C27 Anger

On the main street of the Linhai City.

He had already twisted the throttle to its maximum, but he still found it too fast. He thought to himself: Lee Miaoke, you must be alright, otherwise, I, as a security guard, will blame myself for my entire life.

Zhang Jiayang was riding on his motorcycle. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that Lee Miaoke should be at a place he had visited before — — Celestial Fragrance House. This was a voice that came from Zhang Jiayang's head.

"Do you want to die?" At this moment, a driver shouted.

Zhang Jiayang turned a deaf ear to the insults coming from beside him, he just drove his motorcycle and sped off.

The night was getting darker, and the number of cars on the road was getting fewer. Zhang Jiayang tried his best to increase the speed of the motorcycle to its limit.

Zhang Jiayang leaned forward, almost touching the motorcycle. His gaze was sharp like a knife, his face was cold, and his eyes were as calm as a cold pond. Only a bone-piercing coldness permeated the air. He knew that Lee Miaoke would be in danger, so he had to remain calm and not let his guard down.

Zhang Jiayang twisted the throttle again and the motorcycle rushed out like a cheetah. The rumbling sound resonated through the entire street and the exhaust gas in the exhaust pipe violently gushed out.

"Lee Miaoke, you'll be fine. I'll be right there."

… ….

Inside the Celestial Fragrance House private room.

Lee Miaoke was aware that she had fallen into the trap set by the two men in front of her. She felt weak all over, and her head became dizzy. Gradually, she collapsed onto a chair, unable to even stand up.

Mu Chi Ming and Kong Erhu laughed out loud. They seemed to be celebrating their perfect plan as they raised their cups and downed the wine in one gulp.

"Young Master Mu, I won't disturb your Spring Clouds for now, but you must remember to give me what I want." Kong Erhu laughed.

"Don't worry, after tonight, this woman will be my woman. That piece of land is not up to me to decide." Mu Zhiming said with a lewd smile.

Lee Miaoke took advantage of the time they were talking to each other to take out her cell phone and ask for help, but she found no signal. Her eyes were empty. Looking at Mu Zhiming's disgusting face, she sank into a wave of despair. Zhang Jiayang's figure couldn't help but appear in her mind. She really hoped that the usually mischievous man would appear in front of her now and stand bravely in front of her like last time, but she knew that it was impossible …

Lee Miaoke's empty eyes gradually filled with tears, all Zhang Jiayang's figure.

At this time, Zhang Jiayang drove his car outside Celestial Fragrance House door.

"Chi!"

With a loud noise, Zhang Jiayang stopped the motorcycle at the entrance of Celestial Fragrance House.

Zhang Jiayang got up and ran into the Celestial Fragrance House.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?" You can't go in without an appointment. " One of the security guards outside the Celestial Fragrance House door stopped Zhang Jiayang and asked.

Zhang Jiayang ignored him, pushed his hand away and continued to walk inside.

Just then, another security guard ran up to Zhang Jiayang and shouted, "Brat, did you not hear our captain talking to you? Do you want to die? "

Ah!

Zhang Jiayang reached out his hand and grabbed the guard's arm. With a crack, the guard's arm broke.

Zhang Jiayang's eyes were bloodshot. He turned around and stared at the security guards as he shouted, "Whoever blocks me, that's what will happen to him."

When the security guards saw Zhang Jiayang's face filled with anger and a cold killing intent radiating from his body, they couldn't help but shiver. They felt that the surrounding temperature had instantly dropped to the extreme.

Zhang Jiayang ignored them and turned around to walk to the second floor.

At this moment, the Sky Room still did not know what had happened downstairs.

"Alright, I won't say anymore. I'll be leaving first. I hope that it will be a pleasant night for you." "Haha." With that, Kong Erhu walked out.

After seeing Kong Erhu leave, Mu Zhiming looked at Lee Miaoke, who was lying on the chair, with a lecherous smile on his face.

Lee Miaoke said anxiously, "Don't come over, aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Lee Family?"

"Haha, didn't you escape the Lee Family for revenge? "What am I afraid of? Besides, from what I understand of you, a woman like you who loves face won't tell anyone about this, right?" Mu Zhiming laughed as he walked towards Lee Miaoke and carried her to the sofa in the room.

"Mu Zhiming, you will die a horrible death. You beast with a human's face, I will not let you succeed even if I die." Lee Miaoke roared with determination.

"Hmph, Lee Miaoke, you forced me to do this. You kept making eye contact with Zhang Jiayang. Do you know what he used to be?" It's a dog in my eyes, and now you actually dare to fight with me for you. I can't take it anymore, you must be thinking of death, right? "Haha, then die. Even if I die, I will take possession of your body." Mu Zhi Ming lowered his head and sniffed Lee Miaoke's hair as he spoke, then continued, "It smells so good. Just the smell alone is intoxicating."

Mu Zhiming threw Lee Miaoke onto the sofa. He started to remove his clothes in a hurry and walked towards Lee Miaoke step by step.

Lee Miaoke closed her eyes. Her heart was completely in despair, and her body was even more powerless. Two streams of bitter tears rolled down her cheeks. Ye Zichen watched Mu Zhiming's disgusting hands gradually move towards her chest.

Just when Mu Zhiming's hands were about to touch Lee Miaoke's chest …

Bang!

The door to the room burst open, causing Mu Zhiming to immediately turn around.

He saw Zhang Jiayang walking towards him like a death god. Zhang Jiayang glared at Mu Zhiming with his blood-red eyes.

Mu Zhi Ming felt like a prey that was being watched by a cheetah. He felt a bloody and terrifying killing intent emitting from Zhang Jiayang's body, enveloping the entire room.

Mu Zhiming felt a tinge of fear. The sharp murderous intent from Zhang Jiayang's body was like a cold sharp knife pressing against his neck.

His Adam's apple wiggled as he stammered, "You … Aren't you in the hospital? Why did you come out? "

Zhang Jiayang's eyes turned cold. He kicked Mu Zhiming in the chest and said, "Did you feel disappointed that I didn't die in the hospital?"

"No …." "No, let's talk nicely. For the sake of our former classmates, please spare me." Mu Zhiming said shakily and obscenely.

"Now you know it's an old classmate? "Too late." Zhang Jiayang kicked Mu Zhiming in the face.

"Zhang Jiayang? Is that you? " At this time, Lee Miaoke recovered from her shock and asked as she looked at the familiar face in the room.

"Miaoke, it's me. Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." Zhang Jiayang ran over and hugged Lee Miaoke.

"Wu wu wu. You've finally come. I'm really scared." Lee Miaoke felt Zhang Jiayang's warmth, so she fell into his arms and started crying.

"Don't worry, I'm late." Zhang Jiayang patted Lee Miaoke's head and said gently.

Mu Zhiming looked at Zhang Jiayang and Lee Miaoke hugging each other, a vicious look appeared in his eyes, but he did not dare to flare up. Mu Zhiming looked at Zhang Jiayang and Lee Miaoke hugging each other, a vicious look appeared in his eyes, but he did not dare to flare up.

Zhang Jiayang naturally noticed Mu Zhiming's actions, but he didn't have the energy to care about him. Even if she left him there, she wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's go, I'll take you home." Zhang Jiayang comforted the crying Lee Miaoke.

Lee Miaoke cried for a while and recovered from the shadow just now. She tried to stand up, but her body felt weak and she fell into Zhang Jiayang's arms. Her cheeks couldn't help but flush red.

"They drugged me." Lee Miaoke explained to Zhang Jiayang with a red face.

"This bastard, he really shouldn't have let him go like this." Zhang Jiayang's eyes turned cold.

Then, Zhang Jiayang's house came down and said gently, "Come, I will carry you."

"Yes," Lee Miaokerou said softly.

Lee Miaoke gently placed her jade-like hands on Zhang Jiayang's broad shoulders. Zhang Jiayang used his strong and heavy hands to support Lee Miaoke's butt, while Lee Miaoke climbed onto Zhang Jiayang's back.

This was the first time she had such intimate contact with someone of the opposite sex. At this moment, Lee Miaoke's breath couldn't help but quicken, feeling the incomparable sense of security on Zhang Jiayang's back and his unique masculine aura, Lee Miaoke's heart started beating rapidly and anxiously. At this moment, Lee Miaoke was so beautiful that she could move people's hearts. A refreshing charm was spreading out from her.

Zhang Jiayang enjoyed the feeling of the two lumps of soft flesh tightly sticking to his back. He felt refreshed and refreshed. He held Lee Miaoke's butt in his palm and felt a lot of brilliance.

… ….

"Zhang Jiayang, how did you know I was here?" Lee Miaoke, who was on her back, asked with a red face.

"I'm not too sure either. I can feel your position at all times." Zhang Jiayang replied, he was indeed unsure about that.

Lee Miaoke thought Zhang Jiayang was talking about panic, but she felt a warm feeling in her heart and didn't ask anymore. She felt safe on this man's back and gradually fell asleep with her head on Zhang Jiayang's shoulder.

Zhang Jiayang listened to the steady breathing on his back and felt his heart ache. He thought to himself: This must have been a huge blow to her. I hope sleeping a little can ease the shadow in her heart.

Zhang Jiayang couldn't help but slow down so that the beautiful girl on his back could have a good dream.

… ….