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Wang Bingbing, whose hands and feet were bound and unable to move on the bed at this time, was in a state of helplessness called Tian Tian Ying and the ground of the earth.

Suddenly seeing Zhe Wu descending from the sky like a celestial girl, dressed in white, she suddenly fell from the sky, Wang Bingbing couldn't believe her eyes, she couldn't control her excitement, tears rolled down her eyes.

Zhe Wu moved quickly, raised the sword in his hand, and swung the sword violently to cut off the shackles on Wang Bingbing's hands and feet. He lifted the quilt on the bed and wrapped Wang Bingbing inside.

Unrestrained, Wang Bingbing immediately threw herself into Zhewu's arms, trembling uncontrollably, crying loudly, "Zhewu, is that you? Is it really you? Did you come to save me!"

Zhe Wu hugged Wang Bingbing tightly in his arms, and comforted him softly: "It's me, it's okay, Bingbing, it's all over."

While the two were talking, the fat man on the ground struggled to stand up, yelling and cursing, his fat body rushed towards Zhe Wu.

Before he got close to Zhewu, Zhewu moved quickly, got up suddenly, flew up and kicked the man again, this kick directly kicked the fat man beside the coffee table.

The fat man knocked his head on the edge of the coffee table, making a gash, and blood flowed down his face. The man's teeth were about to crack, his ugly face was even more terrifying, and he howled like a pig.

Wang Bingbing glanced at it unintentionally, and immediately hid in Zhewu's arms again in fright, not daring to come out.

The fat man was seriously injured, and he still cursed dirtyly: "Stinky bitch, you dare to hit me, just wait, I will tell you that life would be worse than death, I will definitely squeeze your skin and scratch your tendons. "

Zhe Wu patted Wang Bingbing's back, "Bing Bing, don't be afraid, you wait here for me now, I'll deal with that scum."

Wang Bingbing's big eyes were full of fear, and he nodded slightly, unable to hide his worry.

Zhe Wu settled down Wang Bingbing, got up, his face was extremely cold in an instant, as if covered with layers of ice, and walked towards the fat man with the Qian Kun Sword.

Step by step, heavy footsteps, Zhe Wu seemed to be a different person in an instant, extremely stern, and the fierce aura around him made the fat man on the ground tremble.

The fat man's head was covered with blood, he didn't bother to wipe it off, and watched Zhe Wu holding his sword in horror.

At this time, an extremely cold aura exudes from her body, like the female Yan Luo in hell, and her cold bright eyes are scarlet at this time, almost killing the aura.

The man was stunned by Zhe Wu's murderous aura.

He had no doubt that Zhewu would really kill him!

Trembling, she lifted her lips: "You...what are you going to do, you...don't mess around."

Zhe Wu's voice was ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from a very far away place, she lightly parted her lips, "Scum like you is also polluting the air if you stay in this world, today I will act for the heavens and kill you."

Zhe Wu was condescending, looking at the maggot-like fat man on the ground without warmth in his eyes, and in the next second, raised the Qian Kun Sword.

The incomparably sharp blade shone with icy metal light, giving off a kind of bloodthirsty madness.

The man's eyes were burned by the light from the blade of the sword. Regardless of the pain on his head, he desperately kowtowed to Zhewu, begging for mercy: "Grandma, I was wrong, let me go around this time, I have a wife and children at home, I was wrong. I dare not again."

Zhe Wu's eyes were misty, his expression was erratic, and his lips were opening and closing, like some kind of animal.

I couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and there was only one voice in my heart, screaming crazily, kill him, kill him, this kind of scum must kill him, and it would be a disaster to keep him.

The next moment, she followed her inner voice and raised her sword high.

Qiankunjian was very excited when he felt the murderous intent of his master.

Waiting for the moment of stabbing.

In the nick of time.

"Zhewu, you can't."

Wang Bingbing's voice came suddenly, pulling Zhe Wu's consciousness back.

The out-of-body soul returned to its original position, Zhe Wu regained consciousness, and looked at the sword in his hand, which was just about to pierce the bald man's heart.

And the bald man fainted from extreme fright.

Zhe Wu looked back, and saw Wang Bingbing was wearing a white quilt from the hotel, her hair was disheveled, and the corners of her eyes were red, staring at herself nervously.

"Zhewu, don't sacrifice yourself for this kind of scum. If you kill him today, you won't be able to escape the punishment of the law. Don't do such stupid things."

"Zhewu, don't do it."

Jin Xiaoyu, who was about to enter the door, yelled. She saw Zhewu standing in the middle of the room with a dazed expression while holding a sword in his hand, while the bald man was prostrate at Zhewu's feet, his face covered with blood.

Jin Xiaoyu hurried to Zhewu.

"Zhewu, you won't kill him, will you?"

Zhe Wu blankly denied, "No, he just fainted from fright."

At this time, Liu Yang also rushed to the door out of breath, followed by Jiang Nan Zhou Cheng.

Liu Yang was eager to save people, and immediately rushed to Wang Bingbing. Jiang Nan and Zhou Cheng waited outside.

The light in the room was dim, and Liu Yang rushed to the bed, only to find Wang Bingbing's clothes scattered under the bed, while her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered with tears, hiding under the quilt.

Seeing Liu Yang's concerned eyes, Wang Bingbing's tears that had just stopped fell like broken pearls, and he cried out:

"Yangyang..."

Choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

Liu Yang's eyes were red, seeing Wang Bingbing's appearance, he already guessed what just happened in the room.

She endured the pain and said: "Bingbing, it's okay, it's all over, and I'm still here."

Wang Bingbing shook his head, "The worst thing didn't happen, luckily Zhe Wu arrived in time."

Zhe Wu was standing aside with his sword in hand, and when he heard Wang Bingbing call his name, it was like waking up from a dream, with a somewhat dazed expression on his face.

Jin Xiaoyu saw Zhe Wu's strangeness, and carefully took her hand, feeling cold to the touch, and asked softly, "Zhe Wu, what's wrong with you, what's the matter with this expression, did you see the vines?"

Zhe Wu came back to his senses and stared blankly at Jin Xiaoyu.

"Manman is in another bedroom, go and have a look." Wang Bingbing continued.

Jin Xiaoyu hurriedly ran to the bedroom, and after a while, Jin Xiaoyu's voice came from the bedroom.

"Manman, wake up, wake up."

After Zhewu realized it, she also walked into the bedroom inside. Compared with Wang Bingbing, who only wore underwear, Qiao Manman's situation was better, and the clothes on her body were still neat.

It's just that the whole person is unconscious.

Jin Xiaoyu was heartbroken, "That bastard Zhang Yuanhao used to harass Manman all the time, but he didn't expect to let Manman go here, this time Manman must terminate the contract with him! Get out of his clutches!"

Zhewu: "That bald guy lying outside? Is he Manman's boss?"

Jin Xiaoyu was filled with righteous indignation: "Isn't it! A pervert with a belly full of bad water!"

Just as he was talking, Jiang Nan's voice sounded outside the door, "Zhe Wu, do you need help?"