Under the rain, the handsome and tall figure had a stunning momentum, but the aura on his body was extremely cold and the action was violent and rapid.

The man had no chance to resist at all. He even had a numb scalp at Jin Muhan who was like a god in front of him, and was afraid.

Even if it is a god, it is a god of killing. If you don’t pay attention, he will become a demon, take your life and slaughter the entire city.

Jin Muhan's hands were covered in blood, and raindrops were intertwined. His deep eyebrows and eyes were cold. He knelt on the ground with one foot, grabbed the man's neck and lifted it up: "You only have one chance."

The man was almost breathless and his eyes were dissipated: "I said I said, don't kill me-"

A Xuan thinks there are really many gentle and scum in this world who look noble and elegant, but are actually very bad at heart. Their husband is one, and there is also...

No, how could that person be worthy of comparing with Jin Muhan? That person has lost his conscience and is not worthy of living in this world at all. I just don’t know if the two of them compare, is their boss better or the human demon more powerful?

The car door opened, Jin Muhan came back in a cold air, and the cool breeze followed. A Xuan came to her senses and shivered. She glanced out, and the man was lying miserably on the ground, unable to get up.

...

"This woman is so beautiful. If you fall into our hands, she will be unlucky. Haha, I will be gentle later. Anyway, the employer only needs a beautiful photo, so he didn't say he can't come."

"Mad, why am I responsible for the filming? You'll be done later, I'll replace me."

"Okay, let's take turns."

"How about we find a place to hide this woman and keep it by our side."

"Don't think about those who have nothing, work first..."

The air was turbid and smelled of smoke. The rain hit the closed doors and windows, and the dirty words of strange men were scolded in my ears.

Shen Qianxun lay on the bed, the lights were dim and her skin was as white as snow, and the curves under the cheongsam were enchanting.

Someone approached, and he stood beside the bed, swallowed his saliva, reached out to touch the button on his chest, but he didn't touch it, almost shocked by Shen Qianxun who opened his eyes.

The eyes were as cold as frost, and the blood flowing on the body seemed to be frozen.

The old streets, shabby hotels, and the first floor is a casino. Exposed women wander among men of all kinds. There are two bunny girls wearing net stockings at the door. At first glance, they are in a mess.

Jin Muhan pushed the door open and entered.

The rabbit girl at the door lit up when she saw him. She had never seen such a beautiful man like this before. She wanted to meet him, but her cold and cold eyes fell faintly, and she was discouraged.

Jin Muhan walked over to the front desk, tapped the table with his fingertips down, and the man with a buzz cut down and playing the game looked up, "Brother, what about?"

Jin Muhan took out his cell phone: "Which floor are they on?"

"Tip?"

The next moment, the ashtray smashed the face, and the man with a buzzhead was bleeding.

This scene attracted the attention of the thugs in the casino and leaned over with a bad face.

"What floor?"

"Fuck--what are you..."

The ashtray continued to smash into his head, blood splattering on the white shirt.

When the thugs saw it, they pushed their tongues against the back of the teeth and took out their weapons one after another.

I have never seen the closest Bunny Girl, but it is the first time I have seen such bloody and violent experience.

Within two minutes, Jin Muhan got the news he wanted, slowly put down the ashtray and said to A Xuan behind him, "Leave it to you here."

Immediately, the figure turned into the dark staircase.

The thugs rushed up.

"Hi, buddy, where are you going?" Axuan took over the blood-stained ashtray and smiled at them like a flower.

When Jin Muhan arrived, the door was closed and there was movement inside. His hands were trembling and his eyes were blood red.

The door was made of the worst quality material. He stood back two steps and bumped forward violently.

With a bang, the door was knocked open.

In the humid and turbid room, there were four men, two of them lying on the ground, curled up in pain, and there were also the broken cameras that had fallen. The other two were surrounding Chen Qianxun. A man had already grabbed her hand and swearing...

Seeing the finger marks on Chen Qianxun’s arms and neck, Jin Muhan’s eyes became even redder.

Ah Xun.

His Ah Xun.

His steps were windy, his eyes were cold, and he was covered in blood. At this moment, he was like a life-seeking devil.

The man holding the knife in his hand seemed to stop him from coming forward and held the knife and stabbed it.

When Chen Qianxun saw this scene, his hands trembled and his pupils contracted slightly. She didn't know Jin Muhan's strength. Seeing that he was covered in blood, his heart was raised, and it hurt in a depressing pain. He was afraid that the knife would hurt him, so he blurted out: "Muhan, be careful."

As he finished speaking, the blade emitting a snow-white light under the light. Jin Muhan looked directly at the sharp tip of the knife, and his body slightly sideways, crossed the blade, pressed the other party's arm with one hand, grabbed the other party's hair with the other, and pressed heavily on the wall, one after another.

The man didn't even have a chance to scream, and the knife in his hand fell and fainted.

Jin Muhan picked up the knife on the ground, and Sen Han stared at the hand of the man Chen Qianxun with his eyes. He was already stunned, his legs were a little weak.

Then, the knife flew over and inserted it straight into his arm, screaming in pain.

When Chen Qianxun caught a glimpse of the scene of Jin Muhan swinging the knife, he was stunned. His skills were so good. If the knife was inserted into the other party's chest, it would definitely be fatal.

Chen Qianxun saw it for the first time, but he didn't react.

It is a bit out of place with Jin Muhan's gentle and gentle image, but it seems that he is born like this, cruel and cold-blooded.

"Help, help."

Too scary.

This handsome handsome young man with a gentle face is simply a demon.

He was so scared that he wanted to escape tremblingly, but he kicked him in front of him, and his body smashed onto the chair like a broken kite, vomiting blood.

He crawled out the door.

Jin Muhan didn't seem to want to stop, he still wanted to beat him to death.

The man with the knife in his arm closed his eyes in despair until—

"Mu Han."

Because the medicinal power on her body had not completely dissipated, Chen Qianxun's voice was very soft, his face was pale, and his slender figure made her look even weaker Liu Fufeng.

"Stop fighting, fighting again will cause death. If you come and help me, I'm still a little dizzy."

Jin Muhan suddenly looked back at her, ignored those people, stepped forward and hugged Chen Qianxun tightly in his arms.

Chen Qianxun smelled the blood on his body, and was even more worried, "You are injured, we have to go to the hospital quickly."

But Jin Muhan just hugged her, motionless, and even said nothing.

Chen Qianxun felt his uneasy and comforted him in a soft voice: "It's okay, I'm not at a loss."

These people didn't meet her, but she was still blamed. If she had received a call to discuss with Jin Muhan at the beginning, she might not have created the current situation.

But at that time, I knew that Chen Zhiyi was being held hostage, and my mind was blank for a moment. I was afraid that something would happen to her, so I was too scared.

She only has a relative like Chen Zhiyi. Even a slight accident will make her fall into a state of chaos and subconsciously make the most dangerous choice.

But in order to find her, Jin Muhan chased her with blood all over her body.

"Mu——"

Jin Muhan blocked her lips, wrapped her tongue, stirring and sucking wildly.

The scarlet in his eyes had not yet subsided, and he was biting her lips hard and painful.

Chen Qianxun knew that she had done something wrong, so she shouldn't have left Jin Muhan there and faced the unknown undercurrent alone.

She closed her eyes, grabbed Jin Muhan's shirt with her hands, and poked her tongue out to cater to her, which was to please and comfort her.

Not long after, Chen Qianxun's legs were weak and he couldn't stand any longer. His whole body was close to Jin Muhan's hot body.

Jin Muhan held her waist with his hand, pulled her down to the bed, pressed down on her body, and kissed her even more intensely.

After a long time, Chen Qianxun couldn't breathe, his pale face turned red, two or three of the cheongsam buttons were loosened, and his collarbone was exposed.

After kissing, the oppression that Jin Muhan gave her had not disappeared. He rubbed the red ruthlessness between the snow-white neck and said:

"Axun, you left without a sound. Do you know how worried I am about you?"

Chen Qianxun's neck shrank.

"I'm so afraid you will be bullied, I'm afraid something will happen to you..." Jin Muhan's voice was slightly hoarse, and his voice was a little trembling.

Chen Qianxun hugged his waist, his eyes a little hot: "I'm sorry, I won't know next time."

“No next time.”

"Okay, there's no next time." Chen Qianxun comforted him. Seeing his emotions gradually calmed down, he was thinking about his injuries again. He couldn't help but take off his clothes and want to check it out, wanting to see where the injury was. Is it serious?

Half-opened, Jin Muhan breathed a little heavier, and he held her hand: "Axun, it's not my blood, I'm not injured."

Chen Qianxun didn't believe it, "I'll check it."

Jin Muhan hesitated for a moment and let go of her hand.
To be continued...