The Queen of Gossip

As he spoke, he ignored Luo Xichen's fierce gaze, walked up to him step by step, and pulled Su Wanqing into his arms with his own hands.

"It's really a stunning beauty. It turns out that Oriental beauties also have such top quality." Caesar sighed, while stroking Su Wanqing's perfect profile.

"Take off your dirty hands!" Luo Xichen roared sharply, rushing forward recklessly.

However, as soon as he took a step, his legs fell to the ground limply, tripping over the chair and hitting his body, causing a sharp pain in his back.

Caesar.Seeing this, Dawson was even happier. He happily admired Luo Xichen's painful expression, and tentatively, he put his lips on Su Wanqing's fair cheek, and rubbed them against each other.

At the same time, a pair of eyes like poisonous snakes never leave Luo Xichen's face for a moment, he is enjoying, enjoying the bottom line of this test, perhaps, he can do a little more.

The pain in his back made Luo Xichen's consciousness a little clearer, he gritted his teeth, concentrated all his attention, and turned to Caesar.Dawson's direction rushed over.

Luo Xichen raised his hard fist and slapped Xize hard on the face.He was so hard that Caesar's body flew out and hit the wall on the left.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Xichen hurried forward and hugged Su Wanqing, holding her in his arms, carefully checking whether she was injured, and still staring at the enemy warily from the corner of his eyes.

Caesar reluctantly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. The punch just now not only broke one of his teeth, but also caused a nosebleed.

Caesar went mad with anger, dialed the phone, called a group of men in black to come in, surrounded Luo Xichen, and chased and beat him fiercely!

Luo Xichen was already poisoned and lost all his strength, the punch that broke out just now drained his remaining strength even more, now two punches are no match for four hands.

There was no way, he simply gave up the resistance, hugged Su Wanqing's petite body tightly, wrapped it tightly, and rained heavy punches and feet, all fell on him.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was like broken beads, and he was still holding back; the blood beads became blood lines, flowing down with a splash.

Luo Xichen couldn't feel the pain anymore, his eyes were blood red and gradually blurred, but he still hugged the important person in his arms tightly, getting tighter and tighter.

Finally—he completely lost consciousness and remained motionless.

"Master Caesar, he passed out." A man in black reported respectfully.

Caesar watched coldly from the side, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and said, "Pull them apart, tie them up separately, and take them back to the car."

The men in black tossed about for a long time, showing embarrassment: "Master Caesar, the hug is too tight, you can't pull it apart."

The blue veins on Caesar's temple jumped violently, and he said angrily, "Then chop off Lucifer's hand!"

"This..." A man in black stood up and said, "Master Caesar, this is Chinese territory after all, and it's a restaurant in a public place. There is too much bloodshed to clean up the scene."

After listening to his subordinate's suggestion, Caesar restrained his ferocious expression a little, and ordered: "Then use muscle relaxants and pour him down."

Among the men in black, there was obviously a pharmacist who was proficient in poison. He took out a small bottle, and did not really "drink" Luo Xichen according to Caesar's order, but took out another one. The syringe sucked the medicine in the vial and injected it into Luo Xichen.