Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 953: Escape from Sick Jiao 27(1/2)

Snap!

There was a crisp sound.

It seemed like something exploded.

Corey's eyes suddenly widened, and bloodshot eyes completely occupied the whites of his eyes.

His face became extremely ferocious.

His expression alternated between pain, madness and despair.

In the end, he was in intense pain.

Yingqian stepped on Corey's raincoat and walked to the bed, looking down at Nora.

The formerly proud and proud little girl now frowned, and cold sweat kept sliding down her temples. Even in her sleep, she was still tormented by the pain.

Three of her fingernails were pulled out.

Use a vise to forcefully pull it out from the flesh.

But this is just the beginning.

If Yingqian arrives a little later.

Nola was not sure how she would be injured.

"It's really troublesome."

Yingqian sighed, pulled Nora up from the bed, put her on her shoulders, and stepped over Corey again.

He was still lying on the ground like a dead fish.

The body twitched.

My whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and I almost died.

Yingqian still had to hold Nora on his back and couldn't walk very fast. Only then did he realize that the door was not locked.

Through a narrow gap.

She saw a pair of abyss-like black eyes.

Yan Cheng didn't know when he came here.

How many of Yingqian's previous good deeds had he seen?

Don't scare the child.

Yingqian sighed and was about to explain to him when Yan Cheng suddenly opened the door, then grabbed her by the hem of her clothes and took her into his arms.

And so at the same time.

A cold light flashed across his sight.

She turned around and saw Corey who was staggering to his feet.

He held a dull knife in his hand.

A bloody face full of ferocity.

Just a moment ago, Corey was just a few inches away from being able to insert the blunt knife into Ying Qian's body.

pity.

The appearance of Yan Cheng made his revenge come to nothing.

"Actually, this thing is not good for plotting."

Yingqian sneered and wanted to push Nora to Yan Cheng, but he didn't want to take it.

She could only continue to hold it up, and then said with a smile:

"The most I can do is get a tetanus shot. I probably won't even need stitches."

"You little..."

Before Corey finished his swear words.

Yingqian interrupted politely.

"I even recommend you go to the hospital quickly, lest the thing below will never work again. But has it really been useful?"

In order not to teach Yan Cheng a bad lesson, she spoke very tactfully.

But it was enough for Corey to understand.

Feeling the bursts of pain coming from below, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed.

But before Corey could swing his second knife.

The sound of messy footsteps sounded.

A waiter heard the commotion upstairs and came to the second floor to take a look.

It's just this scene that he probably didn't expect, and he immediately froze on the spot.

"Excuse me, I need a medical kit, and then..."

Yingqian greeted him politely first, then took a deep breath, used all his strength, and let out a scream that almost lifted the roof off.

Not to mention the living room downstairs.

It is estimated that the screams can be heard even outside.

The nobles wearing high-end clothes finally took their noble steps and walked up the stairs.

When there are more and more people.

Corey's face, covered in blood, became increasingly uglier.

"Please help me..."

And Yingqian wiped his face, and his body collapsed on the ground. While wiping away the non-existent tears, he cried and said:

"Mr. Corey wanted to kill me with a knife and pulled out Nora's nails. Please help me..."

She has a petite body.

Her face is white, tender and cute.

Crying makes people pity you even more.

"Killing someone? He even pulled out his nails. He did it cleanly."

"Even if I can't help it anymore, I should go home. It's really disappointing to make such a big noise in Claire's manor..."

"It turns out to be Corey, a small nobleman who has declined. No wonder."

The conversation was neither soft nor loud.

But the look of contempt and disgust was clearly noticed by Corey.

His face suddenly turned red and black.

I want to explain something, but I can't say anything because of my face.

It wasn't until Mr. Clare walked through the crowd and walked to Corey that his eyes lit up and he quickly explained:

"Mr. Claire, this is a misunderstanding, that little girl is..."

"I don't care."

Mr. Clare interrupted.

Hold the cigar between your fingers and disperse the curling white smoke.

He took a sip, then looked directly at Corey, and then said coldly:

"You disturbed my peace, idiot."

Just this sentence.

It made Corey look pale.

He was shaky, as if he had been sentenced to death.

A waiter came over and grabbed his arms and dragged him down the stairs.

"It's so stupid."

Mr. Claire shook his head, turned his gaze to Yingqian, and paused on Nora for another half a second.

"Call the doctor."

With his instructions, the medical kit finally landed in front of Yingqian.

And Edward also arrived belatedly.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned for a long time, and then his handsome face was dyed a thin layer of red because of anger.

"Who did it?"

Edward clenched his fists, showing an angry look for the first time.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage