Chapter 3404: Killed

Chapter 3404: Killed

After sending Se Xiaoshuang home, Zhao Heng asked someone to go back to the Hilton Hotel.

After the car drove four or five kilometers, Zhao Heng, who had been leaning against the window, suddenly relaxed his body, leaning softly on the seat, and his chest was filled with blood that was difficult to suppress. He hurriedly asked the ghost to take the tissue box over, pulled seven or eight tissues and put them to his mouth to cough. As the sound continued, the white tissue quickly turned bright red.

"Mr. Heng, are you injured? I'll take you to the hospital!"

The ghost saw Zhao Heng vomiting blood and slowed down the speed of the car slightly. He was surprised and handed over the medicine box as soon as possible. Zhao Heng waved his hand to stop him from driving to the hospital, covered his bloody mouth and whispered: "Don't go to the hospital, I'm not seriously injured. I just fought with the bodyguard on that platform and was injured by his vicious force. If you rest for two days, you will be fine."

He coughed gently and spit out this mouthful of blood that had been suppressed for a long time. "Don't go to the hospital. At this critical moment, it is definitely not a good thing to be known that I was injured!" Zhao Heng comforted the worried ghost: "Don't worry, I have a sense of the injury. At worst, I can let Baigou come back tomorrow and get a few pairs of Chinese medicine enough to solve the problem."

The ghost smiled bitterly: "Don't you really need to go to the hospital? It's rare to see you get hurt!"

"It's really not necessary. The injury is not serious, it's more of a suffocation!"

Zhao Heng smiled bitterly, and rolled up the red tissue and threw it into a bag: "I try to overestimate the bodyguard's dominance, but I still underestimate him. Of course, this is also due to my mentality of killing the chicken to warn the monkey. If I hadn't thought of killing the enemy and intimidating George with one move, I would have fought with the other party and left this internal injury. Fortunately, I survived."

However, Zhao Heng also knew that his scene could only be head-on. Once he could not give the cunning George enough intimidation, the black-clothed bodyguard would definitely be brave enough. More than ten people would fight Zhao Heng's ruthless killer together. Zhao Heng was not afraid of fighting them one-on-one, but more than ten people were not sure of winning, not to mention that there was a Se Xiaoshuang beside him who needed protection.

Therefore, in the end, they can only choose to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them.

The ghost frowned slightly: "George's men are so powerful?" In his impression, Zhao Heng has entered the ranks of masters. Not to mention an unknown bodyguard, even a handful of old monsters, Zhao Heng can calmly fight or protect himself. How could he be injured by a bodyguard tonight? Although Zhao Heng killed him with one move, the ghost still felt that Zhao Heng was at a loss.

Zhao Heng knew what the ghost was thinking, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "George has long learned how powerful I am. His garden was also broken by my thunder. If he had no tough guys under his command, do you think he dared to provoke me in the public classroom? Don't underestimate those people, they are six or seven percent similar to the Chita Squad and the Shadow Force."

Zhao Heng rubbed his head: "It's just that his temperament is a bit different."

The ghost was stunned: "Is it a biochemical person again? George researched it?"

Zhao Heng pulled a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth, then leaned on the seat and responded: "I don't know if it was a biochemical person. After all, the situation could not be too much contact at that time, but I can't be sure that I couldn't withstand their siege. More than ten people rushed up to attack me, and ninety-ninety percent of me would be exposed several streets, so I gritted my teeth and killed the enemy with one move to dispel George's murderous intention!"

The ghost holding the steering wheel nodded, understanding the reason for Zhao Heng's injury, and then lowered his voice and responded: "Young Master Heng, George actually has murderous intentions in his heart, and it is hard to let go of the grudges between you and him. Why should we continue to cooperate with him? He shakes the first time, and there will be a second time. It's better to transfer a team of people to stare at him and take revenge after we leave New York!"

Zhao Heng rubbed his chest that was numb, alleviating the pain caused by the shock: "George did have bad thoughts and would be in trouble in the future, but now is not the time to touch him. He still has a lot of value for me to squeeze out. Moreover, the blow tonight and the temptation of 300 billion yuan are destined to be calm and complacent for a period of time. Let's just wait and see!"

"If he makes trouble, I will kill him with my own hands!"

The ghost nodded: "I understand!"

While the ghost was driving towards the Hilton Hotel intently, Zhao Heng brought a bottle of clean water to drink halfway, then leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. Although he had enough knowledge of the injury, he still tried his best to rest to relax his tired body. He slept for an hour. When he opened his eyes, the car had already stopped at the door of the hotel.

Zhao Heng rubbed his chest with remaining pain, then got out of the car door and took the elevator to go back to the room. He was about to take a shower and go to bed early, but when he pushed open the presidential suite, he looked slightly stunned. He saw a woman in long skirt sitting on the bar, holding a glass of red wine in her hand and slowly savoring it. He smiled and turned around when he heard the footsteps, and then the voice came out softly:

"Are you back?"

Seeing Mrs. Situ appear in the room, Zhao Heng touched the corner of his mouth, and then asked softly: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?"

Mrs. Situ was wearing a black long skirt today, with her two snow-white arms exposed outside, and the plump breasts were covered by the conservative long skirt, which made people unable to stop trying to explore the depth inside through the clothes. Ghosts and other members of the Zhao family were thrusting a few times, and they left without waiting for Zhao Heng to give them enough space.

Looking at their figures leaving, Zhao Heng smiled bitterly: "Of course, Madam can come, but I didn't expect you to appear at this time."

Mrs. Situ snorted and leaned her head lightly: "Why do I feel like you are resisting me?"

Zhao Heng let out a long breath, walked to the bar and poured himself a cup of hot water, and added a spoon of glucose and said with a smile: "How is it possible? How can I resist the arrival of my wife? If I really want to resist your words, I would have changed to a hotel, but I was a little overreacting just now. Madam, I'm sorry, you prime minister is so good at raising a boat, and you don't care about me."

Mrs. Situ smiled with beautiful eyes and said in a tone of course: "That's true, it's such a good boy." Then she changed her mind: "Actually, I don't want to come here tonight. I'm not a greedy person. I know that my appearance will make you feel entangled, but I heard the explosion at New York University and couldn't call you for a while!"

"Worrying that something happened to you, so come and have a look!"

Zhao Heng sighed, "Thank you for your concern!" In order to ease the atmosphere between the two, he also selectively informed the attacks at the university. George's smile was hidden in his sword and Olia's private revenge. Zhao Heng explained them one by one. Mrs. Situ listened and tasted wine. There was not much emotional fluctuation on her face, but her eyes were a little clearer.

After Zhao Heng finished speaking, Mrs. Situ looked up and looked at him. She smiled sweetly without finding that he was injured: "It's fine, you also know that you are a real version of Conan, wherever you appear, blood flows into a river. Although you can get rid of danger every time, and you know that you are very good, you always have a heart that has not been safe when you see you!"

"You must protect yourself better in the future!"

The elegant and luxurious woman reached out to touch Zhao Heng's cheek, with the care that flowed from her bones: "The world is dangerous, people's hearts are unpredictable, and you have countless enemies. If you don't take every step well, it will be easy to capsize in the gutter. Don't worry, the pain that George and Olia bring to you, I will get it back ten times a hundred times in the future if I have a chance!"

Zhao Heng responded softly: "Thank you!"

"Why do we have to thank you? If you really want to thank you, Zhao Heng, help me rub it!"

After chatting about the main business, the two chatted and laughed for more than ten minutes. They walked from the chair to Mrs. Situ leaning against the sofa. They suddenly pointed to their shoulders and smiled at Zhao Hengzhan: "When I was drying clothes in the morning, I accidentally twisted it and thought it would recover automatically. But the day passed and not only did it not recover, but it became more and more sore!"

Zhao Hengluo walked over generously: "Okay, I'll help you rub it!"

Zhao Heng put his right hand on Le Xiaobing's shoulder, and the latter nodded softly, with the unique charm of a woman. Zhao Hengxin jumped a little more when he heard it. Although Le Xiaobing was not exposed, from his perspective, he could just look at her white neck squintingly. Through the gap, he could vaguely see the extremely seductive groove.

Although the chests on both sides were covered by long skirts, they stood in front of him like peaks. So close, Zhao Heng shook his head to wake him up for a few minutes, and then kept quiet and pinched the woman's shoulders. As his gesture moved, the long skirt also swayed. More and more parts of the chest were exposed, and Zhao Heng's skin in front of him became whiter and tender.

Both sides of his sight were also rising and falling. He had already vaguely seen the shaking of Mrs. Situ's mountain. I have to say that Zhao Heng's massage skills were not bad. Mrs. Situ, who did not notice this scene, was only concerned about enjoying his massage and moaned comfortably. Although Zhao Heng restrained his desire, his instinct made his breathing slightly thicker.

"Why... why don't you talk? What are your eyes looking at..."

When Mrs. Situ saw Zhao Heng slightly silent, she felt a hot breath coming from her neck. She looked up and found that Zhao Heng's eyes were on her neck. The conservative long skirt was still a long skirt after all. From such a close angle, she could see a lot of things. Her pretty face instantly felt shy. Zhao Heng coughed gently to relieve her embarrassment:

"Madam, sorry, I'm distracted for a moment!"

Mrs. Situ bit her seductive red lips slightly and said, "Your massage skills are very good, and you can compare to the old technician in the club. If I feel uncomfortable somewhere else, if I can find you, I will definitely ask you for a massage and save some money to support my family!" When Zhao Heng smiled happily, she added softly: "By the way, Shangguan Yue was chopped in North Africa, do you know?"

Zhao Heng's gesture slightly stopped: "She was chopped?"

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