This green plum is going to counterattack

Chapter 642 Jingyi's Revenge 5
Gong Jiuche quickly called Xia Nuanxin, but Xia Nuanxin said no!
Gong Jiuche's body seemed to be a little stiff, he tried his best to keep calm, but his handsome face was still full of anxiety, he panted heavily, and asked, "Soy sauce bottle, where did you go?"

He didn't say the next few words-did something happen to you?

He didn't want anything to happen to her at all!She must not have an accident!

Something happened?

Gong Jiuche raised her eyes, now there is only one person who can make Luo Xiaochan have an accident and that is Grace!Gong Jiuche thought calmly, if Grace called Luo Xiaochan to let Luo Xiaochan go out, Luo Xiaochan would definitely tell him...

He suddenly remembered the text message Luo Xiaojiang told her in the morning...

Gong Molin stood beside her calmly: "Che, don't worry, maybe nothing happened."

Xia Tang said: "Yes, Seventh Young Master, don't worry."

Gong Xiucan said, "Why don't we go out together and look for places where she might go?"

Both Gong Bingyi and Gong Zhuo nodded.

Xiuzhong called: "Master, that person has been found out, and he is Grace's special bodyguard!"

A strange look flashed across Gong Jiuche's handsome face, he quickly scraped the phone, and said, "Go to Nancheng!"

The young masters and Xia Tang were a little puzzled.

Gong Zhuo said, "Did she go to eat dumplings?"

Gong Jiuche was already walking towards the door, with a serious expression on his face: "It must be Grace!"

Everyone knew that Grace and Luo Xiaojiang had a feud, but they were still a little puzzled, how could Luo Xiaojiang go out alone, and go to Nancheng to meet Grace? "

Gong Molin narrowed her eyes: "What do you mean, Grace sent the text message in the morning? She asked Xiaojiang to go to Nancheng?"

Gong Jiuche said while walking: "Yes, this is the only possibility!"

He didn't understand, didn't he agree not to go?Why does Luo Xiaojiang go out alone?Gong Jiuche frowned, her heart felt a little prickly, was it because of Ye Zimu?

She wants to see Ye Zimu?
What Gong Jiuche is most worried about is Luo Xiaojiang's safety, if it's just Grace, it's fine, but this Grace is Xu Jingyi!Xu Jingyi who almost killed Luo Xiaojiang once.

This lunatic must have revenge!

They didn't ask any more questions, they all knew that Gong Jiuche was very nervous and just followed him to Nancheng.

cemetery.

Grace pressed Luo Xiaojiang's head and roared, "Kowtow to my grandma, kowtow..."

She pressed Luo Xiaojiang's pain and hit the marble hard.

Luo Xiaojiang only felt the sharp pain on her forehead, her face turned pale from the pain, her lips trembled slightly, she couldn't struggle, her hands were tied, and the bones of her legs seemed to have been broken by Grace's sharp high-heeled shoes, It hurts!
bang, bang, bang...

The forehead hit the floor hard again and again, the floor was already stained with glaring blood, and the rain dripped down, but it couldn't be washed away.

Luo Xiaojiang's forehead was already rotten, and blood flowed all over her face. She was in pain, and her eyes were gloomy black for a while, and glaringly bright for a while.

Grace's voice was like a ghost: "Kowtow to my grandma, kowtow..."

She pressed Luo Xiaojiang's head with her hand, hitting the floor harder and harder every time, she opened her mouth, listening to the voice and seeing the blood became inexplicably excited.

The sky was dark and dark, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing.

Luo Xiaojiang's eyelashes were stained with blood, she gritted her teeth, resisted with all her strength, and growled: "Get out of here!" She stood up unsteadily, stared at Grace, and kicked her hard in her belly.

Grace took a few steps back, covered her stomach with her hands, her face was contorted in pain, her eyes were fixed on Luo Xiaojiang, and then she smiled with her mouth open: "Knock your head, it's time for you to pay for my grandma's life." .”

A thunderbolt split open in the sky, revealing a white light.

Grace suddenly pulled out a fruit knife from inside the woolen coat, the light on the blade set off her hideous face, like a ghost climbing up from the eighteenth floor.

(End of this chapter)