Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rongyan's hand: "Let's go back, he will die wherever he likes, it has nothing to do with us."

Yan Yan ignored Liancheng Yazhi, she asked Jian Jian: "Jian Jian, how are you...?"

Jian Jian, who was lying motionless on the ground like a corpse, moved his eyelids, he did it, and then stood up with difficulty.

The wound on Jian Jian's face is like a palette, but it has reduced the fierce hostility on his body a bit.

He showed a smile on his face: "Very good."

Liancheng Yazhi snorted coldly, and put her arms around Rongyan's shoulders: "Leave him alone, he just needs a beating, I'll be fine if I give you a good beating, wife, go back to sleep."

After speaking, he dragged his face and left.

How could her appearance be able to match Liancheng Yazhi's strength, and she was taken away by him, she struggled and said: "Don't make trouble, a simple injury is more serious than a serious injury, you need medicine."

Liancheng Yazhi's arms are like pliers, holding her face, making her unable to move at all, "Just find someone to give him medicine, don't worry about it, he also beat your husband, you can see that there is something wrong on his face. Injury, I didn't see me, let me tell you, his attack was black and thief, I was seriously injured..."

Face: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. It hurts. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself later."

Seeing her face being dragged away by Liancheng Yazhi, Jian Jian showed a hint of a smile in her bloodshot eyes from the beating.

He moved the corner of his mouth, a pained look crossed his face.

In the sparring before, he didn't hit hard, because he didn't have the heart to fight Liancheng Yazhi at all.

But Liancheng Yazhi played it firmly and was not polite at all.

Not only did the acquaintance who hit him in the face almost no longer recognize him, but he also suffered multiple injuries on his body, and his ribs were almost broken by his kick.

Jian Jian gently rubbed his ribs on the left side, and greeted Liancheng elegantly in his heart.

Although he was beaten badly, Jian Yi was not angry at all.He knew that Liancheng Yazhi's ultimate goal was for his own good, and hoped that he could face some things seriously.

After being beaten up, he really figured out something.

Mo Xunxun was not his first woman, but she was the most special one.

Because that's what he likes.

Whether it is suitable or not is not important, the key is that he loves it.

Their appearance and Liancheng's elegance are not suitable, they are not in the right family, and the two of them have been taking advantage of each other from the beginning, but they fell in love, so they are together, and now they are happier than anyone else.

Jian Jian watched them walk along the way. A few years ago, he would never have imagined that one day, the two of them would walk together.

Jian Jian looked at his hands, his hands were very rough, covered with thick calluses from being used to touching weapons, these hands were stained with the blood of many people, and many people would die.

Now, he didn't want to continue killing others, didn't want to live in the constant killing, he wanted to protect a woman.

……

Coming out of the gym, Jian Jian saw the butler standing outside.

The housekeeper said: "Master Jian, the young lady has ordered that if you come out, let me take you to take a bath and get some medicine."

Simply nodded and did not speak.

With his current appearance, even if he didn't look in the mirror, he knew how embarrassed he was.

Jian Jian took a shower and changed into the clothes prepared by the housekeeper, but the maid didn't give him medicine.

After treating the wound simply by himself, he was ready to leave.

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