Several big men surrounded Qin Sitong, with a bad intention on his face. Qin Sitong's hands were still tied and could not retreat.

"Don't come here, I can talk to you about other terms, as long as you can let me go." Qin Sitong said, hoping to win the last chance.

But the men didn't listen at all. One of them rushed up, threw her to the ground and began to tear her clothes.

"Don't... Let go of me... Let go!" she struggled. Will the nightmare repeat itself again?

That time, she had no resistance in front of Jun Jisheng.

This time, I was facing these men with one color, one desire and one heart.

At this time, suddenly the sound of the car braking suddenly sounded outside the warehouse. Several men stopped. Brother Biao ordered one of them, "go out and see what's going on."

But before the man came out of the warehouse, Qin Sitong saw a figure enter the warehouse and directly put down the person closest to the door of the warehouse.

The people in the warehouse suddenly changed their complexion and temporarily put down Qin Sitong.

"Who are you?" brother Biao asked.

"You don't need to know." Jun Jisheng said coldly, pointing to Qin Sitong, who was struggling to sit up at the moment, "give her to me."

"Why, do you still want people? I think I'm afraid of wearing a human model?" brother Biao snorted coldly and said to his men, "come on, beat this boy up."

"But he is well dressed. Will he have any background backstage? Otherwise, how dare he come alone?" a subordinate said.

"So what? Even if he has a background, no one knows me. If something happens, I'll press it!" brother Biao said angrily.

Jun Jisheng took off his coat and glanced at Qin Sitong with messy hair. "So, you won't give it."

"Of course not. Who do you think you are?" brother Biao roared, "you all give it to me!"

In an instant, the warehouse became a battlefield. Qin Sitong only saw Jun Jisheng shuttling among those gangsters, punching and kicking, without too fancy posture, but there was extreme power in his fists and feet. There were falling people and people crying in pain at his feet.

When those gangsters took out daggers and iron bars, he still didn't retreat.

She even felt his eyes sweeping her side several times. When he fought, he would still be distracted and pay attention to the situation on her side.

Is he worried about her? Qin Sitong's eyes were wet. She didn't cry when she was thrown to these men by her brother, because her heart was already cold. But now, looking at Jun Jisheng fighting for her, she wanted to cry.

Never thought that when she was most helpless, he broke in and saved her.

Seeing that two gangsters entangled him, and then a gangster secretly approached him with a dagger and planned to attack from behind, Qin Sitong struggled to stand up and ran towards him desperately.

She doesn't want someone who's helping her to get hurt! She wants to protect him!

Qin Si Tong suddenly rushed to Jun Jisheng's back and saw that the dagger was about to stab her. She almost instinctively closed her eyes, but the next moment, the pain didn't come, but there was something warm and dripping on her face.