How bad guys are made

Chapter 371 The Dangerous He Wenlong
"Let go of her!" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came, and a powerful big hand grabbed He Wenlong's wrist, and his quiet eyes were as sharp as a sword's edge, staring at him coldly.

It was Bailihan.

He Wenlong frowned, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he let go of Zhang Hanhan's arm quickly pretending to be unintentional, looked up at Bailihan dumbly, turned his head and asked Zhang Hanhan suspiciously: "Who is this?"

"He is my friend. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Zhang Hanhan didn't want to explain further.

Hearing this, He Wenlong smiled wryly: "Then at least give it a flush, it's bleeding, otherwise it will be infected, my eldest lady."

Seeing that He Wenlong was no longer overstepping the rules, Zhang Hanhan smiled: "Okay." Then he turned his head to look at Bailihan whose eyes were still cold and vigilant, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Bailihan took a deep look at He Wenlong, and his intuition told him that this man was very dangerous. When he grabbed the opponent's wrist just now, he deliberately increased his strength to try it. His strength was by no means inferior to his own, and he gave Baili Han had an extremely bad feeling, but since Zhang Hanhan had spoken, he would naturally not insist, and silently nodded and turned to leave.

"Come on, wash it off." Zhang Hanhan had just recovered, but He Wenlong grabbed her arm again, and put her arm under the faucet just like he did to Xiaohao.

The cold water rushing on the wrist made the wound ache.His slender and distinct fingers clasped her elbow without hesitation, making Zhang Hanhan embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Let go, I can do it myself." Zhang Hanhan tried his best to keep his tone calm.

But he didn't seem to hear it, and he still buckled it tightly.

Zhang Hanhan frowned and looked up, and saw the man in the mirror staring at his profile.Because the sink space is not large, he held Zhang Hanhan's hand and almost leaned half of his body up.He pressed the other basin with his other hand, and at first glance, it seemed that he had actually wrapped her in his arms.

Seeing Zhang Hanhan frowning at him, a look of pity flashed across his eyes, he smiled and let go.

Zhang Hanhan didn't say anything. He put his hands under the fan and dried them slowly. Turning his head slightly, he could see him standing beside him. He was in a dark suit and his eyes were calm and powerful.The beautiful and picturesque long eyebrows, which are somewhat prettier than women's thrush eyebrows, flew into the temples, and the black jade-like eyes were full of pity, just looking at her quietly.

At a certain moment, Zhang Hanhan felt a pain in his heart for a moment.

The person who was deeply in love when he was ignorant, how many nights he had missed and sketched their future under the intrusion of love, secretly determined that he would not marry in this life.That familiar yet unfamiliar silhouette, those eyes still full of love and pity, made Zhang Hanhan have mixed feelings. How did the lonely boy whose parents died early survived?
But the years have passed, and the present he is no longer the former him, and the present she is also no longer the former her.

Zhang Hanhan had nothing to say to him, but when he turned around, he found that He Wenlong, who was standing beside her, had moved in front of her, his broad body blocked most of her way, leaning against the corner of the wall with a lazy posture, Zhang Hanhan frowned slightly and raised his head to look at him. He still looked at her quietly with affectionate eyes as before, but it made Zhang Hanhan even more agitated.

Zhang Hanhan didn't speak, he turned sideways and tried to walk by, but He Wenlong suddenly straightened up and blocked the way. Zhang Hanhan seemed to have taken the initiative, so he stopped quickly and didn't bump into him.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Hanhan said coldly.

"You don't love me anymore?" He Wenlong whispered.

Zhang Hanhan sneered, and looked up at him: "You are so naive, we were done as early as the day you cheated five years ago."

"Then you like Wendong?" He Wenlong said in a low voice.

"Yes, I like him."

Hearing this, He Wenlong's body tensed up, as if he was stunned by Zhang Hanhan's bold admission, and silently lowered his eyes, a sternness flashed in his eyes.

"But as far as I know, Wendong seems to have other women, how can I be worse than him?" He Wenlong growled at Zhang Hanhan with red eyes.

Zhang Hanhan's face instantly turned cold and he didn't want to explain: "Get out of the way!"

"Heh..." He Wenlong laughed rather self-deprecatingly, and moved away.

Zhang Hanhan gritted her teeth and walked down, but before her foot hit the ground, He Wenlong, who moved away, suddenly blocked her. Perhaps she was stimulated by He Wenlong's questions, and she wanted to leave quickly. The sudden change of mind immediately caught Zhang Hanhan off guard, and it was too late to retract his body, so he slammed into his arms.

Zhang Hanhan's face was stern, and he stretched out his hand to push his chest to get away from his body, but unexpectedly, his waist tightened, and He Wenlong clasped her body tightly to his body, and the two were close together.

Zhang Hanhan was as cold as frost. She never expected that He Wenlong would dare to do such a frivolous and naive act, but it also greatly annoyed her. Fortunately, she was calm enough, and the self-defense skills she learned in college immediately came in handy. He suddenly raised his knee and bumped into his vulnerable lower body.

Unexpectedly, He Wenlong had been on guard for a long time, reached out and grabbed her raised knee, and swayed it mercilessly. Zhang Hanhan screamed in pain, she was still a woman with no strength to restrain her, and her body was also oppressed by his force. And out of balance leaning back.

But at this moment, without waiting for her to catch her breath, He Wenlong took advantage of the situation, grabbed her waist tightly with one hand, and clasped her head with the other, pressing Zhang Hanhan onto the water basin all at once.

Although the back of the head didn't hurt because of He Wenlong's hands making the meat pad, but the waist suddenly rested on the water chestnut of the pool platform. Zhang Hanhan groaned in pain, and before he could call for help, He Wenlong didn't dare to ignore it, and suddenly lowered his head Bit on Zhang Hanhan's lips.

"Woo..." Zhang Hanhan's neck was tightly clasped, making it impossible to move at all, and the pinched neck was excruciatingly painful. Sensing that the opponent's hand on his waist was about to push upwards, Zhang Hanhan bit hard He flicked his protruding tongue.

He Wenlong finally suffered from the pain and pushed her away. Zhang Hanhan's lower back suddenly hit the corner of the pool behind him.

He Wenlong sneered, and grabbed Zhang Hanhan's hand that had just been raised. His handsome face was already covered with ferocity, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, making him look even more ferocious. He didn't care about the pain in Zhang Hanhan's wrist at all. He Wenlong sneered, just now He wanted to bully him again, but at this moment a black shadow flashed, and He Wenlong turned his head in surprise.

It was Bailihan who slammed a fist on his handsome and ferocious face with a sharp momentum and without fancy.

"Uh..." He Wenlong groaned in pain, leaned over and slammed heavily on the wall beside him.

Hastily glanced at the eldest lady who was panting and panting, Bailihan's eyes became more and more icy cold, and he didn't stop after punching him. He kicked him in the stomach with a kick, and He Wenlong felt pain again. Hmph, the tall body hunched over in an instant, Bailihan bullied him again, grabbed his shoulders, and pressed his knees heavily on his chest again.

Unexpectedly, at this time, He Wenlong's eyes flashed a sternness, and he did not know where the huge strength came from, and he broke free from Bailihan's hands holding his shoulders, and the huge strength caused Bailihan's body to lean back for a short time. Suddenly, He Wenlong jumped up violently, at an extremely fast speed, and at the moment when Bailihan's body lost control and fell back briefly, he raised a fist and slammed it hard on his chest.

Bailihan's thin and hard body also slammed into the wall behind him, and there was a fiery fighting intent in his cold eyes. He was about to strike again, but at this moment, Zhang Hanhan, who had recovered, hurriedly stop.

"Enough!" Zhang Hanhan shouted coquettishly, whether it was from anger or fright, there was a strong tremor in her voice while panting.

Bailihan stopped immediately, but his sword-like gaze was full of vigilance, and he stared coldly at He Wenlong opposite him. This man was dangerous, and he had noticed it from the beginning, so he didn't hold back his attack just now.

Zhang Hanhan staggered past He Wenlong, who was leaning over and panting heavily, Bailihan glanced at Zhang Hanhan, but didn't take the initiative to reach out to help her.

"He Wenlong, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Zhang Hanhan walked to the aisle and stopped for a while, his tone was as cold as frost, and he didn't even turn his head to look at him. He disappointed Zhang Hanhan so much.

He Wenlong leaned against the wall and stubbornly raised his head, reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a ferocious sneer on his face: "You will regret it soon..."

Zhang Hanhan left without saying anything, and Bailihan talked to her silently without saying a word.

After leaving the shopping mall, the cool autumn evening breeze sprayed on his face, Zhang Hanhan looked up at the dark night sky, blinked without saying a word, and two hot tears flowed out.

She has completely given up, but it's not that there is still hope for him in her heart, it's just that she always has the beautiful shadow of his youth in her heart, even if she doesn't see him, even if she won't be together, it's still indispensable in her life Part of it, but now, because of today's events, this faint shadow has been stained with a thick layer of black halo, it is no longer pure, and it was completely strangled by his crazy animal behavior today.

Bailihan stood quietly a few meters away from her, staring at her motionless, even from the moment he made the move until now, he has not said a word, like a cold robot.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, after having a simple dinner with Li Bing'er, Wendong took a taxi back to Cuiliu Yuanju.

As soon as he walked to a place more than ten meters away from the villa, he noticed a Ling Ran's gaze sweeping over his body from the dark place. This kind of gaze that makes people feel cold at a glance is too familiar. It is the one who just arrived today. Thyme cold.

Wen Dong stopped for a while, nodded towards the dark place, and then stepped into the villa.

In a dark corner, Bailihan stood with his hands down, his eyes like lightning, quietly watching Wendong's leaving back.

(End of this chapter)