Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

The next second, a soft voice sounded, calming the violent Quan Jingwu.

"Xiao Jing!"

Jian Qing walked up to him, reached for the iron rod in his hand, and threw it aside.

"She's not worth your touch, she'll be dirty."

She held his hand and smiled slightly.

"I've taught her a lesson, that's enough."

"She deserves to die." Quan Jingwu held her hand and said coldly.

Jian Qing raised her head and pecked his lips.

Intimate gestures, without caring that others are still watching.

"She deserves to die, but life is more suitable for her than death, huh?"

It's not a good idea if something really big happens at Mr. Han's birthday party.

Quan Jingwu pursed his thin lips and said, "Yeah," "Let's go back."

"Okay." Jian Qing nodded. She was not in the mood to stay any longer after something like this happened.

Everyone quickly got out of the way, and Quan Jingwu took Jian Qing away. Han Yue noted down the number of people in the bathroom, then called a few waiters to get these women out, and then returned to the banquet hall.

The birthday banquet is not over yet, so these women will be kept for now and will be sorted out slowly when they have time.

Back at the banquet hall, Quan Jingwu took Jian Qing to say hello to Mr. Quan, and then left early.

Mr. Han looked at the two people leaving, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

"Old Quan, your granddaughter-in-law is not simple!"

He has seen strong winds and waves for most of his life, and what kind of people he has never seen.

With just one glance, he knew that something simple and clear must be extraordinary.

Mr. Quan stroked his beard with a proud smile on his face, "That's natural."

No one noticed a figure hiding behind a pillar outside the banquet hall door.

Watching Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing get into the car, she picked up her phone and made a call.

"You can start now."

The hoarse voice revealed a sinister tone.

After hanging up the phone, the person hiding behind the pillar adjusted his cheongsam and then walked into the banquet hall again.

Under the cover of night, a black sports car was speeding down the avenue.

It was almost ten o'clock when we left the hotel, and the wind was getting colder.

Jian Qing was wearing Quan Jingwu's coat. She looked at the person driving next to her with a cold face and a faint smile on her lips.

"Xiao Jing, don't be angry, okay?"

The woman had her head smashed against the door, so she probably suffered a lot.

Quan Jingwu controlled the steering wheel with one hand and held her cold hand with the other.

"Next time you encounter this situation, don't hit him politely, hit him to death."

The words spoken by the magnetic voice made people's hearts tremble.

There is no doubt that if Jian Qing hadn't stopped him just now, he would probably have died tonight.

Jian Qing chuckled softly and said in a soft voice, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Why is her little scene so cute?

"Isn't it cold?" After holding it for so long, her hand was still so cold.

Just as Jian Qing was about to shake his head, he sneezed.

Quan Jingwu frowned slightly, rolled up the car window, and turned on the heater in the car.

Jian Qing curled her lips and folded her coat.

The heater in the car was warm, and she leaned against the seat, feeling a little drowsy.

The corner of his eye swept over the rear mirror, and his eyes suddenly lost their sleepiness and became clear.

"fine!"

He held her big hand tightly and comforted her softly.

Quan Jingwu drove the car at the same speed, his deep purple eyes curling up in whirlpools.

Jian Qing hummed, her eyes swept over the rear mirror, and there was a hint of amusement in the corner of her mouth.

It seems they made a mistake going out tonight.

It seems that it is impossible not to be stained with blood.

The street lights were shining, and on the flat road, the black sports car was followed by three black cars. The strange thing was that the three black cars always kept the same.

"boom--"

There was a loud noise from the car, and Jian Qing instantly recognized it as a gunshot.

Silenced pistol.

It seemed that the rats following behind were well prepared.

"Bang bang bang -"

A series of trembling sounds were heard. Fortunately, Quan Jingwu's sports cars were valuable, otherwise he would not be able to afford so many guns.

"Xiao Jing, this is not the way to go."

Through the car window, Jian Qing saw a black car driving alongside them, and a cold light shot out of her eyes.

They were not sure how many people there were, and they also had guns.

Quan Jingwu's eyes were as cold as ice. He stepped on the accelerator and the speed of the sports car shot up instantly.

Seeing this, the three cars also increased their speed and chased after him.

"Xiao Jing, over there."

Jian Qing saw the woods on the roadside with her peripheral vision and said.

The people chasing them are most likely professional killers. In this situation, we can only find a place where no one is around to kill them as soon as possible.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes flashed slightly, with a dangerous coldness in his eyes. He turned the steering wheel and stopped the car near the woods.

Almost at the same time, Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing unbuckled their seat belts and jumped out of the car like lightning.

"Walk."

Quan Jingwu held Jian Qing's hand and ran straight into the woods.

The two moved very quickly and disappeared into the dark forest in an instant.

"squeak--"

The three cars stopped together, and people in black outfits poured out, wearing uniform silver masks on their faces.

"Chase, they can't run far."

The only one among the men in black with a red mask said.

In the forest, Jian Qing was wearing high heels, unable to keep up with Quan Jingwu's pace.

Damn it, you know that dresses and high heels are trouble.

"Xiao Jing, wait."

She stopped and kicked off the high heels on her feet, then reached out and tore them apart. With a "tear" sound, a piece of the skirt was torn off.

It's much easier and more convenient now.

Quan Jingwu's eyes were sharp, "Good boy, come up."

"Um?"

"I'll carry you."

As he spoke, he took her hand and put it on his shoulder.

The forest floor is full of gravel and gravel, which would hurt your feet.

Without giving her a chance to refuse, Quan Jingwu quickly carried her on his back.

"hold me."

A flash of helplessness flashed in Jian Qing's eyes, and she put her hands around his neck.

Quan Jingwu carried her on his back, his speed still undiminished, and his ghostly figure shuttled through the forest.