The row of wooden boxes was kicked a hole through it.

In the dim light, one foot could vaguely kicked open several wooden boxes that were in trouble. The boxes were placed intertwined and did not fall off, and it looked like the size of a door that was broken.

Nan Jiaojiao walked out from behind.

Her hair was scattered and she was scattered on her shoulders. Her clothes were marked by torn. A cheongsam buckle on the collar was torn off. She could see her collarbone a little further down.

She held a rope as thick as two fingers in her hand. The rope seemed very heavy. She walked over step by step before she saw clearly that the rope was covered with blood and dragged a long blood line on the ground.

"Nan Jiaojiao?!"

Zhou Zining subconsciously took two steps back, "How is it possible, how could you escape from the hands of a group of men? What have you done?"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes, her cold eyes looked straight at Zhou Zining like a blade.

She didn't have much strength and was shaking when she walked. She just looked away and looked away, and her eyelids turned pale for a moment.

She walked to Bo Qingshan, untied Bo Qingshan's rope, and helped him sit up.

Put something into his hand.

"Take it, I'm the only thing that can prick people on me."

The tentacles are wet, the jade hairpin is cold and cold after being dyed with blood.

Bo Qingshan held it tightly in his hand, and the crying voice that was blocked in his throat rushed out: "I saw that your hair was dissipated, and I thought you were being scared to death. Woo... Sister Jiaojiao,

You have a trick to tell me first, and it’s okay to give me some tips, it’s really scary.”

Nan Jiaojiao sat down, gasping for a low breath, and looked carefully. Sweat was oozing from her forehead and nose, and her eyes gradually couldn't open.

Where did Zhou Zining get the medicine? It’s so powerful!

"Listen, I'm almost at the limit, and I can get over three people at most. Your second uncle should be coming soon. If he hasn't come after I've solved the three people, you can run away. If you can't run away, you can tie your hairpin with it if you can't run away.

People, stick to their necks, protect themselves first, run out and find a way to save me."

Bo Qingshan was confused, "What, what does it mean? Sister Jiaojiao, you are obviously very awesome..."

She could even use a rope as a whip. There were at least seven people who followed her in just now, all of whom were fainted.

Isn’t there a dozen people left? She is so powerful that she can solve it.

Nan Jiao sighed: "I'm almost out of reach."

Bo Qingshan wanted to cry again, but she stopped him: "Hold it back!"

Bo Qingshan was so shocked that he sobbed into his throat in one breath. He couldn't hold it in his arms, and he cried even harder. He asked a very desperate question: "What if I don't run away, do I have to be with you?"

Nan Jiaojiao looked into his eyes, "Then Zhou Zining will really let these bodyguards rape me in front of you."

“…”

"Leave some face to my sister. Even if I am really forced, I don't want you to see it."

Nan Jiaojiao patted his shoulder, stood up, and looked at Zhou Zining like a female fighter.

He was cold and said nothing, and just a look was enough to make people shudder.

The bodyguard checked it after visiting the wooden box, and the scene he saw with his own eyes was chilling.

Three of the seven bodyguards were fainted by thick ropes, and the other four were pierced by hairpins, losing too much blood, and I don’t know whether it was life or death.

Zhou Zining felt scared just by listening to the tragic situation, but she relied on the large number of people and thought she still had the upper hand.

"What are you afraid of? Just a woman. Can't you deal with it? Catch her for me, no! Kill her!"
Chapter completed!