boom!
There was a terrifying sound like a bomb exploding, followed by a "squeaking" sound that made your teeth sore.
The entire door was torn from the door frame with Zhang Feng's angry kick, and it hit the ground with a 'snap'!
The little brother in the room, Mr. Mao, who had raised his head slightly, was so frightened by this terrifying movement that he suddenly became depressed!
He looked toward the door and saw no one, only a dark figure.
Immediately afterwards, his face came into close and brief contact with a size 43 shoe sole.
The body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, until its back hit the wall and stopped.
There were clear shoe prints on Mr. Mao's face, nosebleeds spurted out from the broken nose, and his two front teeth had flown to nowhere.
He slid along the wall and sat on the ground. Mr. Mao's head was drooped on one shoulder, and he had passed out.
Looking towards the luxurious bed, Zhang Feng seemed to have forgotten to breathe for a moment.
The outer clothes were scattered aside, and the whole body was only wearing underwear. The perfect body was exposed, like the most perfect work of art from heaven.
Although he was not attacked, Zhang Feng had the urge to have a nosebleed.
He quickly shook his head to get rid of these miscellaneous thoughts, silently chanting "see no evil, see no evil," but his eyes couldn't help but glance over.
After picking up the windbreaker scattered aside and wrapping Hu Xinting's exposed perfect body, covering up the moving spring scenery, Zhang Feng felt that he could breathe.
Crossing his fingers and moving them to make a soft 'click' sound, Zhang Feng stepped towards the unconscious Young Master Mao.
There was mockery in his eyes, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "You think you can escape by pretending to be unconscious? What a joke!"
Young Master Mao didn't respond, still hanging his head.
The smile on Zhang Feng's face became even thicker. It seemed that Young Master Mao was not so stupid as to pretend to be unconscious!
What he is best at is "pretending to be crazy and acting stupid", and now he is completely playing tricks on Guan Gong!
He walked over and said softly: "Young Master Mao, right? Do you know what I was thinking on the way after you?"
"If you dare to touch a hair of Hu Xinting, I will break every bone in your body inch by inch. Now obviously if you move
, then I will do what I say! "
He raised his foot and rubbed it on Master Mao's fingers mercilessly!
"Ah—" A heart-rending scream came from Mr. Mao's throat.
Not to mention that he was pretending to be comatose, even if he really got through it, the pain from his fingers to his heart still made him wake up.
"Let me go, ah! My father will not let you go, I will kill you!" Mao Xiaorui roared.
"Don't let me go? Kill me?" Zhang Feng said sarcastically: "Are you a pig? You should beg for mercy now instead of threatening, you know? You said that I heard your threat and was afraid that you would really retaliate against me. Will he kill people and silence them?”
"I'll kill you now and run away. Do you think your father can find me?" Without talking, Zhang Feng kept crushing the soles of his shoes. Every time he crushed them, Mao Xiaorui let out a louder scream. .
"Don't you dare kill me! If you kill me, my father will kill your whole family!" Mao Xiaorui did not have the consciousness to beg for mercy and still threatened.
Zhang Feng's expression became colder and colder. He was truly murderous towards Mao Xiaorui and said word for word: "Although I have no relatives, I will never allow others to threaten me like this! Go to hell...!"
He clenched his fist, made a banging sound, and waved it, thinking about hitting Mao Xiaorui's throat!
As long as this punch hits hard, it will directly crush the Adam's apple and block the trachea, and Mao Xiaorui will die.
"No... don't want it!" A weak but extremely firm voice sounded behind Zhang Feng.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng's heart softened. He really couldn't refuse any request from the owner of this voice!
It was too late to withdraw his fist, so he could only deflect it and hit the wall hard!
boom.
The wall peeled off and blood fell on the wall.
Zhang Feng slowly withdrew his fist and inserted it into his trouser pocket with slight trembling.
At that moment, Mao Xiaorui felt that his life no longer belonged to him. He knew that if Hu Xinting hadn't spoken, his life would have been lost under this ruthless man's fist.
After taking a breath, the tight bladder could no longer hold its tightness, and a stream of heat spurted out from the crotch, and a fishy smell spread, filling the room.
Looking back at Hu Xinting, the latter struggled to sit up from the bed.
"Take me out of here!" He said softly.
Zhang Feng already lowered his head and covered his face with the brim of his hat. He walked over, carried her on his back, and walked towards the outside of the villa.
When he reached the door, Zhang Feng turned his head slightly and glanced at Mao Xiaorui, who was so frightened that he had to urinate incontinently, with a threatening look.
"You are lucky this time. If there is another time, I promise to twist off your head and use it as a chamber pot!" With these cold words, Zhang Feng carried Hu Xinting out of the villa!
Two soft balls touched Zhang Feng's back, but there was no blasphemous thought in his mind.
"I'll take you back to the dormitory." Zhang Feng lowered his voice and made his voice deeper.
"If I am seen like this when I go back to the dormitory, there may be some rumors in the school tomorrow. Although I don't care about other people's opinions, I am a girl after all, so I still have to consider my reputation." The drugged drug The strength hadn't passed yet, and her voice was extremely weak.
Zhang Feng's heart ached. Mao Xiaorui had done all of this. Letting him go like this today was really too easy for him.
"Take me to the hotel!"
Hearing this, Zhang Feng swallowed hard, and in his mind could not help but imagine the scene of a lonely man and a widow living in the same room in the middle of the night.
After carrying Hu Xinting for about five kilometers, he saw a small hotel. After paying double the price so that the guest would not check his ID, Zhang Feng went upstairs and walked into the room under the ambiguous gaze of the landlady.
Putting Hu Xinting gently on the bed, Zhang Feng still lowered his head.
"No need to hide it anymore, I know who you are." Hu Xinting said with a faint smile on her face.
Zhang Feng didn't raise his head. He didn't want Hu Xinting to know about him, so he didn't raise his head and deliberately changed his voice when he spoke.
For a beautiful scene like a hero rescuing a beauty, the male protagonist should be powerful and handsome, not ordinary enough to feel ashamed of himself.
"Zhang Feng! Thank you for saving me!" Hu Xinting asked softly.
Now that his identity has been completely exposed, Zhang Feng has no need to hide anymore and takes off the peaked cap on his head.
"Come here!" Hu Xinting said again.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng walked over!
Hu Xinting reached out and grabbed Zhang Feng's wrist, pulling his hand out of his pocket.