C3 Bastard I will Make You Regret It

In a private hospital's luxurious ward.

A middle-aged man wearing hospital gown lied quietly on the sickbed, unconscious.

All sorts of high-end equipment were available, but no rescue measures were taken.

Because he wasn't sick, but was controlled by someone.

Standing beside the bed, a middle-aged man in plain clothes looked at the person on the bed and suddenly burst out in laughter. "Hahahaha …"

"Zhu Rong Han, you must have never thought that you would have such a day." The plain-clothed man's eyes were filled with a sinister and cold light. "Hahahaha …"

After laughing for a while, he leaned over and whispered into the ear of the man on the sickbed, "Big brother, from now on, I will take over the Zhu Family."

"You can die in peace!"

Get up, take out your pistol, reload it, aim it at the head of the person on the bed and pull the trigger …

"Don't shoot!"

The white pigeon abruptly sat up, and the pain from its wounds immediately made her extremely clear-headed.

So it was a dream!

Was a dream...

Her heartbeat became so fast that it took her a while to calm down. Only then did she begin to size up this room. It was still a hotel room …

"I'm finally awake."

The man's lazy voice came from his side. The white pigeon turned its head and looked over. Its two heroic eyebrows immediately creased together.

"F * ck …" "What's the situation?"

She was actually in the same bed as this guy!

He lowered his head and saw that aside from the bandages covering his wounds, he had actually … She was actually not wearing anything!

White Pigeon pulled the quilt over its body, and looked at the other half of the bed — the similarly naked man. It secretly gritted its teeth, its eyes burning with anger, and it unconsciously clenched its fists tighter and tighter.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The man had an innocent look on his face. "You saw my body. To be fair, shouldn't you have let me have a look as well …?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhu White Pigeon had already thrown a punch towards his face. It had made a quick and fierce move, and he really wanted to smash that disgusting face into pieces!

Que 3000 grabbed her fist, "Oh, you're so strong again. It seems like you didn't do enough last night. Do you want to …"

"You're courting death!" Zhu White Pigeon squeezed out three words from its teeth, drew back its fist and kicked out at the same time.

Only the heavens knew how determined she was to tear this son of a b * tch apart!

He thought that this kick would definitely kick him down from the bed, but who knew that Que 3000 used one hand to lift himself up, and actually dodged it, and in the next moment, just as Zhu Baiwu was still hesitating about not wearing any clothes, not daring to make any big movements, Que 3000 used a force, and already fiercely rushed forward, and instantly pressed her down!

"Bastard!" The white dove glared at the person on its body angrily, it reached out its hand and pushed, the two of them separated, she quickly tore off the bed sheets, randomly covering her body, using her hand as a knife, and cut into Que 3000's abdomen that was rolled to the side!

However, before he could catch his breath, Zhu White Pigeon raised its elbow and pounced on him again. Without any chance of dodging, he had no choice but to meet the tiger with one hand to block the pigeon from smashing its elbow towards his face. At the same time, his other hand grabbed onto Zhu White Pigeon's other hand, and with a sudden flip, pushed the pigeon down on top of him!

"Hehe …" Little Tiger, you have a total of seventeen injuries of different sizes on your body, but you can't afford to suffer any longer. I advise you to learn from me. " Pressing both of her hands on the bed, Que 3000 suddenly approached without any warning, looking at that bewitching jade face, similarly his own face was filled with her two shiny black eyes, a demonic yet arrogant aura spat out on the face of the person below him.

Zhu White Pigeon glared at him viciously. Although the wounds on its body had been treated, it couldn't bear the torment anymore. She still had a huge grudge to avenge herself, so she definitely couldn't die at this time.

Seeing that the person beneath him seemed to really listen to him, Que 3000 smiled and placed both of his hands on his right hand, his left hand wiping out a pair of handcuffs from under the bed.

"What are you doing?" The White Pigeon struggled, but in the next second, its hands were cuffed to the head of the bed, unable to move.

"Damn it!"

White Pigeon stared at him coldly as it clenched its fists, "Bastard, your grandaunt will definitely make you regret this!"

When did she wish the white pigeon such disgrace?

This bastard! Even though she couldn't beat him now, when her injuries healed, she swore that she would hack him alive!

Seeing the veins on the white dove's forehead bulging, Que 3000 clearly felt her anger, but he didn't care about it. He got off the bed, glanced at her, and indicated that she should look at the sheets wrapped around her.

The white pigeon lowered its eyes and looked at the dazzling red light on the white bedsheet … Was that blood from her wound, or …

The anger in his eyes flared up, and as he struggled, his wrist was cut open. "Damnit!" What have you done? "

Que 3000 put on his clothes while saying: "Last night, so many people were chasing you down. I was the one who saved you. The injuries on your body, I also found someone to deal with them."

After putting on his clothes, he bent down and looked at the white pigeon with a smile, "Why do you think I saved you?"

The frown on White Pigeon's forehead deepened. This was the first time they had met. It was already enough that he didn't teach her a lesson, so what reason could she have to save him?

But then she thought, her gaze suddenly turned as cold as a sharp sword towards Que 3000, could it be … Did he know her identity?

He sat down on the side of the bed and reached out his hand to touch the white dove's cheek. The white dove turned its head to avoid him, but he only smiled, and spoke with a seemingly emotionless tone: "I'm not a Bodhisattva, if I didn't fancy you, how would I have provoked the Zhu Family?"

After saying that, he suddenly changed the topic, "But I'm quite curious, why would the Zhu Family want to kill you? And you're even willing to cause such a huge commotion? "

The White Pigeon didn't answer, but just laid there indifferently.

Que 3000 smiled when he saw this, "Even if you didn't say it, I still have a way to know."

"Hmph." Hearing this, the White Pigeon indifferently snorted, thinking in its heart: "If you have the ability, then go investigate."

"You don't believe me?" Que 3000 raised his eyebrows.

Just then, the door creaked open.

"Third brother …" The man in the suit from last night had one foot in. When he saw the pigeon on the bed, he couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't know whether to retreat or advance.

"It's getting more and more unruly." Que San did not look at him, and only faintly spat out one sentence.

The man couldn't help but shiver. He grinned and said, "Hehe, third brother, it's time to leave."

"Got it." Que Sanlang's voice was still lazy, "I don't want to be kicked out, next time before you come in, knock on the door."

That person immediately replied, "Yes, yes, yes. I'll remember it."

"Let's go." Que 3000 stood up, and before he left, he looked at the white dove on the bed, then suddenly went over, and said with a smile as if he was coaxing a pet: "Little Tiger, obediently wait for me to come back."

This phrase once again successfully infuriated the White Pigeon.

"You bastard!"