Please Continue Protecting Me

No one blocked him.

Some people screamed in excitement, and some retreated in panic. Rong Moyan watched as he grabbed the man's collar and punched him with a punch. Some rushed to pull him but couldn't hold it at all. He was like a beast that burst out with violent factors, his face was cold and terrible, and his eyes were bloodthirsty.

Even if he was on the ring just now, his evil spirits were not so heavy. Seeing that man was going to be killed by him alive.

"Momo!" Shen Xiulan and the bodyguard finally rushed over to protect Rong Mo.

Several five big and three thick bodyguards couldn't hold Nie Feizhan until he fainted and stunned the drunken man with blood on his face.

His fist was full of the man's blood, and when he stood up, his eyes slowly looked around.

Everyone he saw backed hesitantly.

The woman who wanted to kiss him just now did not dare to approach him even though he was close at hand.

It's terrible. This person started to hit people somehow. Who knows if there is a tendency to violence or is it peony?

Among the crowd, Rong Mo only saw his indifferent back, and no one went up to him.

Shen Xiulan just wanted to leave Rong Mo immediately, but Rong Mo didn't want to leave like this.

"Momo, what are you doing to him?"

Rong Mo didn't speak and pushed in the wheelchair slowly.

There is also a doctor in the room who came to deal with the wounds of the boxer. The doctor is a woman who is trying to stop the bleeding, but the expression on the man's face is a bit terrible, especially when he suddenly looks up and has dark eyes Sharply scraping over like a knife, her hands shook, and the sanitized cotton swab dropped.

The doctor quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

She has treated so many boxers, but this is the first time she has met such a boxer. This man is very handsome, but his eyes and expression are so fierce that she is inevitably nervous.

There was a sound of wheels rolling behind him. The doctor turned back and saw a young girl in a wheelchair come in, startled, "Who are you?"

Rong Mo said, "I'll deal with him."

When the doctor saw that the man was silent, he looked at the bodyguard brought by the girl at the door and had to go out.

Rong Mo picked up the disinfection cotton ball with tweezers and carefully pressed it on his bleeding forehead.

She had never done such a thing, and was a little scared of blood. When she watched the platform before, her heartbeat almost jumped out.

His injuries were all skin injuries, but they were so shocking everywhere.

When Rong Mo wiped it carefully, her hands were shaking.

The next second, her wrist was caught.

Nie Feizhan looked into her eyes, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

What kind of woman wouldn't be afraid of him now?

Regardless of whether the drunk man was on or off the stage just now, the fierce vigor on his body did not dare even approach a man, let alone a young girl who could only sit in a wheelchair.

Her wrists were slender and fragile, and in his hands it seemed like they could be crushed stiff.

Nie Feizhan stared at her eyes.

For a moment, he seemed to see the little girl who was surrounded by the kidnappers and curled up in the corner.

Just like the moment when the audience saw her surrounded by people.

Rong Mo looked at him holding his hand, did not move, and did not try to break free.

She was actually afraid.

Can't be afraid.

No one knows how much she shadows such violent scenes. When she was watching him fighting on the ring, she wanted to cover her ears and close her eyes every second.

But you ca n’t do it without watching or listening.

The **** smell on him was heavy, and the strong suffocation was mixed with the **** breath, and even the silentness of a single word made people shudder.

She stared at him for a long while, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and her body seemed to be trembling.

"Why are you afraid?"

She heard her trembling voice saying, "You said it wouldn't hurt me."

......

It was still when her eyes were blurred and he saw him for the first time.

He seemed to have a contradictory character. He was obviously more terrifying than the kidnappers, but he had a quiet look that made people calm down easily.

"... seventeen years old," she heard her unsmooth voice, "I ... seventeen years old."

"No one else is abducted here except you?"

She was at a loss, confused, but he didn't urge her until she gasped for a while, and then spoke again and again and again: "It doesn't seem to be, I don't know ... there should only be me here."

Her answer was uncertain because at that time, her nerves were already extremely fragile and could not stand any more persecution.

She didn't even know whether the man in front of him was good or bad.

To save her, or to take her to another hell.

"... I don't know anything, don't touch me ... don't touch me ..."

She was too scared. Those people took off half of her clothes, she was hurt and cold, and she had no consciousness under her waist. The feeling was like being dragged into a vicious beast. The small animal with limbs was unable to struggle under the claws of the fierce beast, full of despair.

Her tears kept flowing, her body shaking, her voice was broken.

He seemed to say something, but her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear it anymore. She felt the man's hand reach out in the middle of a sudden, and she flinched into the corner immediately.

"... don't be afraid."

She heard his voice saying, "I won't hurt you, I'm here to take you away."

She saw his hand retracted.

In the dim light, his tall body half-knelt in front of her, and his breath was calm and silent.

With tears in her eyes, she turned timidly and looked at him.

"I'll take you home, shall you?"

"... Bring me home?" She cried and asked, "Did you come to save me? Is my dad here?"

He paused and whispered, "I'll take you to your father."

Rong Mo didn't know if Xiang Xiang didn't believe him. When she was undressed by them for a while, she planned to die, but her spirit was actually on the verge of collapse.

Just then, a kidnapper who had fallen to the ground suddenly moved.

She watched as the man got up from the ground, knowing where to draw a gun and point them at them.

When he screamed and was about to get out of the way, the man quickly grabbed her by the shoulder and pressed her to the ground.

A bang sounded, and the sound of gunfire pierced the air, bringing a tearful horror.

She lay on the ground and saw him stand up and rush to the ground, kicking the man to the ground, grabbing his head and slamming it against the wall, the man broke his blood and fell to the ground with his head in his hands .

He turned around, drop by drop of blood on his hands, and said to her, "Get up and follow me."

Rong Mozhen looked at him until he asked again, "Can't stand up?"

That was the first time she had heard such an inquiry after her legs were disabled.

Regardless of her father or others, everyone around her was careful not to touch her wounds. No one mentioned her mother, and no one would ask her if her legs would recover. They were all careful. Defending, avoiding.

No one knows, the more careful they are, the more impact they will have on her.

She shook her head shyly.

"I can't stand ..."

She had been, for a long time, not standing up.

If she could, she wanted to get up from the ground and leave this terrible place.

Rong Mo felt his eyes fall on her legs, and her heart was full of embarrassment and bitterness.

The next second, she felt that he came towards her, and before she could react, she squatted down and reached out to hug her.

She shoved and shoved his shoulders to keep him from touching herself, but her strength was too weak for him.

Regardless of her struggle, he lifted her from the ground so easily, she screamed as she struggled, and bit her on his shoulder.

Probably because she bit too hard, a groan came from his throat, but her arms holding her remained motionless, without scolding her or letting her loose, holding her so firmly, Striding out of that dark place.

Rong Mo closed her eyes and said, "You said it wouldn't hurt me."

Nie Fei trembled for a moment.

Her eyes were stubborn, and she was not alone with her timid and terrified eyes.

But such beautiful eyes have never changed.

She was still the one who was hurt and couldn't resist or protect her little girl.

Nie Feizhan held her wrist tightly and pulled her in front of her.

Rong Mo only felt a pain in her wrist, and then he was taken by surprise, and her body was unstable, and she almost fell into his arms.

Nie Feizhan grabbed her wrist, slowly approached her, staring at her slightly trembling pupil, "When did I say that?"

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