C3 Child's motherf*cker

At this time, Jiang Yuan had already run out of the hotel. He stood on the street in a daze, his eyes filled with tears.

"Young Master!" A scream was heard from his side, and a man in a military uniform rushed over and picked him up. "Thank god, I've finally found you!"

Jiang Yuan grabbed the man's clothes pitifully with a face full of grievance and anger. He kept looking back at the inn and patting the man's clothes with all his might.

Only when he was carried inside the room did he rush past the large group of people kneeling in the room and directly sat in Jiang Siming's embrace in the middle of the room.

The room was filled with the heavy smell of blood, but Jiang Yuan did not seem to smell it. His eyes were wide open as he looked at the "people" lying on the ground beside him, who could be called corpses.

This group of people wanted him to be captured, so it was normal for him to be punished by his father.

He had seen this sort of thing since he was young.

"Save him!" Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes as he tightly held onto Jiang Siming's clothes.

The people kneeling around him couldn't help but tremble in fear when they saw what was happening to Jiang Yuan. Not only had they lost Jiang Young Master, they had also caused him to cry out loud upon returning.

This was the first time they saw Jiang Young Master cry. The Young Master Jiang would kill them! Just like when he killed the bodyguards from before!

Jiang Yuan grabbed Jiang Siming's arm and shook it: "Save me."

"You want me to save her?" Jiang Siming reached out his fingers and grabbed Jiang Yuanshan's collar, immediately lifting the person up in front of him. "Why not?"

"Save!" "Mom!" Jiang Yuan raised his head and looked at Jiang Siming with his aggrieved eyes, as though he was about to cry.

Jiang Siming's brows slightly raised, as he stretched out his hand to put down Jiang Yuanshan. He propped up his cheeks with the corner of his lips as he said, "You mean, you saw your mother? You know her? "

This kind of contemptuous attitude obviously caused Jiang Yuan to be displeased. He suddenly stood up straight and started to run out. This was the first time he ran with such small steps.

"Follow me." Jiang Siming extended his finger and gently pointed. The people who were kneeling were like war horses that had escaped from their restraints and ran outside.

Luckily, at least, he managed to survive.

It was the first time that Jiang Yuan's shin moved so fast. Even the big and tall men behind him had no choice but to follow him, striding forward.

Jiang Siming was playing with the cigarette in his hand, leisurely walking at the back, looking calm and collected.

Just like that, the group of people charged into the inn. The owner of the inn was about to say something, but he was thrown onto the ground by the bodyguards. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound.

Jiang Yuan stood in front of him aggressively, and his expressionless face inexplicably had a hint of sternness, which merged with Jiang Siming's face for some reason.

"Bang!" His young voice had a certain boldness to it.

The door was smashed open with a bang, and a group of people crazily rushed in, taking the delinquents inside with them.

Right now, Yin Jiaren's clothes were in disarray, as she laid unconscious on the sofa at the side. Fortunately, her clothes were not messed up, so it was obvious that she was alright.

"Mom!" Just as Jiang Yuan was about to pounce on him, his clothes were grabbed by someone and he was thrown into another person's embrace.

Jiang Siming had never been a good person. He would never interfere in something like this.

Thus, no one expected him to make a move. Even more so, no one expected him to suddenly move forward and pick up a person!

It was a woman. If anyone else were to find out, their eyeballs would have dropped out of their sockets.

Jiang Siming looked at the lady in his arms quietly, the tip of his nose filled with her fragrance.

Although this woman's appearance was a lot more mature than when she was young, but Jiang Siming felt that he should still be able to recognize her figure.

"Bring these people back to the southern mountain villa." His gaze coldly swept over the continuously struggling group of delinquents. The killing intent from his body frightened everyone present and they couldn't help but shiver.

Zi Mao was so scared that his legs were trembling, and his teeth chattered: "Do you know who I am?! I am a relative of Zheng Family! "If you offend me, Mrs. Zheng will definitely make things difficult for you!"

"Heh."

Jiang Siming indifferently swept his gaze over, holding the woman in his arms as he walked out.