The brothers were reborn with tears in their eyes and wanted to pamper their sister to heaven

Fu Ximing drove the car very fast, and the people behind him couldn't keep up with him and were thrown away by a large distance.

The car stopped at the hotel gate.

Fu Ximing got out of the car and walked quickly to the front desk: "Check which room Wu Hu is in."

The front desk saw a handsome man coming forward. Before she could be surprised, after hearing Fu Ximing's words, she instinctively replied: "Sorry, sir, we can't reveal the guest's room number at will."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Ximing waved his hand and swept the vase placed at the front desk and the flowers in it to the ground.

The vase broke and made a loud sound, which echoed in the empty lobby. Fu Ximing's eyes were fierce: "Don't make me say it a second time, check!"

The receptionist was trembling with fright at Fu Ximing's sudden outburst. She subconsciously trembled and checked on the computer: "1...1606..."

After completing this set of actions, the front desk felt that something was wrong and told the guest the room number. If anything happened, she would be responsible!

The moment Fu Ximing heard the front desk announce the room, he hurried inside.

The front desk had no time to call someone to catch him.

She pressed the intercom: "Hey, manager, a guest just forced me to check Mr. Wu's room number. He's gone up now. Someone should stop him quickly, otherwise I'm afraid something will happen."

The manager was shocked. Mr. Wu was a shareholder of their hotel and was temporarily staying here today. He also specifically told them not to bother them.

If they were really disturbed, Mr. Wu would definitely blame them for not doing things well.

However, they were a step too late after all. Fu Ximing's elevator had stopped at the 16th floor.

He quickly walked to 1606's door and reached out to twist the door.

The door was locked from inside. He didn't hesitate for a second and kicked the door open.

Fu Ximing's chest was burning with bursts of anger, and he kicked the door open without much effort.

Fu Ximing stood at the door and looked in, and saw a scene that made him want to kill someone.

Wu Hu took off his clothes, held a slender black whip, and lay on his little girl. The little girl's top was completely taken off, and there were whip marks on her upper body and a mark on her cheek.

Shang Ningyue's face was filled with tears. She was extremely frightened. She had no strength to struggle. The medicine eroded all her physical strength. She could only cry out "Help" in a miserable voice.

Fu Ximing listened to the little girl's almost desperate cry for help, and the murderous anger in his heart almost reached its peak.

He must kill this man——

When Wu Hu heard the noise, he turned around and saw a man full of murderous intent, kicking open the solid door.

Then Fu Ximing stepped forward to lift Wu Hu and threw him to the ground.

Wu Hu let out a miserable scream: "Ah...who are you? Who let you in!"

Fu Ximing turned a deaf ear and punched Wu Hu in the stomach. The severe pain made Wu Hu lose his voice instantly. He thought about his mouth and almost fainted from the pain.

However, Fu Ximing was more than just that. He dragged Wu Hu to a more open place like a dead dog.

The foot wearing custom-made leather shoes kicked him hard. This kick hit Wu Hu's face, making a crisp "click" sound.

The bones must have been broken by the kick. Wu Hu screamed miserably, blood gushed out of his mouth, and several big teeth spit out.

Fu Ximing looked at the man lying on the ground like a dead dog with disgust, and kicked him hard with his right foot, making several "clicks"!

Wu Hu was kicked and several ribs were broken.

He was about to faint from the pain, but Fu Ximing would not let him faint like that.

He raised his foot and crushed Wu Hu's broken ribs hard, causing Wu Hu to wake up on the spot from the pain.

Fu Ximing looked around and saw a fruit knife on the coffee table.

He slowly stepped forward and picked up the knife, his cold eyes staring at Wu Hu's lower body.

The moment he lowered his eyes, he cut off Wu Hu's part with a sharp and accurate knife.

"Ah..." Wu Hu's eyes widened instantly, blood spurted out, and his miserable scream penetrated the entire sixteenth floor.

At this time, Fu Ximing had already heard the sounds of chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and he roared angrily: "Don't even come in!"

After saying this, the footsteps outside immediately stopped, and Fu Ximing threw away the knife in his hand.

He turned around and looked at the little girl lying on the bed with heartache as if she had lost her soul.

He wiped his hands clean and stepped forward.

The little girl's upper body was almost naked at this time, but Fu Ximing didn't have the slightest desire.

He looked at the scars all over her body, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

He didn't dare to kiss hard, for fear that the little girl he kissed so dearly would be kidnapped and whipped with a whip... The pain in his heart was so intense that it was about to rot.

Fu Ximing carefully helped the little girl put on her shirt, then took off his suit jacket and carefully wrapped it around the little girl.

However, Shang Ningyue was like a soulless rag doll, at his mercy, even her eyes had no light or focus.

Fu Ximing was afraid of hurting the little girl, so he almost didn't dare to hug her hard, even though he had already put her in his arms.

The little girl in his arms remained motionless and silent.

Fu Ximing was in great pain. He gently touched the little girl's forehead with his lips, trying to get her to react: "Baby, I'm back, don't be afraid... I'm here."

But Shang Ningyue's eyes still showed no anxiety, as if her whole body had withered away and her whole body was limp. If Fu Ximing hadn't supported her whole body, she might have slipped and fallen.

But tears kept flowing from his two empty eyes, and the tears dripped on Fu Ximing's arms, burning him and making him tremble.

Heartache, fear wrapped around his heart.

He was extremely afraid of the little girl acting like this, as if she had no soul. He coaxed her softly: "Baby, can you talk to me? Baby... just say one thing."

Shang Ningyue still didn't move at all. Fu Ximing held her in his arms, and she just shrank in Fu Ximing's arms and shed tears silently.

My body was trembling slightly, and my tears were like broken pearls, as if they would never stop.

Fu Ximing tried for a few minutes and found that the little girl was already in this state, and her heart was already a ball of panic.

He couldn't help but hug the little girl tightly, feeling her trembling, which made his heart hurt even more.

The people outside the door waited for so long but did not hear the movement inside, so they finally gritted their teeth and walked in.

All of a sudden, the whole room was crowded with people.

There were police, SWAT, and people from the hotel.

The first thing the group saw was a tall man holding a little girl and coaxing her. However, the little girl was very strange. She was like a rag doll and made no movement at all.