C218 Chapter 218
C218 Chapter 218
He then walked to the sink and washed his bloodstained hands before taking off his bloodstained jacket, revealing a clean sweater underneath.
After doing all that, Jun Ziyan walked to the room where Xia Huanhuan was lying. He bent over and picked up the unconscious girl.
At that moment, the bloodlust in her phoenix eyes was replaced by a hint of gentleness. Even though her face was still cold and indifferent, the attachment in her eyes was so obvious.
Lowering his head, Jun Ziyan gently rubbed his forehead against Xia Huanhuan's. It was as if he was comforting Xia Huanhuan's precious treasure. He finally got it back.
"Mr. Jun San, how should we deal with these two people?" A man asked.
Xia Hao and Ke Xiaomin immediately became extremely nervous. They held their breaths as they waited for Jun Ziyan's reply to deal with … as if they were just two pieces of goods,
Jun Ziyan's footsteps stopped slightly.
"Find out what they want to do, and then do what they want to do." Jun Ziyan said coldly, "Also, since they like LG 1 so much, feed them more."
"Yes." The other party complied.
Xia Hao was still lying on the ground. He had already lost a lot of energy and had let out a lot of energy. If he continued to bleed like this, he would probably lose his life.
Ke Xiaomin was curled up on the ground, shivering. This was the first time she saw Jun Ziyan's ruthlessness and blood. How could she have thought that this man would be so easy to control?
He was naive enough to think that as long as he had the tape, he could control him and get whatever he wanted. However, he had forgotten that this man was surnamed Jun!
A man of the Jun Family would never let others easily control the clan known as the Zhu Clan. To be able to stand firmly in the political world of the army for several generations, naturally, there was something extraordinary about it.
At this moment, Ke Xiaomin hated Xia Hao to death. If Xia Hao didn't do such a thing, how could she have thought of such an idea.
It was all Xia Hao! It was all him! Ke Xiaomin would rather Jun Ziyan stab Xia Hao to death.
Thinking about what might happen next, she really hoped that she would pass out right now. Unfortunately, people might not necessarily be able to achieve something when they wanted to.
Therefore, Ke Xiaomin could only watch as Jun Ziyan carried Xia Huanhuan out of her line of sight, while the surrounding men slowly surrounded her …
Jun Ziyan carried Xia Huanhuan and walked towards the parked car. There were already subordinates waiting outside. "Mr. Jun San, why don't you let me drive?"
"No need. You guys take care of this matter here. I want these two people to never appear in front of me again." Jun Ziyan said.
"Yes." Just as the other party was about to leave, he saw Jun Ziyan say, "Leave their lives behind first."
"I know what to do." The other party replied respectfully.
Jun Ziyan carefully put Xia Huanhuan on the passenger seat and buckled up.
Xia Huanhuan was still sleeping with her eyes closed. Her eyelashes were slightly raised, and a shadow fell over her eyelids. Soft bangs covered her forehead. Her breathing was even, as if she was just sleeping normally.
Jun Ziyan lowered his head and looked at the bloodstains on his pants and shoes. These blood stains represented his brutality. If she was awake, would she be afraid to see him like that? Would they stand up to stop him?
It was said that killing people was a terrifying thing. But why was there no fear in him at all? When the dagger stabbed Xia Hao again and again, he didn't feel anything?!
To him, blood was only red.
If Xia Hao wasn't Huanhuan's cousin, then he would have really ended that person's life.
"Huanhuan, no one is allowed to touch you. No one is allowed." Jun Ziyan muttered as he gently caressed the face of the sleeping person.
These words were like an oath, floating in the air of the carriage. On the other hand, the corner of his mouth held a faint smile.
This time, she was safe!
As for her, she was asleep right now, so she didn't even know what had happened. That way, she wouldn't feel sad at all.
He — did not like to see her sad look, did not want to see at all!