Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

She didn’t know how long this place had been abandoned. The dust that was raised hit her in the face. When she fell, her elbows hit the ground. The weight of her whole body pressed down on her, and the heartbreaking pain instantly spread throughout her body...

Seeing Shen Wanci falling down, Bo Jingzhou lost control of his emotions and glared angrily at the visitor: "Don't fucking touch her."

The veins on the man's neck bulged, and the anger all over his body surged, but he was tied up and couldn't do anything at all. In his original plan, Wanwan was not included in the banquet, but she not only showed up at the banquet, but was also Tied.

What was even more surprising to him was that the target of this group of people's attack turned out to be Wan Wan, an outsider.

Bo Jingzhou's hand struggled to reach the top of his wrist, a scar that had just scabbed.

Hearing the man's cry of anger mixed with heartache, Shen Wanci swallowed back the cry of pain. Her messy hair covered her face. Through the gap in the hair, her eyes fell on the two on someone among people.

He was holding his cell phone and facing her, apparently recording a video.

Bo Jingzhou clenched his back molars, his mouth filled with the sweet smell of blood, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "I want to see Uncle Ji."

Two people came in, one was responsible for taking videos and the other was responsible for talking. After hearing his words, the man turned around and said: "We have already learned how hard Mr. Bo's bones are, so we are going to try another way..."

As the man spoke, he clasped Shen Wanci's wrist, "Ms. Shen's hands are used to restore cultural relics. I heard that she even won an award. It must be very precious."

Shen Wanci lowered her eyes and said nothing. If it weren't for a pair of hands, she would probably change her career to become a strong business woman in the future.

"boom."

It's Bo Jingzhou.

He used all his strength and threw himself and the stool towards the man. The man's attention was all on Shen Wanci's hands, and he didn't pay any attention to Bo Jingzhou, a tied-up and useless person.

The rope he tied up was very strong. Not to mention a person with no strength to tie a chicken, even a cow would never be able to break free. As a result, he was careless and was directly crushed by Bo Jingzhou who rushed towards him.

Like a madman, Bo Jingzhou hit the man's ear hard with his head.

"what……"

With a heart-piercing scream, the man covered his ears and turned his face subconsciously to keep the injured ear away from danger. His facial features were twisted and wrinkled due to pain, and bright red blood seeped out from between his fingers and flowed down. The arm slid down, "What the hell..."

Just as he was about to push Bo Jingzhou away from his body, he received another hard blow to his nose. Nosebleeds gushed out crazily. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his face was covered in blood.

This desperate fighting style is purely to draw hatred, injuring the enemy eight hundred and damaging one's own one thousand.

Bo Jingzhou was still pulled away. He was tied to a stool. No matter how fierce and capable he was in beating him, he was still like a little chicken, unable to resist when he was lifted away.

His forehead was injured, blood flowed down his eyebrows, and seeped into his eyes along his eyelashes. His already scarlet eyes were stained with blood, and coupled with his fierce eyes, it made him look like he had come from hell. The devil crawled out.

Shen Wanci looked at the blood on his face and said hoarsely: "Jing Zhou."

Bo Jingzhou didn't look at her, but raised his chin provocatively at the man who was bleeding from the collision, and said extremely arrogantly: "You have the guts to come at me."

The man was a rude and violent person, so he couldn't bear his provocation. He raised his foot and kicked Bo Jingzhou hard in the abdomen.

Bo Jingzhou received the kick forcefully and couldn't even block it.

"Even if I beat you to death today, no one will know that I did it. Boss Bo, right? The leader of the Bo family, right? A legendary figure who can make the Kyoto business district tremble every time he stamps his feet, right... …”

He asked three questions in a row, "Really?" and after each question, he kicked him fiercely: "I'm not only going to kill you today, but I'm also going to fuck your woman to death in front of you. You're a fucking prisoner." , being tied to a chair and unable to move, what else is there to be proud of?"

"You rich people are all fucking bastards. Even if you kill me, you are just doing harm to the people."

Bo Jingzhou's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and endured the attack without saying a word.

Shen Wanci wanted to speak out, wanted to imitate Bo Jingzhou and rush forward to knock people away, but just as she was about to take action, the man looked over and looked at her deeply and deeply.

He didn't speak, but Shen Wanci understood. He told her not to cry or make a sound. Any reaction from them would make the person more excited. The best way to deal with it was not to respond to him. After a long time, he felt It's boring.

She pursed her lips and forced herself to loosen her tightly clenched fingers.

When Bo Jingzhou saw that she understood what he meant, his lips curled up imperceptibly: So good.

The man was tired from beating him, but Bo Jingzhou remained silent like his mother was mute. He was holding his breath in his heart and refused to let go. He even raised his foot to kick him, but was pulled away by the person recording the video next to him: "Okay, if you beat me again, you will be killed." ”

"I think he's as tough as a stone in a pit."

"Master Ji's methods are so ruthless. In the end, you won't fall into his hands. With your kicks, you might as well tickle him." He glanced at Shen Wanci and said, "Haha": "Learn well." .”

He reached out and lifted Shen Wancci up and asked her to sit down, "Miss Shen, don't be nervous. I won't do anything to you. I'm just going to show you something. You must like it."

"..."

Shen Wanci didn't believe that he had such kind intentions, but she pursed her lips and said nothing. It was useless to say anything when someone is a knife and you are a fish.

The man brought the tablet and clicked on a video.

She saw the back of a tall and thick man. The man was holding a blood-stained cane in his hand, and blood was dripping down: "I can't bear it, my hand is so weak."

With this sentence, Bo Jingzhou, who had been beaten so silently just now, suddenly shouted, "Don't look, Wanwan, close your eyes, don't look."

He already knew what video the man was showing her. He moved his body with great effort, wanting to go to Wanwan, wanting to cover her eyes and ears, and wanting her not to watch the video, but he was like this now , couldn't even stand up without help, let alone move to Shen Wanci's side.

So he tried his best, but it was useless, and he couldn't move his body at all.

When Shen Wanci heard Bo Jingzhou's words, she subconsciously closed her eyes, but she took a step slower. It was precisely because of this slow step that her eyes were completely fixed on the picture.

Her mind went blank as if after an explosion, and her throat felt like a red-hot lead had been stuffed into her throat. The severe burning pain made her throat sore, and she couldn't say a word. It took a long time before it overflowed from her throat. Two words: "Jing Zhou."