News of Zhang Zichu's attack spread inadvertently, which immediately caused an uproar in the entertainment circle. The broker’s tragic death, none of the reporters present at the time was spared, and even the only female assistant who survived was already delirious, and the life and death of the person involved is still unknown. While this made everyone feel panic, it also plunged the city into a crisis of panic and fear. Some fans are also praying in their own way for their idols to come back without incident.
Dongfang Han left the interrogation room and left the police station in Lu Changsheng's regretful eyes for reasons that he could not do anything. And she also took away from here the only thing Zhang Zichu left behind, and at the same time exchanged an agreement with Chen Ya that she was responsible for finding Zhang Zichu, and she had to keep this secret that the police couldn't know.
She subconsciously touched the cold and tarnished pistol on her waist, and passed the piercing coldness in her skin. Losing the master's weapon is like a discarded child, having lost its original brilliance.
Zhang Zichu, are you still alive...
She looked up at the blue sky, her eyes gradually sinking.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly retracted his gaze and moved his gaze to the front.
At the door, Jiang Junxi stood there quietly with Rick's face pressed, his lips pressed slightly, and he seemed to be in a rather bad mood.
Dongfang Han just wanted to speak, but saw Jiang Junxi leave Ugo behind him and strode up.
"Is this your answer? Dongfang Han!"
An anger flowed in his black eyes, and he stared at her closely, even breathing quickly.
"Tell me, is Zhang Zichu's matter more important than me? You can leave me for him and ignore my safety."
"What are you going crazy again." Dongfang Han was too lazy to explain to him, when he was about to turn around and leave—
"You stop for me!" Jiang Junxi grabbed Dongfang Han's arm in the stunned gaze of the people around him, and drew her to him abruptly, staring at her with eagle-like cold eyes, every word. Words: "East, Fang, Han, you, no, want, force, me!"
She was already upset enough to have no intention of quarreling with the man in front of her, but she was about to break her hand completely irritated him.
"You dead woman." He stepped forward, with his arms around Dongfang Han's waist, lifting her up like a sandbag onto his shoulders.
"what are you doing… !"
It happened so suddenly that Dongfang Han felt that her chest was hurt by his hard shoulders. She wanted to jump off, but Jiang Junxi held her back tightly and couldn't move at all.
"Let me see how I go home to clean up you."
After Jiang Junxi finished speaking, he turned her back and left here quickly.
With a group of dumbfounded people left behind, Vic and Rem have the best expressions.
"It's the first time I have taken a big look at the boss," Vic couldn't help but stretched out his thumb and gave a big compliment: "What a man!"
Hearing this, Rem beside him nodded in agreement. Only Ugo's face was not so good-looking, his eyes sank slightly as he watched the direction where the pair of men and women were leaving.
"Let me down!... Quickly let me down! Jiang Junxi, you bastard!"
No matter what Dongfang Han said or scolded. Jiang Junxi walked directly back to the hotel carrying her, ignoring the surprised eyes of passers-by, leading her upstairs into the room, and threw Dongfang Han onto the bed without gentleness.
Before Dongfang Han got up, Jiang Junxi bullied her, and his heavy body pressed her tightly. Seeing that he was about to bow his head to kiss himself, Dongfang Han immediately turned his head, but he stretched out his hand to pinch his chin tightly.
"Let...Let go—" Her mouth was opened by him, and her scarlet tongue stuck in, constantly [entangled] her.