Zhang Feng's wrist was held by Hu Xinting's delicate and flawless hands, as green as green onions.
The bones of the fist were already torn apart, and the blood on them had dried up and become blurry.
"Do you know why I don't let you kill Mao Xiaorui?" Hu Xinting looked directly into Zhang Feng's eyes, with a slight smile in her beautiful eyes.
Zhang Feng shook his head. If Hu Xinting hadn't spoken at the last moment, Mao Xiaorui would have died under his fist.
"I don't think it's worth risking your life for a rotten person like Mao Xiaorui!" Hu Xinting said lightly.
She gently turned Zhang Feng's palm and looked at the roughness and thick layer of calluses in the palm, which were formed by being worn out and healed again, worn out and healed again over a long period of time.
His fingers unconsciously rubbed Zhang Feng's palm, making him feel itchy. He wanted to withdraw his palm, but he couldn't bear to give up this feeling.
Gently letting go of Zhang Feng's hand, Hu Xinting tore off a strip from her clothes, held his hand again, and gently bandaged the ragged wound.
"There is no gauze, so we can only bandage it temporarily like this. Don't you mind it?" Hu Xinting said with a slight smile, and tied the strip of cloth into a bow and tied it firmly.
"No... pretty good!" Zhang Feng was speechless for a moment.
The two of them fell into a slightly awkward situation, and neither of them knew what to say. The atmosphere of a man and a woman living alone in the same room could not escape the ambiguity.
After swallowing, Zhang Feng took a quilt from the bed, spread it on the ground, and lay on it.
Hu Xinting was lying on the bed, took out her cell phone and sent a text message to her best friend in the same dormitory, asking her to send her clothes tomorrow morning, but she didn't receive a reply, so she must have fallen asleep.
She was so frightened today that she couldn't sleep.
And Zhang Feng was also pretending to sleep with his eyes closed. If he pounced on him now, would he be like a beast? If he didn't pounce on him, would he be worse than a beast
In the midst of such tangled thinking, he soon fell asleep, breathing evenly.
Hu Xinting, who was lying in bed unable to fall asleep, felt funny in her heart. This Zhang Feng was really interesting, he actually fell asleep so quickly.
A beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but an indescribable sense of security rose in her heart, which diluted the shock she received today.
, and soon fell into sleep.
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The entire taxi industry in Southwest City is under the control of Xue Biao, and every taxi driver is his eyes and ears.
When he received the news that a driver had spotted the boy who had insulted his sister in a villa area on the outskirts of the city, he quickly rushed to the outskirts of the city in a hurry to help his brothers.
"Sissi, it's so late. You should go to bed early. Staying up late is not good for your skin!"
"Don't worry, when I catch that kid, I will bring him back so you can vent your anger!" Xue Biao persuaded.
But he was cursing in his heart and didn't know who actually told his sister the news of the discovery of the boy's whereabouts, forcing her to follow him.
"No, brother, I must see him with my own eyes!" Yun Xinqian said firmly.
Xue Biao could ignore any thoughts, but he could not strictly reject his sister. He could only say helplessly: "Okay, Sissi, don't run around then!"
Two hours later, Xue Biao found the hotel where Zhang Feng was staying. It was not difficult for him to find one.
From the time my sister was humiliated on the plane to the time she found Zhang Feng, it didn't take more than twelve hours.
He led his brothers and swaggered into the hotel, but the landlady was so frightened that she quickly ran over and said respectfully: "Brothers, I don't know where I offended you. I have something to say!"
Naturally, there was no need for Xue Biao to open his mouth in such a scene. Yaozi said coldly: "Beimen's work has nothing to do with you. I'm just waiting aside to make sure you're fine! Let me ask you, have you seen this person before?"
The landlady nodded angrily and said, "I think I saw it!"
"What does it mean? If you see it, you've seen it. If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it. Answer honestly!" Yaozi asked coldly with his eyes crossed.
"Wearing a hat, I didn't see clearly. It seems he is this person, in room 208 on the second floor!" the landlady explained in a low voice.
Xue Biao waved his hand and told Yao Zi not to get entangled with the boss's wife, and to go to room 208 to see if he was the person he was looking for.
The landlady stood aside with her hands shrinking, not daring to stop him!
Southwest City is quiet and peaceful during the day, but the night after twelve o'clock is under the control of four doors!
There was a ringing sound in the corridor
The sound of chaotic footsteps woke Zhang Feng from his sleep.
He sat up suddenly and looked towards the bed next to him.
Hu Xinting slept peacefully, with a slight smile on her face, sleeping soundly.
When you pricked up your ears, you could hear footsteps coming toward your room.
Zhang Feng's face looked a little gloomy. He stood up, walked out of the room, closed the door, and saw Yaozi walking towards him with someone!
Their eyes met, and Yaozi recognized at a glance that the man in the peaked cap in front of him was the man who humiliated the eldest sister in the surveillance photo.
Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Feng overcame him and said in a low voice: "If anything happens, let's talk to outsiders. If things get too big, it won't be good for anyone!"
He also didn't expect that the person who was seeking revenge from Mao Xiaorui would come to him so quickly. Judging from the menacing attitude of the other party, he might be a bad person. If there was a conflict in the corridor, it might disturb Hu Xinting's rest in the room.
Yaozi suppressed the words that came to his mouth, and said outside that it was just what he wanted, and he had to leave it to the boss to decide whether he would live or die!
Zhang Feng quickly walked towards the kite, and the people he brought with him moved out of the way.
Walking downstairs, Zhang Feng frowned slightly.
Because he saw a woman standing next to a bald man.
"Isn't this the woman on the plane? It doesn't look like Mao Xiaorui's revenge team?" Zhang Feng secretly thought in his heart, while his eyes stayed on the bald man!
His body is strong, his exploding muscles seem to burst his clothes, and his temples are bulging high. He looks like a Lianjiazi at first glance!
No wonder the stewardess Xu Qiuping reminded herself to leave Southwest City. It turned out that this charming woman really had some background.
"Sister, was he the one who humiliated you on the plane?" Xue Biao pointed at Zhang Feng who came out of the stairs and asked Yun Xinqian.
"Well, brother, it's him. I can recognize him even if he turns into ashes!" Yun Xinqian nodded in affirmation.
The people led by Yaozi blocked Zhang Feng's back, cutting off his way back.
Xue Biao took a step forward and stopped in front of Zhang Feng, who was five meters away. "Boy, you insulted my sister. I want your life to be more than enough! Are you going to die on your own, or do you want me to do it?" "