Gong QingHan raised his leg and kicked the door behind them.

Before the two men died and were about to fall to the ground, Gong QingHan pushed them into the room.

Then he quickly flashed into the room and closed the door with his backhand.

The moment the door closed, the camera just turned back.

The staff in the monitoring room looked at the empty corridor and scratched their heads in some doubt.

Strange, he clearly remembers that there were two people standing outside the room just now. How can the monitoring be turned on for a few seconds and the person disappeared?

Did he remember wrong?

The door was suddenly kicked open, startling feroni, who was full of lust in bed.

Turning to the direction of the door, he saw that his two men broke in and fell to the ground.

Blood was everywhere on his neck, and his eyes were prominent and enlarged. It was obvious that there were no signs of life.

Feng Aoxue, who was pressed under her, was suddenly startled by this situation. While Felloni's attention was at the door, Feng Aoxue took the opportunity to push Felloni away from her, and then raised his legs to kick him out of bed.

Her professional shirt was torn in a mess, there were several scratches on Xiang's shoulder, and several red and swollen finger marks on her beautiful face.

Messy hair and red eyes.

Feng Aoxue hurriedly got out of bed, pulled down the thin sheet, put it on his body, wrapped himself in embarrassment, but there were still some lingering palpitations.

After doing all this, Feng Aoxue looked at the girl who stepped on the bodies of feroni's two men and walked in slowly at the door.

The girl's left hand was in the shape of a fist, and her hand was stained with the blood of the two people, and there was a bloody bullet between her index finger and middle finger.

Feng Aoxue was stunned. She just stabbed the two people's common carotid artery with that bullet?

It's as powerful as a loaded bullet.

However, the other party is Chinese, which makes Feng Aoxue's fear a little less.

Although the other party is only a young child.

Felloni fell under the bed. He had just calmed down and wanted to get up. One foot stepped on his back.

This foot gave him a small feeling, but the strength of this foot was a little scary.

Felloni was directly trampled to the ground.

Gong QingHan looked down at Felloni who couldn't get up and asked coldly in Chinese:

"You just said Chinese women are bitches?"

"Who are you? What are you doing? Do you know who I am?" the man struggled at the foot of Gong QingHan and tried to get up, but in vain.

"You don't deserve to know who I am."

Gong QingHan raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aoxue, who was still pale and had not come out of fear.

"Avenge yourself, or do I do it?"

Feng Aoxue looked at Felloni who couldn't move on the ground. His eyes were full of anger and hatred: "I'll do it myself."

Feng Aoxue turned and grabbed the metal table lamp she wanted to grab when she resisted before she got up on the head cabinet.

Stop in front of Felloni and say in Chinese that Felloni doesn't understand:

"You're such a rubbish. Even if I'm a bitch, you don't deserve to play."

Without hesitation, Feng Aoxue raised the lamp directly and smashed it on feroni's head.

Blood splashed and splashed a few drops on Feng Aoxue's face.

Felloni was beaten to death. He didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy. Only wails kept ringing in the room.

Whether Felloni is dead or not, Feng Aoxue raises the lamp in his hand again and hits him again on the head.

Several times in a row, it was obviously red in the eye.

"People are dead," Gong QingHan told her.

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