波多野结衣 家庭教师

Now it can be guessed that Xia Xingcheng's disappearance has nothing to do with Xia's family, but there is still not much news from Jiang Quan.

In this way, Sheng Yeling suddenly thought of Yunchen and his grudge, but his face became increasingly cold.

Just about to order the driver to drive to the cloud palace, Sheng Yeling's phone suddenly rings.

His face turned to rage.

Without delay for a moment, Sheng Yeling said to the driver in a deep voice, "now, go here as fast as you can."

After that, Sheng Yeling directly threw his mobile phone to the driver, which was the designation of an abandoned factory.

The driver did not dare to delay. He turned around and ran through the red light all the way to the place.

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At the same time, Zhang Ming put the camera in place, was laughing madly, and went to Xia Xingcheng's side.

Slowly squatting down, as if appreciating his own booty, Zhang Ming can't help but start slowly stretching his hand across Xia Xing and orange's beautiful face, and the greedy color in his eyes is undoubtedly at a glance.

At this time, Xia Xingcheng's face was so beautiful. Because of the injury, there was a little bloodstain flowing out, which added a sense of beauty, just like the blooming peony.

With the cool beauty, Zhang Ming's desire is more and more boiling.

The whole body can not help some hot, Zhang Ming is going to bow behind to untie all shackles of Xia Xing orange.

But in the last second of the most critical time, there was a disordered footsteps behind Zhang Ming.

Sheng Yeling came in and saw the scene of Zhang Ming's premeditation. His blood rushed up. His eyes were already scarlet with rage.

Without hesitation, he directly picked up the stick on the ground and rushed to Zhang Ming's face. The body facing Zhang Ming was a stick.

Zhang Ming's attention is all on Xia Xingcheng's body. At this time, he can't defend himself. He is directly hit by Sheng Yeling and falls on the ground.

Zhang Ming looks back angrily. When he sees Sheng Yeling, he can't help being slightly shocked. When he is a director, he is lucky to see Sheng Yeling.

For Sheng night thunder, they are all legendary characters.

Before we knew it, Sheng Yeling's other club smashed it down. This time, it was more ruthless than before, trying to set a seal on death.

From the sharp pain of his body, Zhang Ming's direct howl of pain made a sound, but he couldn't struggle any more.

Because Sheng Yeling's strength and speed are so fast that he has no way to parry.

Sheng Yeling is like a raging lion at this time. He just beats Zhang Ming's body for a while. In a short time, Zhang Ming's hand is broken, his head is broken, and his flesh and blood are blurred by the beating,

but even then, it's still difficult to eliminate Sheng Yeling's anger in his heart, which has not stopped.

The people around me have tied the Zhang Ming's men together outside and rushed to check them.

At this time, several of his men have hurriedly taken Xia Xingcheng out of his coma.

Seeing his young master's blundering and beating Zhang Ming with a stick, Jiang Quan couldn't help but wonder when he saw Sheng Yeling get so angry.

He felt that Zhang Ming on the ground had no strength to struggle. He seemed to be dying.

Can't help but boldly go to Sheng Yeling's face and say: "Sheng Zong, stop fighting, and another fight will kill you."

Sheng Yeling seemed to react at this time. He couldn't help throwing the stick aside. Some people looked at Zhang Ming, who was dying on the ground, and said directly, "take him to the police station and try to keep him away for the rest of his life."

He said that those who bullied Xia Xingcheng would not have a good end.

Jiang Quan hurriedly responded and motioned for several of his men to carry Zhang Ming away.

Sheng Yeling can't help but get on the bus. The most important thing in his eyes is to send Xia Xingcheng to the hospital.

It was also at this time that he saw Xia Xingcheng's injury. His body was already blue and purple, and his face was red and swollen, which undoubtedly showed that Zhang Ming had killed her.

Fortunately, a casual doctor was in the car and looked at Xia Xingcheng's injury, but he said with a sigh of relief: "young master, young lady is just in a coma now, there is no danger of life, but she has suffered such a serious injury. If there is a concussion, she needs to be diagnosed in the hospital."

Sheng Yeling nodded. His face was very ugly. He ordered the driver coldly: "hurry up, use the fastest speed."

The driver trembled with fear and stepped on the accelerator. He couldn't help but say that he was the fastest, but he didn't dare to say it at this time.

So, the car arrived at Shengjia's private hospital with the fastest speed, and people dared not delay for a moment to send Xia Xingcheng directly to the operating room.Until the light in the operating room came on, Sheng Yeling's face was still not very good. The whole image in his mind was just what he saw, and Xia Xingcheng was tortured.

In his eyes, he could not help bursting out a dangerous light. Sheng Yeling couldn't help but take out his phone and call Jiang Quan.

"Let Zhang Ming have a good time in it and save him a life."

With a deep voice, he hung up the phone directly, his eyes full of fury.

Two hours later, the light in the operating room dimmed, and the doctor came out quickly.

Take off the mask, the doctor can not help but relieved and said: "young master, now little lady has nothing to do, but the body is injured, still need to recuperate, it is estimated that will wake up later."

Sheng Yeling nodded and walked into the ward directly.

In VIP ward.

There were white colors everywhere. Sheng Nightingale walked in step by step and thought that the color made him have a headache.

The vision fixed on the thin figure on the hospital bed, Sheng Yeling's breath could not help but slightly stagnate.

At this time, Xia Xingcheng was wrapped with a thick bandage on the injured part of his body, while the skin exposed outside was pale without a trace of blood color.

Special her face, at this time is white almost transparent, as if a fragile touch on the break.

Sheng Yeling walked to the hospital bed carefully, but he was afraid to wake Xia Xingcheng up, just holding her hand gently.

Her hands were cold for a while, which made Sheng Yeling's heart miss a beat.

There is no reason, there is a pain spread.

This wipe of heartache is like having innumerable needles pricking themselves, making their breathing slightly disordered.

He was very strange to this feeling, just like he was totally out of control. At last, he stood up and kissed Xia Xingcheng on the cheek.