The people present were sweating for ye ran, but they were only tight for a moment, and they were surprised that they couldn't make any sound.

But when the security guard jumped on Ye ran like a wolf, ye ran didn't panic at all.

There was still that calm look between the eyebrows and eyes.

His eyes looked at the security guard who rushed over.

Suddenly, there was a cold light in her eyes, and her body was short between lightning and flint. With director Pang suppressed by her as the fulcrum, she hung one foot across the room, and four security guards rushed to the front were thrown to the ground unprepared.

"Plop, plop..." he fell hard, took off his hands, and just lay on the ground, holding his legs and wailing.

The sound of pain broke the silence just now, and then the onlookers took a breath.

What a move! It's tough enough to kill four times in a row.

At the moment, director Pang was completely pressed by Ye ran and lay on the ground, crying out in pain.

"Know your opponent before you start next time, so that you don't know how to die." Ye ran kindly reminded the security guards who fell to the ground.

Then his cold eyes swept coldly to director Pang, "the next time, it's not as simple as breaking a hand."

Her voice was cold and overcast. It made people feel cold on their backs. It felt like falling into an ice cellar in summer.

Director Pang holds his injured hand and shrinks in the corner. A greasy face is as white as paper. The broken hair in front of his forehead is wet with cold sweat. Hearing Ye Ran's warning, he nodded again and again.

Ye ran ignored them, took off his work clothes, threw them on the desk behind him, and turned away.

"Be careful"

As soon as ye ran took two steps, she noticed something different behind her, but before she could turn around, she was suddenly pulled by a strong force.

Then she fell into a broad and hard embrace, and a sharp male breath shrouded her in it.

Then she was rotated by this force for half a step, and she heard the sound of heavy objects falling behind her.

Ye ran subconsciously glanced back and saw a small security guard lying five steps away from her, motionless, apparently fainting.

It seems that the man wanted to make a sneak attack when she turned around, but he was ruthlessly killed.

Ye ran looked up at the man who had just fought for justice, and the man also looked down at her.

In an instant, their eyes were intertwined in the air. The man was as handsome as a carefully carved jade face, and rushed into her eyes.

The delicate and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were noble and cold, and the deep black eyes like the sea stared at her for a moment.

The man's hand held her waist, and the hot temperature in the palm pressed her skin through the thin cloth of the T-shirt.

Ye ran felt as if there was a shallow numbness spreading slowly along the skin to all parts and bones, and his heart trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"Who called the police?"

The arrival of the police immediately attracted a burst of whispers and guessed who called the police.

Hearing the sound, ye ran turned his steps and opened the distance from the man.

"Sir?" Ling Hui stepped forward and asked for instructions.

I felt empty in my arms. Tang jingnian's hand, which was stuck in the air, naturally took it back. The remaining temperature in the palm was still there, and the hand took it back quietly and falsely into a fist.

Immediately, he glanced at director Pang, who was shrinking in the corner of the wall.

Seeing the police coming, he immediately jumped up with his injured hand and cried,

"It's me. I called the police. You're here, comrade police. If you don't come again, I'll be killed by them..."

Seeing him pointing towards Tang jingnian, Ling Hui's eyes flashed, "pay attention to your words and deeds."

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