The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 13 Husband, I will avenge you
The waiting lights in the room were very bright, shining on his face, Jun Ling couldn't see his expression clearly for a while, only heard his voice coldly said: "In the cabinet by the door."

Jun Ling walked over, and sure enough, she found her bag in the closet. The small backpack was carried behind her. Jun Ling nodded to him and prepared to leave.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, thought for a while, and said, "I may be in City A in the near future. If you need to deal with Mrs. Mu when you go home, please notify me in advance."

After Jun Ling finished speaking, he left. Mu Shaocheng slowly drank the coffee in his cup. The slightly cold coffee was more bitter, but he didn't seem to notice it.

Standing outside the hotel door, Jun Ling rubbed her face vigorously, and only walked out when the flush on her face gradually faded.

When she woke up, she had lost all alcohol, and she looked refreshed. It happened that the lights were on again, and Jun Ling flipped through the bank cards in her bag, thinking that according to her way of eating, Mu Shaocheng would not be killed. Card maxed out?

But thinking of his confident words that day, she felt relieved again. No matter what, Young Master Mu should not be the one to slap himself in the face.

Throughout the night, Mu Shaocheng's cell phone never stopped, and he received six consumption text messages in three hours. Although each time was not many, Jun Ling must have eaten too much.

Mu Shaocheng looked at the phone inexplicably agitated, both women, why is there such a big difference?
He took a sip of his wine, and the phone rang again. He frowned, turned the phone to silent and stuffed it into his pocket, out of sight and out of mind.

In the bar in the east of City A, the neon lights were flickering, and all kinds of music played together. I don’t know how many women secretly stared at the cold man in front of the bar, but no one dared to approach him within two meters because of his aura.

Mu Shaocheng stared at the flashing dizziness without stopping, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, a woman came to him through the crowd of dancing monsters. The red dress could not hide the heavy makeup, and she boldly put her hand on his shoulder, "Sir, let's have a drink together?"

Mu Shao glanced at her, then coldly pushed her hand away, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, threw the tip on the bar counter, turned and left.

The woman grabbed his arm, "Handsome guy, don't go."

Jiao Didi's tone made people's skin crawl, but Mu Shaocheng didn't even look at her this time, he shook off her hand and left.

It is said that he is used to this kind of occasion, but every time he comes here, he feels a kind of disgust. He didn't feel it before, but it has become more and more obvious in the past two years.

Within a few minutes after he left the door, he felt someone following him. He frowned and stopped.

"Damn, our Sister Fang asked you to drink with her to save face, but you don't know what's good?" When the people behind saw him stop, they threw their fists at him.

Mu Shaocheng dodged his fist with a short body, looked and found that there were only two people, sneered in his heart, and moved towards them with a sweep of his long legs.

"Damn, who are you, you dare to follow your aunt!" Not far away, Mu Shaocheng frowned, and then the sound of running was getting closer and closer.

"Wow, there are people fighting here too. You guys like fighting so much, let's fight together." Jun Ling slapped his hands and rushed directly into Mu Shaocheng's battle circle.

The people chasing after her also rushed over, and the two people who were fighting with Mu Shaocheng were immediately dispersed.

Jun Ling ran two steps, but suddenly felt that the person she saw just now looked familiar. She rolled her eyes, what's the point of being unlucky alone, since you met an acquaintance, let's be unlucky together.

She turned around and rushed over again, and the people behind her didn't know whether they were too cowardly or unprepared, but she rushed back.

The two tripped people had just stood up and wanted to continue attacking Mu Shaocheng, when Jun Ling shouted, "I like fighting too, let's go together."

As she ran forward, she stretched out her hand, and Mu Shaocheng wanted to die, thinking how could he meet this ancestor everywhere?
The slender wrist is not as wide as a man's finger, and if someone gets it on, he will only be discounted. Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and hit the man who temporarily changed his direction and stretched out his hand towards Jun Ling, but he was caught by someone else One took the opportunity to punch him in the stomach.

Even so, it didn't affect his movements at all. He punched the man in the face with such force that he was sent flying.

Then he grabbed Jun Ling's hand, "Get out, run forward."

"Looking for death!" Jun Ling was in a hurry when he saw it, and he kept walking. With one hand on Mu Shaocheng's shoulder, he jumped up, his body spun lightly, but the strength of his toes was not small. Shao Cheng kicked the man in the face, and also flew out.

Mu Shaocheng was taken aback for a moment, at this time several people chasing Jun Ling also rushed over, together with the two people who stood up again, they surrounded Jun Ling and Mu Shaocheng together.

The two stood back to back in the encirclement and looked at the few people who were staring at them. Jun Ling couldn't help but poke Mu Shaocheng's back from behind, "Honey, what good did you do that someone treats you like this again?"

"What did you do again?"

"The ghost knows what I did. Didn't I just eat something? As a result, I got a few more tails." Speaking of this, Jun Ling was more wronged than anyone else. She could be watched even after a meal. Whoever provoked whom.

Mu Shaocheng snorted, "It deserves it!"

"You can't do much better!"

The two of them sang together without any fear, but they annoyed the person who wanted to attack them, so they rushed forward with a loud cry.

From the hand just now and the grabbing hand that Jun Ling showed on the second day of the wedding, Mu Shaocheng can basically conclude that Jun Ling must have practiced a lot of self-defense skills, so he no longer focuses on protecting her.

Thus, a scuffle began.

Two people were against six people, but no one was afraid. On the contrary, Jun Ling was still a little bit excited.

When she was seven years old, she was in the second grade of elementary school. She was bullied in the class and had her arm broken. After she was discharged from the hospital, there was an extra course in her life.

Until last year, the Jun family had a special teacher to teach her various self-defense techniques, melee attacks and so on.

However, after practicing for so many years, Jun Ling still didn't know how good his skills were. He never thought that today he would have a perfect opportunity to try it out.

Her excited eyes were shining golden. She was a woman, and she didn't have much strength, so she turned to attack some fragile parts of the body.

"Mu Shaocheng, can you make a quick move? Look, they are standing up again." Jun Ling commanded Mu Shaocheng, and hit the eye of the man who rushed over with an uppercut. He squealed non-stop.

With his back turned to her, Mu Shaocheng could not help but feel a little strange that there were various cries coming from behind him, so he ignored her words and accelerated his attack speed.

Mu Shaocheng's fist was very heavy, and it might not hurt too much for a while when he punched someone, but the longer it took, the more he felt the pain on his body.

After he kicked a man down, he found that Jun Ling behind him had stopped. He looked even more strangely at the men who fell to the ground in various postures and howled, and thought that Jun Ling really had such great strength. ?
Just as he was thinking, Jun Ling suddenly moved, "Honey, this is the man who sneaked up on you just now, right? I will avenge you!"

Just as Mu Shaocheng was about to say no, Jun Ling's body had already rushed over. Facing the man's fist, Jun Ling turned around deftly, avoiding his fist, and leaned towards him. The leg was lifted up suddenly, and it hit his lower abdomen fiercely.

He only heard the man's scream of "ah", and fell to the ground with his hands on his crotch, his blood was gone. At that moment, Mu Shaocheng, who had experienced countless things big and small, closed his eyes subconsciously, only feeling a pain in his lower abdomen, like the one who was beaten The person is himself, and suddenly he understands the plight of these men.

Jun Ling looked at Mu Shaocheng's speechless expression, and blinked blankly, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"Is this what you mean by attacking their weakest point?"

"My master said that girls are weak, so of course they have to attack the most vulnerable part of the enemy to escape, but my second brother said that the crotch is the most vulnerable part of a man. Is there something wrong?"

"...No." Looking at her serious and studious eyes, he didn't know what to say.

He just wanted to ask, the two elder uncles of the Jun family, if you can teach Jun Ling this kind of thing, why don't you teach her not to report her measurements in public?
Looking sympathetically at the men who were beaten by Jun Ling, Mu Shaocheng sighed, "Let's go."

Jun Ling nodded, picked up the bag from the ground and carried it on his back, then walked behind him.

"Can't you just say a few more words? Like a mute!" After walking two steps, Jun Ling couldn't help complaining. When she was at home, she and Jun Yan spent the rest of their time apart from sleeping and working. talking.

Mu Shaocheng paused, then turned to look at her, "A chatterbox like you?"

"What's wrong with chattering?" Jun Ling snorted, rubbing his shoulder and walking over, "At least we will pass on Chinese culture."

Looking at Mu Shaocheng's eyes, Jun Ling was very contemptuous, but what she didn't know was that since getting to know her, Mu Shaocheng's words had increased several times compared to before.

"Just by talking?" he said, sarcasm in his tone.

"Just talk!"

Mu Shaocheng: "..."

The two walked a few steps forward, and Jun Ling suddenly remembered the punch he was attacked by someone, and asked, "How did you get punched just now? Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" His tone was a little gentler, and he asked, "How did you provoke those people?"

"Ghost knows." Jun Ling scratched his head irritably, "It seems that in the future, it's better to keep a respectful distance from City A. You can get robbed if you eat a meal. There's no way around it."

In fact, the two of them didn't know that the places where they ate and drank belonged to the east side of city A. Although this place was more prosperous, due to the many local gangsters, it was easy for ordinary outsiders to come here.

"Are you sure you're okay? No broken ribs? No need to go to the hospital? No need to call an ambulance?" She stopped and looked at him up and down, but her naked eyes really didn't have much skill.

"fine."

After confirming that Mu Shaocheng was fine, Jun Ling and him separated at the next intersection and went back to the hotel.

As soon as Mu Shaocheng returned to the room, he frowned and sat on the sofa. He took off his shirt and found that the left side of his abdomen was already bruised, and there was still a slight pain in his abdomen when he breathed.

(End of this chapter)