The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 642, his eyes stared straight at her for a long while...

Sheng Yihan blinked because of a painful numbness on his calf. When he was stiff, the season warmed and attacked his other calf. He thought she was going to attack him. As a result, he did not expect it to be a calf. Even if he raised his hand in time to avoid it, he couldn't avoid the place. He was successfully lifted by the warm feet of his feet to the legs and the strange pain of the legs.

"You..." Sheng Yihan didn't expect the warmth of the season to have such a skill. In the memory, she should have never learned anything about her self-defense skills. Even if she learned it, it would not be like this...

However, the warmth of the season did not even look at him. He bit his teeth and pushed him away. In the moment when Sheng Yihan was temporarily unable to support because of the pain in his leg, he pushed him back two steps and succeeded in his arms. In the moment of getting out of the car, in the warmth of the season, I still thank those who taught her.

At first, she only learned the upper body, including the acupuncture points on the hands and arms, but before leaving London, Feng Ling took another week to teach her to recognize the acupuncture points on her legs, but because of the rush of learning. So, the season has not been used in this way, just gambled just now, I did not expect to really play the right place.

However, Sheng Yi Han was an orthopaedic surgeon after all. The trick of attacking the calf acupoints against the warmth of the season was from shock to reaction. The two places were just the sting of the acupoints. They calmed down in less than half a minute and determined the legs. In addition to the pain, there will be no problems. In the blink of an eye, the warm season has already rushed to the window, and the closed curtains are slightly moved because of the speed she rushed past.

What did she go over there?

The door can't go out, is it necessary to jump the window?

Here is the tenth floor of the hotel!

As soon as this thought came out, Sheng Yihan suddenly took a painful walk: "Quiet! Come back!"

The man’s legs are too long, and the warm season just rushes to the side of the table in front of the window. He adjusts to the disorderly breathing because of the medicinal nature. He walks straight in three or four steps, and pulls her arm directly. In the back, at the same time, she pressed her to death: "If you kick my legs today, I will not let go, don't let go, the medicine in the wine does not know how much was dropped." At least you want it right now, isn't it?"

The warm hand of the season is back, holding the corner of the table frame, and trembles and said: "Sheng Yi Han, I will give you the last chance, let me go! Don't touch me!"

However, the man smirked at her almost inflexible threat, as if she felt that she was too naive, she bowed on her ear and said resolutely: "Tonight, here, you are mine. ......"

The voice did not fall, the warm hand of the season has waved unrelentingly toward his head, a muffled sound on the skull, accompanied by a fierce stiffness.

The warmth of the season trembled against the table, looking at the man who was holding on to her, slowly let go of the hand that buckled on her back, and then looked at her unbelievably, then slow Slowly fell down until it fell heavily on the ground.

At the moment of falling to the ground, Sheng Yihan could barely speak, his eyes staring at the heavy crystal ashtray that he did not know when he caught the season, watching the obvious blood and warmth on the corner of the ashtray. The trembling still held the action of the ashtray, and his eyes stared straight at her for a while, until the dim light in front of her eyes became blurred until she closed her eyes...

The man who looked down on the ground in the warm season, just had the strength to put him on his hand, and he was stunned by his back. She didn’t know if she had just started to pay attention, but she looked so high. A man suddenly fell to the ground, and then saw his white bathrobe, almost instantly the blood that flowed out of his head reddish the entire shoulder, the season warmed and threw the ashtray on the ground, hands and feet The soft whole person also sat down on the ground and could hardly get up.

Is she killing?

She hadn't been able to figure out the acupoints behind his head. I don't know if it would be fatal if I squatted down. I don't know if there will be other injuries. But she has no other way to protect herself. She has given him a chance. ......

Can't say what kind of fear is surrounded by her for a moment, the quarter is warm and the fear is trembled, watching the blood flowing more and more in his head, watching the shocked blood-stained red bathrobe behind his shoulder, sitting warm in the season. On the ground, slowly retreating backwards until it retreated under the curtains, leaning against the cold window, forcing himself to calm down. However, the fear of the sky and the madness of the crazy entanglement of the body almost burned her.

She almost forgot when she was last drugged.

But the effect of that time was obviously not as strong as this one. In three years, even this medicine has been improved and I don’t know how many times.

Resting on the window for a long time, but the **** smell of the nose still surrounded her with the boundless fear. She didn't dare to look at the cold on the ground, nor did she know that he was lying still and unconsciously. How long does it take to think about it, I feel that I am even for self-protection, but it is also a crime to defend people when they die. She lifts her breath, holds her hand on the window behind her, stands up a little, and then in the room. I started looking for a landline, but when I found it, I found that the telephone line of the deskphone was cut off.

Is this the time when Meng Mengran let people send her in? In order to prevent her from asking for help?

Her cell phone is now where she is, she doesn't know it. The warm legs are soft, and the feeling of emptiness and warmth in the lower body makes her legs weak and almost wants to fall directly on the bed, and her mouth almost endures. She couldn't help but suppress the sound. She raised her hand and bit her finger and forced her to wake up. At the same time, she looked around and looked for the clothes she had replaced before taking a bath.

When he found his shirt and trousers, he quickly rushed over and pulled out his mobile phone from inside. Even if his mobile phone has a password, in this case, you can usually make an emergency call.

She quickly dialed 110, but for a time it was unclear whether the two people were being prescribed, and there might be a reporter outside. It was only said that someone was injured and needed someone to come to the rescue immediately, otherwise it would probably be a life.

After hanging up the phone, I don’t know if the police will pay attention to this matter. Will it be sent immediately, but now there is no other way to wait.

The warmth of the season is holding the mobile phone of Sheng Yihan. I want to make a phone call to other people I know, including Mo Jingshen. But this password is not correct for half a day. In the end, she can only throw the phone into the bed, and then struggle. Pull the zipper that was pulled open back up.

(End of this chapter)