Fu Ting's heart was hanging high, and his breathing was about to stop. Seeing Li Jingwen turn the gun to Ji Tingyan, he wished he could not flash over and block all the dangers for her.

Li Jingwen waited for so long, and finally waited until Ji Tingyan took the initiative to die. How could she hesitate? As soon as she stopped speaking, she fired. However, at that moment, she felt a force on her back pulling her arm hard. The gun's accurate head lost its direction and shot several shots in succession to the ceiling above her head.

"It's you?" Li Jingwen was still shocked. She turned around and saw Tang Weixin. She gritted her teeth with resentment: "You deserve to die."

Tang Weixin watched her gun hit her. At this moment, Fu Ting directly raised his foot and kicked the gun in Li Biaowen's hand away. Li Jingwen was deprived of the gun and was bound to lose.

She could only pounce on Tang Weixin hatefully. Since she had fought with Futing, she had no advantage and was believing that she would kill the woman who destroyed her plan. She took out a knife from her waist and stabbed Tang Weixin's body.

"Ha!" Tang Weixin read out her scheming and sneered. The moment she stabbed her knife, she moved her body and easily avoided Li Jingwen's assassination.

"Is this impossible?" Li Jingwen's eyes trembled. This woman was so fast. She could pierce her heart, but her movements were still one step faster than her. The next second, she felt that her shoulders were dull, and she found that Tang Weixin moved behind her, raised her legs directly, and smashed them down hard. Her entire shoulder was numb. She turned around and stared at her with resentment.

Fu Ting's attack came again. Li Jingwen had almost no time to breathe, and her body was kicked out like a rag, flew out, hitting the hard wall of the ground. She felt her chest surging, and she had no strength to climb out again.

"You...even if I die, I will not let you go."

At this point, Li Jingwen has no meaning to survive, and she turns around and jumps down.

But Tang Weixin seemed to have expected that she would go to extremes. She pulled a water pipe from the side, raised her backhand, and tied Li Jingwen's body directly.

"Let me go." Li Jingwen didn't expect that she could not even die. She growled angrily.

"It's not so easy to commit a crime, and you still have to regret your sins." Tang Weixin sneered coldly.

"Fu Ting." Ji Tingyan ran up from the stairs next to her and rushed into Fu Ting's arms. Fu Ting also hugged her nervously and checked her injuries: "Have you been injured anywhere?"

"I'm fine." Ji Tingyan subconsciously hid her arm. When she ran over to look for him just now, she fell down and her palms and knees were scratched. But compared to the escape from death just now, what is this little bit of skin injury?

But Fu Ting saw her little thoughts and gently pulled her hand over to check. Seeing that the palm of her hand was covered with scratches, he frowned in pain.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Ji Tingyanqiang smiled.

Li Jingwen looked at them with a dull look. She saw the distress in Futing's eyes, and she felt ashamed. "Yixin, where are you? Weixin?" Fuxun's voice came from the corridor. When he heard the gunshots, he was horrified. He didn't care about Tang Weixin's advice and ran towards this side in panic. At this moment, the sirens came from a distance.

Li Jingwen finally came to justice. She was handcuffed and sat in the police car unwillingly. Her eyes were still staring at the window with resentment. The harsh words she had said might not give her a chance to come out of prison again. Futing and the Ji family would definitely let her sit in the bottom of the prison.

Fu Ting and his four men did not go to the airport, but returned to Fu's house. A false alarm made the four men rethink their lives and live a peaceful and peaceful life. "Stretch out your hand." Fu Ting took the medicine and prepared to disinfect Ji Tingyan.

Ji Tingyan spread her palms tremblingly, and the man chuckled: "I will be gentle."

Ji Tingyan's pretty face turned red, and suddenly she thought of going elsewhere, and nodded: "Yes."

Although Fu Ting's movements were gentle, the sourness and pleasure made Ji Tingyan scream a few times when the alcohol was rubbed against the wound.

"Is your knee injured too?" After Fu Ting treated the wound in her palm, his eyes looked at her knees.

Ji Tingyan was wearing a pair of tight jeans, so she could only take off these pants so that she could check the wound.

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She showed her knee wound in front of him with a little shame. Because she was blocked by her pants, the wound here was not broken, but her knees were black and purple.

Fu Ting frowned, hating that he had not taken good care of her, which made her suffer such a crime.

"I'll come here to wipe it for you." Fu Ting stood up and brought the medicinal wine that was stormy and blood-activated.

Ji Tingyan bit her lower lip, and the next time was the time to test her pain point. Sure enough, Fu Ting used his strength to rub her, and Ji Tingyan's tears were almost falling out of strength.

Although Fu Ting wanted to use gravity, he saw her tears in her eyes. He could only rub her gently and patiently for a long time, and finally turned the black color into red.

Tang Weixin and Fuxun each took a bottle of beer and leaned against the guardrail of the balcony.

"Yixin, do you have a good alcohol tolerance?" Fuxun saw her drinking sip after sip, as if she was treating wine as a drink. He couldn't help but frown. Women are very handsome when drinking, but their own women always make people feel uncomfortable.

"It's okay. In front of you, I can pour one cup in one cup, but in front of others, I won't get drunk for a thousand cups." Tang Weixin smiled badly.

Fuxun was so amused that he subconsciously bit his lip: "Women should drink less alcohol, which is good for their health."

"Okay, I try to drink as little as possible, but today I still want to drink a few sips happily." Tang Weixin suddenly became a little woman, and she listened to Fuxun's words.

Fuxun's heart was shaking, and he was really uncomfortable with her gentle and obedient appearance, but no matter what she looked like, Fuxun had been in trouble for the rest of his life, and he couldn't help but lean over.

Tang Weixin raised her beautiful eyes and saw the man's eyes staring at her. The next second, the man took a sip of wine and reached out to pick her chin.

Tang Weixin: "..."

Fuxun curled the corner of her mouth evilly, and in her surprise, she blocked her bright red lips, and the cold wine was strongly influenced by him.

Tang Weixin obviously wanted to push him away, but he only heard a gurgle, and he obediently swallowed his drink.

This stingy feeling made her feel goosebumps all over her body and she was trembling.
Chapter completed!