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"Who else?"

Jiang Liu'er raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Batian, who was sitting upright. Murong Batian had an expression that said he had expected this from the start, and slowly stood up from the chair. He pinched his fingers, shook off his suit jacket, and started twisting his neck.

Jiang Liu'er looked at Murong Batian's actions and was a bit surprised. He had never heard anyone say that Murong Batian knew martial arts.

"What, are you surprised?" Murong Batian said with a sneer. Then, he walked in front of Jiang Liu'er and aimed a right hook at her face.

Compared to the big and sturdy men before him, although Murong Batian didn't have such a strong body, the strength and agility of his attacks were definitely not inferior in any way. Perhaps it was because of his experience in fighting, or perhaps it was really because his fists and feet were not bad.

Jiang Liu'er stretched out her arm and pushed it towards Murong Batian's arm, barely dodging his fist.

"Hey!" When Murong Batian saw Jiang Liu'er's agility, he revealed a strange smile. His eyes turned a little more shrewd, turning his body to the side, he stood with one foot on the center of gravity, raising the other foot. The height of his leg was just right on Jiang Liu'er's thigh.

The strength of the kick was not small, causing Jiang Liu'er to feel an excruciating pain. However, this did not affect his ability to continue fighting. He stomped hard on the ground, stood up, and followed up with a sweep of his leg to return it to Murong Batian.

Murong Batian bent down and used his arms to block Jiang Liu`er's legs. He twisted his hand to pinch her ankle and pulled her into his embrace.

This power left Jiang Liu'er unable to control. His other foot lost its balance, and he fell to the ground. With a loud thud, he felt as if his butt was about to blossom. The pain was terrible.

He quickly stepped back and dragged Jiang Liu'er on the ground. After pulling her back a few meters, Jiang Liu'er's other foot stepped on the back of Murong Batian's hand and stepped on it a few times. The back of his hand was already broken and bleeding, but Murong Batian didn't have the intention of letting go.

Jiang Liu'er exerted her strength and stood up to pinch Murong Batian's palm. She pushed his ring finger backwards, as if she wanted to break his hand off.

Murong Batian immediately let go of his hand and retreated half a step back. Jiang Liu'er slapped the ground and stood up from the ground, he was pulled out a few meters like this, and the clothes on his back were already slightly torn. Traces of blood were seeping out from the clothes on his back, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Help, help!"

In such a small space, the screams of Xuanyuan Mingxue made Jiang Liu'er feel that they were ear-piercing. If he didn't quickly take care of Murong Batian, Xuanyuan Mingxue would definitely be in danger.

"What? Worried about your little girlfriend? Then let me see your true power."

Murong Batian looked at Jiang Liu'er's frowning expression, tidied up his collar, and walked towards Jiang Liu'er again.

This time, Jiang Liu'er did not hesitate as she threw out fist after fist. Her speed and power were so fast that other than blocking the incoming fist, Murong Batian didn't even have the strength to retaliate.

After a few rounds, Murong Batian had already used a lot of power, and his blocking movements had started to slow down. Jiang Liu'er saw the opportunity and grabbed him, and quickly lifted her leg to give Murong Batian a kick.

Murong Batian simply didn't have the power to fight back against Jiang Liu'er's attacks. He could only eat them all. The strength behind his actions was so strong that Murong Batian was instantly knocked back two meters.

With a thud, he fell to the ground. His head hit a brick and he struggled for a moment before fainting.

Jiang Liu'er breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran in the direction of Xuanyuan Mingxue's voice. In front of the metal door, he lifted his foot and stepped on it, instantly breaking it open.

When the people in the room heard the commotion, they all looked towards the direction of the door where Jiang Liu'er had appeared. When Jiang Liu'er saw the scene in the door, she instantly became furious.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Mingxue was tied to a bed with all sorts of tied up. The clothes on her body had already been torn into two or three pieces, revealing her snow-white skin, and her hair was in complete disarray. The corners of her eyes were tears that had yet to be dried.

Seeing River Stream who had broken into the house, Xuanyuan Mingxue bit her lips and choked with sobs as she shouted out his name. Jiang Liu'er silently nodded at Xuanyuan Mingxue before lifting her hand and placing the stick on the bodies of the men.

This time, the fight was different from the confrontation with Murong Batian. It was just a brawl, but now, Jiang Liu'er wanted the lives of everyone in the room! It was because they had touched Jiang Liu's woman.

"AHH!" Jiang Liu'er roared. Although the stick looked unruly, the men couldn't avoid it due to how crafty they were. Even if they tried to avoid it reluctantly, the corner of the stick still scraped their skin.

But at this critical moment, the stick in Jiang Liu'er's hand flew out and his face was hit by a fist from who knows where.

The impact was so powerful that his eyes started to blur. He tried to shake his head to see whose fist it was, but he didn't notice who was behind him.

"Be careful!" Xuanyuan Mingxue hysterically shouted towards Jiang Liu'er. Only then did he react and quickly turned his head around. The rod had already reached his head and he was unable to dodge it. He could only watch helplessly as it landed on his head.

"Jiang Liu'er!" Xuanyuan Mingxue had originally no more strength left in her body, but after seeing Jiang Liu'er being hit by the stick, she instantly sprung up and staggered, trying to lean towards Jiang Liu'er's side.

With this hit, indeed, it was as if stars had appeared in front of Jiang Liu'er's eyes, but he didn't seem like he was going to fall at all. He curled his lips and showed a bloodthirsty look, making the man with the stick shiver and throw the stick on the ground.

Jiang Liu'er rushed forward and grabbed the man's neck, her fingers frantically pulling back. The man originally had more than enough air to breathe, but the sudden tightening of his windpipe caused him to be able to breathe less than 90% of the air. His eyes widened as he stared at Jiang Liu who was squeezing his throat, barely able to squeeze out a few words from the corner of his mouth.

"You're crazy!"

He could feel his fingers sinking into the man's neck. This feeling was very subtle, even though the person in front of him had a twisted expression that seemed somewhat terrifying, but Jiang Liu'er did not feel afraid at all. To see someone else's painful expression like this actually made Jiang Liu'er feel a sense of happiness.

This feeling of putting one's happiness above others' was probably the happiest and happiest thing in the world.

Jiang Liu'er would never have thought that she would have such a perverted feeling. However, this feeling did not frighten him, but rather made him enjoy it.

When Xuanyuan Mingxue saw Jiang Liu'er's sudden reaction, she was shocked and staggered towards him, but her legs were really weak. After taking two steps, she fell to the ground. "Jiang Liu'er, Jiang Liu'er …"

She kept calling out Jiang Liu'er's name, but she was clearly in front of him, and yet he couldn't seem to hear her voice at all. Xuanyuan Mingxue felt a wave of discomfort in her heart and it wasn't easy for her to crawl to Jiang Liu'er's side.

"Jiang Liu'er." She tremblingly called out Jiang Liu'er's name again, but Jiang Liu'er didn't respond at all. She fiercely pinched the man and revealed a perverted smile, causing Xuanyuan Mingxue to feel afraid.

"Let me go, let... "Open me!" The man's face turned purple as he lost a large amount of air. The power that he had been able to throw off the river also disappeared bit by bit, turning into a powerless slapping.

"Don't you like to base your happiness on the pain of others? "Right now, I just want you to experience this feeling. What do you think? Do you think this feeling is very good?"

Jiang Liu'er lowered her voice, making a beast-like sound. This made the trapped man feel despair. His eyes unconsciously floated upwards, and he felt that his life had come to an end.

"Speak, weren't you very impulsive just now? Why aren't you saying anything! " Jiang Liu'er grabbed the man's throat and continuously smashed into the wall behind her.

Seeing that the man was about to die, Xuanyuan Mingxue grabbed onto Jiang Liu'er's arm. "Jiang Liu'er, don't be like this. Let go, don't be like this!"

Jiang Liu'er, on the other hand, seemed to be living in her own world and wasn't affected by anyone. She continued to hold on to the man's neck, wanting to take his life.

Xuanyuan Mingxue watched on helplessly as this man's life was about to end, but she couldn't think of any other way. She raised her palm and ruthlessly slapped Jiang Liu'er's face.

Crack.

The crisp sound woke Jiang Liu'er up. Seeing the person in front of her, who she had almost strangled to death, he quickly let go and stared blankly at his right hand.

"Are you alright?" Xuanyuan Mingxue held Jiang Liu`er's hand as tears flowed down her cheeks. The unbearable feeling in her heart was about to suffocate her. She had never thought that Jiang Liu`er would become like this.

Jiang Liu'er shook her head blankly. When she turned around and saw Xuanyuan Mingxue's disheveled appearance, she remembered her purpose in rushing into the room and embraced Xuanyuan Mingxue, "Are you alright? They didn't do anything to you right? Don't worry, I'm here …"