"Little beauty, I will not treat you badly. I will enjoy endless wealth and glory after following me." Li Xing's hand became bolder and swam along his cheek to his neck.

Even Zuoran's crazy struggle was useless. At this moment, Wei Dayong suddenly broke free from the shackles of the rope and put the man in black in front of him to the ground with three fists and two kicks.

The angry Wei Dayong ran over and pulled Li Xing with one punch, but the punch seemed to hit cotton, and did not cause any harm to Li Xing at all.

After all, Wei Dayong is just an ordinary person, and it is still impossible to knock down a supernatural person with one punch. Wei Dayong also understands this in his heart. However, before leaving, his good brother Mao Jiamin gave the important task of protecting Zuoran. He could not give up, and he would not let Zuoran be hurt here. Even if he fought for his life, he had to protect her, because Mao Jiamin was the only brother in his life.

After thinking about the strength gap between the two, Wei Dayong began to slowly retreat. He looked at Zuoran, who was tied to the ground and cried bitterly, and felt so uncomfortable.

Li Xing touched the slapped face, and his evil smile hung on his face, but those men in black knew that their boss was angry.

"Boy, I admire your courage very much." After saying that, before Wei Dayong could react, his body quickly approached Wei Dayong, and at the same time he grabbed Wei Dayong's neck with his right hand.

"To be honest, as an ordinary person, your slap is worthwhile." The force of pinching Wei Dayong's right hand became stronger and stronger, and Wei Dayong's face was pale and he had no power to fight back.

"I promise you!" The nearly unconscious Great Yong heard a hysterical cry.

Zuoran stopped crying at this moment, with no expression on her face. The breeze hit her beautiful long hair fluttered in the wind, looking desolate.

"Oh?" Li Xing turned his head and looked at the beauties who were about to get their hands on the ground with interest. He licked his lips and pinched Wei Dayong's hand and unconsciously loosened a lot.

Trying to wake up, Wei Dayong decided to fight to the death. Taking advantage of Li Xing's attention now on Zuoran, his right hand was difficult to get around behind him and quietly took out the fruit knife that he had not used for a long time.

In order not to touch Li Xing and the man in black who was watching the fun, Wei Dayong's movements were very small. The moment he held the fruit knife in his hand, his eyes gradually became fierce, staring at Li Xing who was turning his head to speak.

Without saying a word, he held a fruit knife in his hand and stabbed Li Xing's waist suddenly!

"Ah!" The pain instantly came into my mind. Li Xing screamed in pain, and turned his head and looked at Wei Dayong angrily.

"Young Master!" The men in black hurried over and put Wei Dayong on the ground, waiting for Li Xing's hair to fall.

At the same time, both Fugui's wife and his husband were shocked and hurriedly ran to Li Xing to ask about his well-being. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the knife has been regarded as a very sharp weapon.

"Boy, do you really think I dare not kill anyone?" Li Xing slowly pulled out the fruit knife inserted into his waist with sweating profusely. It can be seen that although he is a psychic, he is not an invulnerable iron man. He will also be injured and knows the pain.

Li Xing took the pulled fruit knife and slowly walked to Wei Dayong's front. It seemed that he was about to end his life with one knife.

Zuoran was completely panicked. She didn't expect that all this would develop to this point and quickly shouted:

"If you dare to kill him today, Brother Jiamin will definitely not let you go." After shouting these words, Zuoran was also stunned. After all, this was all subconsciously shouted by his brain.

"You shameless little bitch, it's your blessing to be able to fall in love with you by Xing'er. Isn't it just a life? Our family can still afford it!" At this time, Mrs. Fugui looked at Zuoran with a gloomy face and said.

When he heard the three words Jiamin Ge, Li Xing's fruit knife that was about to take action obviously paused.

"Brother Jiamin? Are you talking about Mao Jiamin?" It can be seen that Mao Jiamin's name is sometimes useful.

Zuoran also saw this and nodded quickly and said, "How do you know Brother Jiamin's name? Could it be that you know him?"

"I'm sorry for the beauty, I don't know each other, but we are from the same class, and I won't take him seriously even." After Li Xing said these words, the fruit knife suddenly stabbed him.

Wei Dayong gritted his teeth tightly, watching the fruit knife inserted into his thigh, but he was stubborn and did not scream at all. Sweat on his body continued to erode his clothes, and his eyes were covered with blood-red blood.

"Is it fun? It doesn't hurt? I originally wanted to kill you with one knife, but I kindly want you to live a little longer and get a few more knives!" Li Xing lowered his head and licked the blood-stained fruit knife with his tongue, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Great Darong's consciousness has been constantly blurring, and the pain caused by his body has also weakened, and he can no longer see clearly the vague things in front of him.

"Did you die like this? I still have some regrets."

Li Xing's mouth raised slightly, and his hand holding the fruit knife was raised again, and accurately inserted it into the same position on the other leg.

Seeing that Wei Dayong had fainted, he lost his patience. He gave an order to the man in black under his command and walked towards Zuoran.

Zuoran's inner grief was beyond words, and his body was trembling violently. When he looked at Li Xing, he seemed to see a demon.

"Boy, your subordinates seem to be a little impatient."

At this moment, a familiar voice came, and Zuoran's expression, with a dead face as if she was dead, she first looked incredible with surprise and then looked at the distance in surprise.

A figure who didn't look strong but was a little thin at the moment was standing next to Wei Dayong.

"Who? With such a courage, even my Li family's mansion dares to break into?" Li Xing quickly turned around, and his body trembled invisibly the moment he saw Mao Jiamin.

"Xing'er! Xing'er, save us quickly." Behind Mao Jiamin, a middle-aged couple tied up next to a group of men in black who were lying on the ground in pain.

"Mao Jiamin, I advise you to let go of my parents." Li Xing put the fruit knife on Zuoran's neck and said fiercely.

"You are Li Xing, right? No smart people will do this. If I were you, I would have let Zuoran go." Mao Jiamin also took out the fruit knife on his waist and pressed it against Mrs. Fugui's neck.

Zuoran shed a few tears with joy. Once upon a time, as long as he could see Mao Jiamin's not strong and majestic figure, he could feel at ease no matter how great the danger was.
Chapter completed!