sinovels Chapter 74
Chapter 74
"Since it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, naturally you can't come empty-handed." Rong Xiao stared at Yun Xiangyu with gray-black eyes, "I have to give my father-in-law a big gift."
The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, such a subtle arc combined with the powerful aura around him, in the eyes of others, it is the only arrogant posture.
This unkind tone made Yun Xiangyu's pupils shrink suddenly, and he grasped the railing tightly with his hands, almost crushing the quartz railing, "You..."
Rong Xiao took a few steps to run up to him, then turned around and kicked Yun Weibin's chest like lightning. Under the impact, a large amount of blood spewed out from the mouth and nose, "Poof!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Pang Qin looked at her son's collapsed chest and let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice, "Xiao Bin—!"
The strength of this kick is mastered very skillfully, it won't kill Yun Weibin in a short time, but he won't be able to get out of bed even after a year or so, only those who are well versed in the way of killing can master the technique.
I saw that Yun Weibin's sternum was broken several times, his chest was deeply sunken, his body was shaking and struggling like a live fish thrown on the shore, his eyes were bulging, and because of the internal organs, he kept vomiting from the depths of his throat. With a lot of blood containing blood clots, he reached out to Pang Qin with trembling hands, "Mom... Mom... help me..."
However, when he stretched his hand halfway, he was exhausted after all, and fell into a coma as if he had really died.
Pang Qin relied on Yun Weibin's son to enter the Yun family and become the head wife. Yun Weibin can be said to be her lifeblood. Without Yun Weibin, her life for the rest of her life would not be guaranteed at all.
"You..." Pang Qin's body and mind seemed to be thrown into the [-]th floor of hell and rolled through the frying pan. She looked at Rong Xiao with blood-red eyes, her teeth trembling, "You killed my son... "
She rushed forward, pressed the security button of the entire villa on the wall, and the siren rang through the entire hall in an instant. Like a madman, she pointed at Rong Xiao with disheveled hair, and told all the servants in the house, "None of them should try to get out of this place today." room--!"
The servant was startled, looked at Rong Xiao and Yun Zi'an, then looked up at Pang Qin and Yun Xiangyu, "Master... madam... this..."
"Come on—!" Pang Qin had already lost all reason because of her son, "Otherwise, I will want all of your wives and children to be buried with you—!"
"You're crazy!" Yun Xiangyu glared at Pang Qin, "You..."
But Pang Qin couldn't even listen to Yun Xiangyu's words, instead she yelled, "If you let them walk out of this villa, you will die tomorrow—!"
"Based on what you did..." Pang Qin had a weird and sinister smile on her face, as if she was a ghost, "Do you think that little bastard doesn't know?"
I don't know what information is hidden in this sentence that only the two of them know. , only a line away from the sudden collapse.
Looking at the expressions on the faces of Yun Xiangyu and Pang Qin, Rong Xiao suddenly realized that something was wrong. At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold and trembling hand tightly clenched the clothes on his chest, as if holding his clothes tightly. He became the last straw.
"Husband..." Yun Zian's head was buried deep in his heart, and his spine was extremely abrupt and lonely. He couldn't see the expression on his face at this moment, but his voice was choked with sobs, "I... want to go home ..."
Yun Zi'an said "go home", even if there is a thorny sky and a sea of swords and flames in front of him, Rong Xiao will go forward bravely.
"Don't worry." Rong Xiao hugged Yun Zi'an in his arms even more tightly, raised his head and looked fiercely at everyone in the room, "My husband is here to take you home."
The door of the villa was suddenly opened, and the security captain rushed in with seven or eight bodyguards, "Madam..."
Pang Qin grabbed the porcelain bottle beside her and smashed it to the ground with a bang, and roared hoarsely in a sharp voice, "No one wants to leave——!"
The moment the porcelain vase fell to the ground, as if it was a signal, Rong Xiao slammed his body and kicked without saying a word, one of them flew out screaming, and hit the collection cabinet with a bang, the porcelain and antiques were shattered all over the floor.
The security team are all retired personnel hired at high prices or special personnel who have undergone special training. Seeing the situation in front of them, they quickly threw out the self-defense sticks in their hands. All of them were tall and muscular, rushing forward like meat shields. go up.
The sound of the wind roared towards him, Rong Xiao leaned back to dodge the coming stick, and when he stumbled nimbly, he fell to the ground covered in blood, relying on almost god-level reflexes to raise his arms, military self-defense The stick collided with his forearm and made a tooth-piercing crash.
However, in the next second, Rong Xiao raised his knee and slammed it out. The man's throat suddenly spurted blood, and he flew out on his back.
Blood spattered on his cheeks, but Rong Xiao didn't even blink, his face was cold and terrifying like Shura from hell, and there was only killing intent in his gray-black eyes.
More people rushed up like locusts after autumn. Rong Xiao held Yunzi in his arms with one hand, and propped up the table beside him with one hand. He kicked his legs horizontally one after another, breaking his sternum, and the sound of visceral shattering continued. The sound sounded, and seven or eight people just covered their chests and fell down spraying blood.
"One million—!" Pang Qin's sharp voice came, "I'll give each of you one million—!"
This sentence is like throwing dynamite into the oil pan. When an ordinary person can earn 100 million in his life, it is like injecting adrenaline into the brains of everyone present. They don’t even care what they are holding. The chair, grabbed the porcelain vase, rushed up like a mad dog!
Yun Zi'an watched countless sticks fall at the same time, his heart was thrown high, "Rong Xiao—!"
Rong Xiao's toes suddenly picked up a short knife on the ground, and with a bang, the headlight above his head shattered, and the darkness instantly became a disorderly Shura field, resounding with cries of struggle and pain, thick bloody So strong that it's almost suffocating.
He gritted his teeth tightly, and struck another person with a whip kick. At the same time, he lowered his head suddenly, dodged the sweeping chair behind him, turned over and kicked.
In the midst of broken bones and ear-piercing screams, he snatched the self-defense stick from someone's hand, slammed it on the necks of the two, and knocked down another three or four in between breaths!
In the fierce battle, the adrenaline was crazily secreted like a wild horse galloping in the blood, paralyzing all the nerves and even feeling no pain. Rong Xiao's speed, strength and responsiveness were tempered by countless life-and-death battles. Sweeping away with the momentum of a storm and thunder, no one can survive three breaths under his hands.
Yun Zi'an's hands were gripping the clothes on Rong Xiao's chest tightly, his muscles were so tense that they convulsed, and in the dark, he could only hear the "bang bang" sound of the stick falling on the flesh and blood, it was frightening, as if these sticks It was as if it had all fallen on him, and all the internal organs ached together.
I don't know how long it took, but the surroundings finally became quiet, the dark clouds outside the window cleared up, and the leaking moonlight illuminated the room. I saw Rong Xiao lying on the ground in disarray, and Rong Xiao was standing in the middle of the hall, his chest was fierce. Ups and downs, blood stained the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, and the eyes were shining like a sharp knife out of its sheath.
He glanced back at Yun Xiangyu and Pang Qin who were standing on the second floor, and said calmly, "No need to send them off."
After finishing speaking, he walked straight out of the gate of Yun's house holding Yun Zian in his arms.
The Bugatti Veyron was just driving in the stream of lights in the city. Rong Xiao, who was covered in blood, glanced at Yun Zi'an on the co-pilot. The interior of the car was extremely quiet and silent, only the sound of the two people's breathing resounded through each other.
"I don't ask." Rong Xiao looked at the road ahead, "Don't worry."
"I..." Yun Zian's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and he held on to the seat belt on his chest tightly. After a long silence, he finally said, "...I'm sorry."
Rong Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yun Zian's palm in his palm. He didn't know whether his palm temperature was too high or Yun Zian's hand was too cold, as if he had been scalded, he shook violently.
"We are husband and wife." Rong Xiao stared into his eyes, "There is no apology between us."
Yun Zian felt even more bone-like in his throat, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, "Rong Xiao..."
A bright moon hangs high in the night sky outside the car window, casting thousands of miles of brilliance. Rong Xiao's side face is covered with a layer of faint moonlight. In the changing light and shadow, his facial features are extraordinarily three-dimensional and handsome. He suddenly leans down and stabilizes himself deeply. Yun Zi'an's lips whispered, "Yun Zi'an, I love you..."
"I love you a thousand times more than you can imagine."
The Bugatti Veyron drove into the buildings in the city center and finally stopped. Yun Zi'an saw the villa in front of him clearly, his pupils trembled, "This is..."
"Our wedding room." Rong Xiao opened the car door and got out of the car, came to the co-pilot, hugged Yun Zi'an out of the car, looked at him and smiled slightly, "It's been so long...is it time to consummate the house?"
Yun Zian's cheeks couldn't be restrained from burning hot, because when they first met, he lied to Rong Xiao that he had already sold the wedding house.
Looking at the blush on his face, Rong Xiao knew what he was thinking, and whispered with a smile, "Little liar."
The evening wind blows through the flower pavilion, bringing the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, the bright moon leans against the late autumn, the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full.
He strode into the door, and didn't even have time to go to the bedroom. Yun Zian was just thrown on the sofa by Rong Xiao, and his tall, hot body was directly pressed down in the next second.
Yun Zi'an couldn't help breathing quickly, raised his arms to hug the back of Rong Xiao's neck, and kissed what he thought was the sexiest Adam's apple.
Almost instantly, he heard Rong Xiao's breathing became heavy.
However, just as he lowered his head and kissed him, a call from his mobile phone caught off guard and broke the charm, because it was connected directly from a special number, only to hear the hurried voice of Liushen Wuzhu, "Young Master Rong! It's not good! You and Master Yun are having sex. searched--!"