LAN Jingyan steps a meal, turn round to stretch out a hand to grasp the arm of a waiter, "what do you say?"

He half narrowed his black eyes, and a cold sharp edge flashed from inside.

The waiter had no time to appreciate his handsome face, so he was scared by his momentum. He shrunk his neck in fear, and his voice trembled, "I... i..."

LAN Jingyan had no patience, pushed away the waiter, buried his long legs in the elevator and went directly to the second floor.

Box three.

"Please let me go, let me go."

The voice of a woman begging for mercy came from the private room. Although it was too small to be heard, LAN Jingyan still heard it. It was Fu Zhiran's voice.

He looked startled, raised a foot and kicked the door.

He didn't kick it. He went on, one, two, three

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the door opened.

Fu Zhiran's desperate eyes brightened. She turned to look at the door.

Men, like Satan, fly in and ignite her hope for life.

"Jing Yan."

She opened her mouth, but her voice couldn't make any more sound.

Tears of excitement roll down the corner of your eyes.

Her clothes had been torn and her white skin showed.

LAN Jingyan's eyes are stained with blood, and his whole body is entangled with murderous Qi. Step by step, he approaches director Zhang, who has already taken off his arms. He is like death to ask for his life.

"Blue... Blue two little..."

Director Zhang looks at LAN Jingyan in horror. He steps back, bumps into a chair, staggers two steps, and almost falls.

Suddenly, LAN Jingyan raised his foot and kicked hard at director Zhang's face.

"Ah

A mouthful of blood gushed from director Zhang's mouth, with several teeth that had been knocked off.

He fell to the ground and couldn't change it for a while.

LAN Jingyan touched the knife on the table again, stepped over to Director Zhang's side and squatted down.

"What are you doing?"

Director Zhang was so scared that he had no blood on his face. He knew that it was not the time to cry out for pain. It was important to protect his life. "I warn you, I'm the director of Jiangdu Public Security Bureau. Don't come here..."

Before the words fall, the knife in LAN Jingyan's hand has been stabbed at his lower body.

"Ah..." director Zhang's eyes glared, and his painful body kept convulsing.

However, LAN Jingyan did not let him go and pulled out the knife.

"Jing Yan doesn't want it." Fu Zhiran climbs up to LAN Jingyan and hugs him to stop him.

She shook her head desperately.

LAN Jingyan looked at her and became gentle. "Close your eyes."

Then he stretched out his hand to pull her behind him, and raised the knife in his hand.

Fu Zhiran suddenly "Putong" knelt to the ground, crying for LAN Jingyan, "Jingyan, I beg you, please put down the knife, you just came back."

"Xiao ran, close your eyes. I'll help you kill them every minute."

At that time, he coaxed her with the most gentle tone, but she chose to be obedient.

See Fu Zhiran a head and then a head of knock to him, that flustered fear appearance, blue scene Yan hand a loose.

The knife slipped from the palm of my hand and fell to the ground.

Fu Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief, to the ground a paralysis, the whole person has been helped up.

LAN Jingyan takes off her suit and puts it on Fu Zhiran, then holds her up.

Her delicate and soft body was hot and shivering in his arms.

LAN Jingyan lowered her head and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "It's OK."