Shi Rong and left.

He didn't want Shi Rong to stay in this place for another second.

Walking out of the door, Huo Yijun glanced at Lu Zhifeng.

Lu Zhifeng was looked at by his eyes, and for no reason there was a chill in his heart.

"Lu Zhifeng, huh?"

"This matter has nothing to do with me." Lu Zhifeng subconsciously defended.

"A-jun, let's go."

Shi Rong was wrapped in a wide suit and was held in Huo Yijun's arms and whispered.

"Okay, let's go home." Huo Yijun immediately took Shi Rong and left.

Lu Zhifeng heard Shi Rong's voice, but he couldn't see her expression and didn't dare to look at it.

He didn't expect that Shi Rong would really marry this amateur.

However, is this man really just an ordinary person with no power and no power?

Lu Zhifeng suddenly saw another man who was fighting in the house.

Isn't that the famous flowery Huo Zhaolin?

He seemed to have screamed at Shi Rong just now.

Be...... Sister-in-law?

If Shi Rong is Huo Zhaolin's sister-in-law, then isn't Huo Yijun......

Thinking of this possibility, Lu Zhifeng's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

No, it won't.

No way.

If Shi Rong really married the Huo family, what else did she need to act in some small web drama and come here to accompany the bosses to dinner and get fashion resources?

It doesn't make sense!

However, if this man holding Shi Rong was not the eldest young master of the Huo family, how could that Huo Zhaolin be willing to be his pawn?

Lu Zhifeng's mind was chaotic and afraid.

He didn't want to believe his guesses, but he couldn't help but believe what was in front of him.

There was the sound of ping-pong in the room.

Lu Zhifeng turned around and saw Huo Zhaolin holding a chair leg, trampling Qian Zong under his feet, and slapping him in the face frantically.

Mr. Qian's face was covered in blood, and only moans remained.

The rest of the men were all lying on the ground.