Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Sheng Yi squeezed his eyes because of the pain and numbness on his calf, stifled for a moment, Seasonal Warm then attacked his other calf. He thought she was going to attack him on the lower leg. He didn't expect it to be his calf again. Even if he raised his hand in time to avoid it this time, he could not avoid the spot. Successfully, he was kicked by Seasonal Warm feet and both legs emitted a strange pain and numbness from the calf bone.

“You...” Sheng Yi didn't expect to have such a figure in the warmth of the season. I don't remember what kind of defensive technique she should have learned. Even if she had, it wouldn't be so...

However, Seasonal Warm didn't even look at him, biting his teeth to push him away, in the temporarily unable to support him because of the pain and numbness on his legs, pushed him two steps backwards, and succeeded in getting out of his arms, Seasonal Warm's heart still thanked the original Ling teach her.

Originally, she only learned the upper body, including the points on her hands and arms, but before Feng Ling left London, she took another week to teach her to recognize the points on her legs, but because of the haste of learning, Seasonal Warm had not used this method much. She had just gambled, and I didn't expect to kick it in the right place.

However, Shengyi was an orthopaedic doctor after all, from shock to reaction to seasonal warmth, this kind of attack on the calf point was just a stinging pain in the hole, before and after less than half a minute to calm down, to make sure that the leg has no problems other than the pain. At first glance, the seasonal warmth has washed up in front of the window, and the closed curtains are slightly twitched because of the speed at which she rushed past.

What's she doing over there?

The door can't go out. Do you want to jump out the window?

This is the 10th floor of the hotel!

As soon as this thought came out, it was cold and suddenly painfully walked over: “Seasonal warmth! Come back here!”

The man's leg was too long and Seasonal Warm just rushed to the table stand in front of the window, leaning there to adjust his breathing disturbed by the medication, he took three or four steps and pulled her arm straight back into his arms, while pressing her to death in his arms: "Even if you kicked my leg out today, I won't let go, don't make fun of it, I don't know how much medicine was put down in the wine, at least you want it now, right? ”

Seasonal warm hands backwards, dead grabbing the corner of the table stand, trembling and saying: "It's cold, I'll give you one last chance, let go of me! Don't touch me! ”

Yet the man smiled softly at her almost weak threat. As if he thought she was too naive, he bowed his head and kissed her in the ear. At the same time, he said resolutely: "Tonight, here you are mine...”

As the voice fell, Seasonal Warm's hands swung relentlessly toward his head, a heavy object smashed on his skull, accompanied by a sharp stiffness.

Seasonwarm leaned against the table rack, looking at the man who was supposed to hold him tightly, slowly releasing the hand on her back, and then looked at her unbelievably, and slowly fell down until the weight fell on the floor.

At the moment of the fall, Sheng Yi could barely speak. He stared dead at the thick crystal ashtray caught in Seasonal Warm's hand. He looked at the obvious blood on the corner of the ashtray and Seasonal Warm trembled, but still held the ashtray dead. He stared straight at her for half a second, until the dim light in front of him became blurred, until his eyes closed...

Seasonal warmth looked at the man who had fallen heavily on the ground, his only strength was on his hand to smash him. He smashed his back brain. She didn't know whether it was heavy or not, but looking at a man who was so cold, he suddenly couldn't fall, and then saw the white bathrobe on him. For a moment, he was almost dyed red by the blood from the back of his brain. Seasonal warmth shook and threw the ashtray on the ground, and the whole person with soft hands and feet sat on the floor, almost unable to get up.

Did she kill someone?

She just couldn't figure out the hole in the back of his head. I don't know if it would be fatal to smash it like this, and I don't know if it would hurt anything else. But she had given him a chance to protect herself...

I can't say what kind of fear surrounded her for a moment, Seasonal Warm Tooth Guan shook scared, watched the blood flow more and more behind his brain, watched his shoulder touching astonished blood stained red bathrobe, Seasonal Warm sat on the floor, and slowly retreated back until he retreated under the curtain, back against the cold window, forcing himself to calm down. But the dread of the sky and the despair of the wildly interwoven Fire Valley almost burned her.

She almost forgot when she was last drugged.

But the effect of that one was obviously not as good as this one, and in three years, even the drug had been improved many times.

Leaning on the window for half a day, but the bloody smell of her nose still surrounded her, she didn't dare to look at the cold on the ground, and didn't know how long he had been lying unconsciously. Thinking about it, she felt like he was even trying to protect herself, but it was also a crime to defend herself. She lifted her breath, held her hand against the window behind her, stood up a little bit, and then started looking for a desk in the room. When she found it, she found that the telephone cable on the desk had been cut off.

Did Seasonal Dream choke her off when she was sent in? To prevent her from calling for help?

She doesn't even know where her phone is now. Seasonal warm legs are soft. The feeling of emptiness and warmth in her lower body makes her legs almost want to fall directly on the bed. Her mouth can barely help but make some uncompressible noises. She lifts her hands and bites her fingers hard and forcibly wakes up, while looking around for clothes that she changed before taking a cold bath.

When he found his shirt and pants, he jumped over and pulled his phone out of it, even if he had a password, but in this case he could usually call the emergency alarm.

She dialed 110 quickly, but it was not clear at one point that both of those people had been drugged and that there might be journalists outside, saying only that someone had been injured here and needed immediate help, or that there was a real risk of death.

After hanging up the phone, I wonder if the police will pay attention to this matter, and if they will send someone immediately, but there is no other way to do it now but wait.

Seasonal Warm died holding Sheng Yi's phone, trying to call other people she knew, including Mo Jing Deep, but she pressed the password for half a day, eventually she had to throw the phone on the bed, and then pulled the zipper that was ripped off behind her back up.