domestic violence man

Jiang Yan slept very deeply this time, as if he wanted to sleep off the exhaustion of the past few days.

Jiang Li felt sorry for his younger brother, so he didn't call him, but left breakfast and went to the hospital to visit his mother.

This directly caused Jiang Yan to sleep until noon.

When the remote control curtains were opened at regular intervals and the sun was shining on his face, Jiang Yan woke up in a daze, sat up with his hazy eyes open, and realized that he had overslept.

He opened his cell phone, and it was full of missed calls from Luo Ting, only then did he remember that he promised the other party to go to his house for lunch today.

Before he could answer the call, Jiang Yan quickly washed his clothes, arranged his clothes, and drove away from Jiang's mansion in a hurry.

Arriving at the compound of Luo Bin Villa, Jiang Yan casually found a place to park in the yard, then walked towards the villa.

When he got to the door, he found that the Nanmu door was ajar. Jiang Yan's heart was raised, fearing that some gangster would rob the door, so he gently opened the door, and walked in slowly with a trace of vigilance. .

"...Luo Bin..."

Standing in the empty hall, Jiang Yan whispered Luo Ping's name, but there was no response. He glanced at the kitchen and dining room and found that there was neither a chef nor a bodyguard.

This is so abnormal... Jiang Yan frowned, his heart began to beat wildly.

Since Luo Bin invited him to dinner, he would definitely let the cook and bodyguards wait in the villa, but now the surroundings are silent, and there is no sign of anyone at all.

This further confirmed Jiang Yan's thoughts. The villa encountered robbers, and Luo Bin also had an accident... He was about to take out his mobile phone to call the police, but there was a fierce quarrel on the second floor.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened, he raised his foot, took a table knife from the kitchen, and walked upstairs slowly.

The quarrel came from Luo Bin's bedroom. Jiang Yan moved to the door lightly and was about to break in, but saw an unexpected scene through the crack of the door.

The bedroom was filled with sunlight, and Luo Bin was smoking a cigarette, with an extremely gloomy expression on his face, even revealing some violence.

"Luo Ran asked you to check me? You just listen to him, huh?"

Luo Yan's voice was slightly irritable. He stepped forward, ruthlessly strangled the neck of the person sitting on the sofa, and said with a ferocious face, "Believe it or not, I can strangle you right now..."

Jiang Yan heard the sound of Luo Bing gnashing his teeth, and shook the hand holding the table knife violently.

"Young Master Luo is really ruthless. He was so enthusiastic just now, but he will change his face in a blink of an eye...It's really sad..."

Hearing this voice, Jiang Yan's eyes widened, and he looked at the person sitting on the sofa through the gap. After seeing clearly, his deep pupils shrank twice.

The disheveled and red-stained man on the sofa turned out to be Fang Jiahong who he hated the most in the past.

Fang Jiahong wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his whole face looked gentle and elegant. If he ignored his bare legs and open skirt, Jiang Yan would have thought that the other party was negotiating in a very stylish office.

Luo Yan looked at him, and the ferocity on his face disappeared little by little: "So you came today to fuck me for nothing, and after you fucked me, tell me you're not playing anymore?"

He withdrew his hand abruptly and pressed the cigarette butt on Fang Jiahong's left shoulder.

The hot cigarette butts rubbed against the smooth skin, and Jiang Yan could almost hear the sound of his flesh being burned. Looking at the extremely unfamiliar Luo Bin, his whole hand holding the knife trembled even more.

Fang Jiahong's face was expressionless, there was not even a bit of pain on his face, he just looked at the manic Luo Bin calmly: "Did you not take your medicine on time again today?"

Luo Bin scratched her hair anxiously, pacing back and forth in front of him: "Yes... yes... don't want to eat..."

Fang Jiahong threw the cigarette butts on his shoulders into the trash can, then stood up wearing a silk nightgown, walked to the low cabinet, and poured a glass of water for Luo Bin: "It's better to take medicine quickly."

He whispered softly, like a most patient teacher.

Luo Bin stared at the glass of water, and suddenly slapped Fang Jiahong's wrist hard, and the glass fell to the ground, shattered in an instant.

He ruthlessly pressed Fang Jiahong against the wall behind him: "It took so much effort... you fucking tell me to quit now...?! No... no... no matter what, you can't escape... you can't just leave me alone ..."

Luo Fing murmured intermittently, almost breaking Fang Jiahong's entire wrist.

"Hmm..." Fang Jiahong only showed a pained expression this time. He raised the corners of his lips and looked at the maddened Luo Bin: "My goal has been achieved... I only want Luo Ran, the others... Jiang Yan or Tan Tianzheng , has nothing to do with me..."

"But what was agreed at the beginning was to bring down both Luo Shi and Boshi!"

Luo Yan roared, his eyes bloodshot: "I want Jiang Yan to rely on me alone...Only me...All those who have hurt him will end badly..."

Jiang Yan, who was standing in front of the door and spying, was completely dumbfounded.

Yesterday he was still wondering who was going to put Luo Shi to death, but today, his good friends and buddies presented the facts before him in such a gesture.

A coolness emerged from the tip of his toes, causing Jiang Yan to ooze a little cold sweat from his back.

"That's right, now Boshi is under pressure to terminate the contract with Luo's. Both companies have suffered heavy losses. Jiang Yan also owes you more than 8 million yuan in order to repay the debt... What else do you want?"

Fang Jiahong's expression turned cold, and he broke away from Luo Fing's shackles little by little: "You still want to force Luo Ran and Tan Tianzheng to death?"

Luo Bin was about to respond, but a voice came from outside the door.

"Luo Bin...do you want me to die...?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Luo Bin froze.

Jiang Yan walked into the bedroom, staring at the two people in front of him with clear eyes, with anger and surprise, but more of an unbelievable betrayal.

"Luo Bin...I have always regarded you as my best buddy...except for my parents and family...you are the one I trust the most..."

Jiang Yan said slowly: "I didn't expect..."

"It's not what you think."

It was only then that Luo Bin realized that he and Fang Jiahong were disheveled. He quickly pulled up the jacket beside him and put it on, but he didn't know how ridiculous his actions were in Jiang Yan's eyes.

"You think what I care about is how you and Fang Jiahong are doing?"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Jiang Yan's lips: "Luo Bin, at this moment, you are still obsessed..."

His right hand holding the knife trembled, and his voice was already hoarse.

"Jiang Yan, calm down." Fang Jiahong's eyes were locked on the knife in Jiang Yan's hand, with a serious face.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to hurt you, or him... I just want to tell you that I will clarify everything and give Luo Shi and Luo Ran a clean slate...!" Jiang Yan announced in a deep voice, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop him...!" Luo Fing suddenly yelled, ordering Fang Jiahong at the side.

Fang Jiahong only felt that it was difficult to get off the tiger. How could Jiang Yan stop him in this situation.

Sure enough, as he thought, Jiang Yan turned around after hearing this, and put the knife directly on his neck: "You can stop me, if you only want a corpse."

There was light in his dark pupils, full of determination.