Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"So what if I know?" He said coldly, "Why should I tell you?"

Ximen Longting's red pupils burned: "It seems that you want to loosen your bones?"

"It's okay, the skin is tight, I haven't flexed my muscles and bones for a long time..."

"Brother," Ji Zihan hurriedly shouted, "Just tell us, we have something to do with Che, and we won't hurt him."

"Became his man after only a few days of marriage?" Ji Ziang's eyes became sharper, "Did you help him talk?"

Ji Zihan shook his head: "No, I don't want you to suffer."

Ji Ziang: "Sweet and bitter, I like bitter taste best."

After finishing speaking, he pretended that Ximen Longting didn't exist, and went straight past him to go upstairs.

Wilson quickly stood in front of him again: "Master Ji, if you don't cooperate, don't blame our young master for being rude."

Ji Zi put his head up on the armrest, his back was cold and stern: "In my territory?"

"Everywhere here is surrounded by our young master's people."

"Ji Ziang, you are not my opponent." Ximen Longting's wild voice sounded behind him, "I only need one finger to crush you to death."

Of course Ximen Longting has this ability...

"Tie him up."

Holding the rope, the two bodyguards came towards Ji Ziang.

Ji Ziang is agile, so naturally he will not succumb to being restrained...

More well-trained bodyguards rushed over to fight Ji Ziang.

The servants were frightened and fled out of the hall one after another...

Ximen Longting sat down on the high-back sofa, crossed his long legs, and twirled the ring in his hand, with a proud and arrogant posture.

Ji Zihan followed him and pleaded: "Ximen, he is my brother, can you stop doing this?"

"I gave him a chance, and he disobeyed."

"The more you force him like this, with my brother's personality, the less he will submit!"

"Really? Let's see if it's my fist or his mouth."

"Simon, Simon, I beg you..."

Ximen Longting turned his face away coldly, watching the good show in front of him.Unexpectedly, Ji Ziang was quite capable of fighting.

At this time, a figure appeared upstairs, Jing Jiaren.

She was disturbed by the fighting downstairs, and saw Ji Ziang being flanked by dozens of bodyguards at a glance, and Ximen Longting sitting there watching the play.

The stairs were blocked by people fighting, and Jing Jiaren couldn't go down.

Ji Ziang raised his head abruptly, and when he saw Jing Jiaren, a trace of violence flashed out of the corner of his eyes.

I saw him break through the encirclement and run upstairs——

Ximen Longting's composure dissipated immediately, damn it, dare to touch his woman! ?

He took out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at Ji Ziang's foot.

"Don't!" Ji Zihan yelled loudly, and wanted to block the gun, but was thrown by Ximen Longting and knocked to the ground.

Ji Ziang's right leg was shot, and he felt numb in his footsteps, unable to exert strength.

Ximen Longting played with the pistol: "It's a tranquilizer pistol, what are you in a hurry for?"

Ji Zihan gasped in horror and fell down on the sofa.

Taking advantage of Ji Ziang's shooting, the bodyguards surrounded him and immediately tied him up with a rope.

Ximen Longting strode over with a dark face, and saw several injured bodyguards fell to the ground, he kicked angrily: "Idiot!"

These bodyguards were all elite, more than 30 of them, not even a single Ji Ziang could deal with them.

With long legs, he walked up to Jing Jiaren with big strides.

"Why did you wake up? Did it wake you up?" Ximen Longting held her shoulder, "It's dangerous to run out at this time, do you know?"

"You promised me last night that you would not touch him, and convince others with virtue."