Lei Ting said that the two men were professional bodyguards and that they would need all six of them to subdue them. If Han Jingmo went alone, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? !

Lu Wanwan hurriedly changed her clothes and didn't even have time to put on a mask. She opened the door and rushed out.

"Where are you going?" Song Chi saw her and shouted.

"I'm going to find him, you stay in the hotel." Lu Wanwan didn't even look back and quickly ran towards the elevator.

"I'll go with you!" Song Chi immediately ran to catch up.

"No need." Lu Wanwan stopped, pressed the elevator button frantically, turned around and stopped her, and quickly said: "Wait at the hotel. If anything happens, I will call you. Don't tell Lin Wei in advance." "

I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, just wait for my call."

With a ding, the elevator door opened, Lu Wanwan flashed into the elevator, pressed the first floor directly, and saw Song Chi's anxious look, comforting her: "Go back quickly, don't tell Lin Wei!" The elevator door closed,

Lu Wanwan looked at the floor that was constantly descending, and prayed in his heart that there would be no fight, and even if there was a fight, he would not get beaten.

If he was going to get beaten, let those two strong men get beaten.

No matter if they came to protect him or not.

The elevator reached the first floor, and Lu Wanwan ran out quickly and went directly to the alley where the fight took place yesterday. However, after looking around, there was no one there. She

suppressed her worries and analyzed carefully. The two strong men followed her back to the hotel, so they should be near the hotel and not far away.

Lu Wanwan bit her lip and ran with big strides, searching all the hidden places around her where lights could not reach.

But she didn't run much, and she was panting after running for a while, and her side abdomen was throbbing with pain.

Even so, she didn't dare to stop, let alone shout. She called Han Jingmo but no one answered, so she could only look for them one place at a time.

Fortunately, it was night time, and the filming area was not very prosperous, so she hardly met passers-by.

When he saw a group of people gathered in the next alley, Lu Wanwan chose to pass by them directly. There were only three of them, and there wouldn't be so many of them.

But when he ran over, he subconsciously looked inside, and in the gap between the crowds, he saw a striking figure, tall and graceful, with cold and hard lines under the dim street lights.

Lu Wanwan stopped abruptly, completely confused. Weren't there three people? How did it turn into a group fight!

With steady and rough breathing, he crouched down and hid in the corner. After a rough glance, he found that these people were divided into two groups, fighting against each other.

Han Jingmo stood with two strong men, and the people on the opposite side formed their own group, at least 20 to 30 people, with an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

Lu Wanwan frowned. Han Jingmo came to find these two strong men, but why did he confront the people on the opposite side with the strong men?

However, there were no marks of beating on Han Jingmo's face, and his clothes were decent, but the two strong men were in a terrible state. Their faces were bruised and purple, and it seemed that they were beaten badly. I wonder if it was Han Jingmo who beat them.

If so, their fighting ability is too strong.

Moreover, his position, standing between the two strong men, convinced them just like that?

If I had known, I would have brought Han Jingmo with me yesterday, and I could have solved it in minutes.

"He Cheng, what do you mean?" asked one of the strong men.

"Don't you understand what I mean?" The leading man in the group of people opposite spat on the ground: "Nanchen, you should have known this would be the consequence when you reported me yesterday!"

The strong man named Nanchen said: "The young master has clearly stipulated that all his subordinates are not allowed to take private jobs. Your people don't know the rules, so of course they will be punished."

"Your subordinates don't know the rules, He Cheng, you don't understand either, do you?" another strong man also spoke.

"Bah! I'm not going to follow the rules today! Leng Zhifeng, you don't have to scare me!" He Cheng's eyes were wide open: "I just took money to beat up that woman, is it necessary to expel me?!"

Nanchen sneered: "The young master sent us to protect her, and your people came to cause trouble. What's the outcome, what do you think?"

Leng Zhifeng spread his hands: "It's just expulsion, you haven't been destroyed. The young master is in a good mood and is merciful."

"Well, since you expelled me for such a bullshit reason, I'll show you what's going on today!" He Cheng's eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.

Lu Wanwan listened for a few sentences before she understood that the two tall and strong bodyguards were named Nanchen and Leng Zhifeng, and the one opposite was He Cheng, the person they called after beating up the yellow-haired guy yesterday.

Moreover, He Cheng was expelled from the list by the so-called Young Master because the two yellow-haired men under his command had troubled him. What did expulsion mean?

Who was this Young Master? What did he do? He sounded very powerful.

Lu Wanwan took a deep breath and continued to look over there. Han Jingmo stood between Nanchen and Leng Zhifeng. He said nothing, but looked at He Cheng and the twenty or thirty men behind him with a cold and stern look.

He Cheng raised his right hand and pressed down hard with his wrist. A dozen of his men immediately rushed up and all ran towards Han Jingmo and the others.

Lu Wanwan was anxious and wanted to run out to help them.

But at this time, Nancheng snorted contemptuously: "Do you think you can beat us? Even if all of you come, you are no match for us!"

Upon hearing this, the ten people who rushed up all stopped and moved in unison, as if they had heard an order.

In fact, they knew their own level in their hearts. They really couldn't beat these two people, the two people next to the young master, even if all thirty of them came up.

Leng Zhifeng was already ready for the battle. The muscles in his arms were smooth, and he was obviously a martial artist.

Han Jingmo finally spoke, his voice cold: "Solve your own business." After saying that, he took a step back, as if standing aside to watch the excitement.

Lu Wanwan paused halfway up his body, and tried to hold it in, but still couldn't help cursing in his heart. This operation was really impressive!

Nanchen looked at him in disbelief: "You actually escaped in the middle of the battle!"

Han Jingmo corrected him nonchalantly: "You watched someone die without rescuing him."

Lu Wanwan: "..."

Leng Zhifeng: "..."

Nanchen howled: "Wait until I solve He Cheng, then I will beat you!"

Han Jingmo glanced at the purple scars on his face, his eyes full of disdain.

After being looked at like this, Nanchen also remembered the experience of being beaten just now, and he was not so confident to speak, and snorted arrogantly.

Over there, He Cheng roared at his men in anger: "All of you, come at me! You are standing there, waiting to die!"

The ten men heard the order, gritted their teeth, and went ahead even if they couldn't win.