The thug was hit by the electric baton, and his whole body trembled several times, then he rolled his eyes and fell down.
"Mr. Song, be careful!"
Song Xiao shouted.
Another man in black holding a camera and an electric baton wanted to sneak attack Nan Song, but Nan Song seemed to have eyes behind her. With Song Xiao shouting, she raised one leg above her head, lowered her waist slightly, and kicked her.
That person.
The man in black shook his head, and the flesh on his face trembled, but Nan Song's body seemed to be equipped with a spring, and the other leg flew up to clamp his neck.
The body was spinning in the air and turned over.
Song Xiao was stunned, watching helplessly as the man in black was forced to spin on the spot, said "Uh", and then staggered down, without any ability to fight back.
He was so shocked that he clung to the door like a gecko.
In the flash of lightning, Nan Song effortlessly dealt with the two thick and strong men in black without even taking a breath.
This, this, this...she, she, she...is really an ordinary vice president???
However, Nan Song's fake hood was not strong enough. With this movement, the hood became crooked. She raised her hand to straighten it, but instead of straightening it, she simply took it off and grabbed her thick short hair twice.
She also took off her glasses and put them on the back of her head.
"Song...Mr. Song."
Song Xiao was almost dumbfounded. When Nan Song looked over at her, he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the corner of her mouth, "Your mole fell off, fell off."
"Oh." Nan Song touched the fake mole and wanted to glue it on, but the glue stopped and it couldn't stick.
She searched the trash can but couldn't find it, so she simply took it off and stuffed it into the thug's nostril.
Song Xiao: "..."
He felt like he was watching a science fiction movie. Why was it so dreamy?
The priest's breathing was weak and rapid. In the haziness, he seemed to see a fairy falling from the sky... No, not a fairy, but a heroine, a heroine who could disguise herself and knew martial arts.
He couldn't stand for a long time, his legs went weak and he knelt down on one knee. He was about to kneel down on a piece of broken glass, but someone grabbed him halfway.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Nan Song grabbed the priest's neck and avoided the tragedy of his knee being shattered.
Song Xiao let out a long sigh of relief, but why did her movements look so like carrying a chicken?
"Are you okay?" Nan Song didn't feel there was anything wrong with his actions. He looked at the priest and asked.
The priest shook his head and tried to stand up.
Nan Song saw that it was really difficult for him to stand, so he stretched out his hand to help him, but his body was extremely sensitive at this moment, and Nan Song's support made his whole body tremble.
This tremor had the same effect as being electrocuted. Nan Song lowered his eyes and knew what was going on.
"They gave you medicine?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the priest's face, followed by a cold look in his eyes, and he glanced gloomily at the middle-aged man curled up on the bed.
Last night at Xingyue Hotel, I finally escaped with the help of Shu Ying, but I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of this beast.
But that glass of wine was handed to him personally by his boss Li Longsheng, saying that he wanted to apologize to Boss Wang for yesterday's rudeness. It turned out that this was how he was compensated.
He smiled coldly, he was really betrayed, and he even helped count the money.
The priest was heartbroken. He gritted his teeth and bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain woke him up, but the blood at the corner of his mouth became thicker.