Chapter 269 You Will Get What You Wish For
Jiang Zhiyue didn't have time to see clearly who was coming.
The quiet corridor seemed to have no end in sight. The light was dim and the attacker's face kept getting bigger in front of Jiang Zhiyue's eyes.
Seeing that she had no way to retreat, the man pounced on her viciously, ready to strangle her as quickly as possible.
A hideous smile on his face and a vicious look in his eyes.
Seeing that the cable tie dripping with blood was about to be put around her neck again, Jiang Zhiyue had no way to avoid it. She could only raise her foot and kick the man's most vulnerable part of his abdomen the moment the attacker approached.
She endured the severe pain, grabbed the belt, and continued to kick the man's lower abdomen mercilessly.
Master Li was in extreme pain, and the effect of the stimulant drug was also evident at this time. His expression became more and more distorted. He pushed the man to the ground and rushed forward directly.
Who would have thought that Jiang Zhiyue was waiting for this moment. She was about to lose her strength, but at this moment she climbed up, holding most of the belt in her hand, and quickly went behind Master Li.
She wrapped the belt around Mr. Li's neck and opened the buckle skillfully with extremely ferocious movements.
He pulled back with all his might, his hands were covered in blood, and he could no longer tell whose body the blood came from.
This is what she learned from Qin Si in the slums. When Qin Si was attacked, she hid behind the door and witnessed the whole process through a tiny gap. What kind of posture and speed can take a person's life in just a few seconds.
At this time, the footsteps were closer.
Jiang Zhiyue looked over with hazy vision, and vaguely saw several bodyguards with guns rushing towards her.
That's what the rich and powerful are like, they kill for fun.
Once their safety is threatened, even if they fight to the death, even if the resistance is successful, someone will come to help them clean up the mess.
I really can't accept this.
Jiang Zhiyue felt completely exhausted, and her last bit of strength was used up. She still held on tightly to the buckle that trapped the attacker, and was unwilling to let go even after falling to the ground.
"Jiang Zhiyue!"
A figure ran frantically from the end of the corridor and kicked away the bodyguard who was approaching.
"Jiang Zhiyue!"
It was still that voice calling her.
Jiang Zhiyue was too tired. The strong feeling of suffocation came up after she lost her strength. Her chest heaved violently and she gasped for breath. In the whole silent space, the only sound was her breathing, which became more and more rapid, like a fish that was short of oxygen and seemed about to die in the next second from lack of oxygen.
The hand holding the buckle was unable to loosen.
There were bodyguards standing all around her. Just as someone was about to do something to her, she felt a warm chest pressing against her from behind. Someone put his arms around her shoulders and held her tightly in his arms.
The man's heart was beating fast, like a thunderous drum, and he could feel the warmth and slight trembling of his body.
"Jiang Zhiyue..."
Who could it be?
No one except her mother would be so nervous about her.
She felt his anger, his rapid breathing drowned out hers, as if he was afraid of losing something and wanting to gain something. The man slowly raised his head, and his handsome face, which usually had a cynical smile, was rarely replaced with a terrifying expression.
The area was filled with Li family bodyguards, and no one dared to act rashly.
Even Master Li, who had fallen to the side and stood up with the help of his bodyguards, quickly replaced his ferocious look with one of astonishment.
Master Li was gasping for breath, not daring to say a word, but was knocked to the ground by the butt of a gun, his head broken and bleeding.
Sheng Huaian hugged the girl even tighter, as if some memories came to his mind. He couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had come a step later.
"If anything happens to her, I will never forgive you!"
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Xilin Temple.
On a winter evening, the sky was gray and the wind was cold.
The temple was filled with curling green smoke, the air was filled with the smell of incense, the sound of bells and drums could be heard, and a row of red candles were lit along the road down the mountain.
The Buddha statue is sitting upright with a solemn and majestic appearance, and some people are kneeling devoutly on the cushions.
His eyebrows were gentle and his eyes were lowered, showing his compassion.
No one dared to disturb the tranquility of this moment.
Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps. The monk waiting on the side was about to step forward to stop them, but he saw the man raise his head and slowly open his eyes.
The attendant bent over and whispered something in Xiao Jingrun's ear.
Xiao Jingrun smiled and suddenly looked at an elderly monk, "Master, do you still remember my prayer last year?"
The monk smiled and nodded.
The Xiao family would come to the temple to pray every festival, but Young Master Xiao had made the same wish since he was a child and it had never changed.
After watching the films, his brothers often laughed at him, and as a child, Xiao Jingrun would fight with them because of this.
A few years later, Xiao Jingrun no longer participated in family activities and came alone.
"Master Xiao, the gods will see your wish during this year's prayer ceremony," the monk said respectfully.
There is no such thing as a god, it's all just a coincidence.
In fact, even the monks themselves do not believe in the so-called prayers. They hold these activities only to hope to get more money from the nobles so that they will have hope of getting an island villa this year.
Xiao Jingrun's expression was still pious, and the warm aura around him made people feel convinced.
He whispered, "Yes, the gods know what I want."
The man was dressed in luxurious fabric with gold edging, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his eyes were like a pool of clear spring water.
He took out a check and put it in the donation box, then stood up, sorted his clothes, and turned to leave.
The two attendants followed closely behind him and disappeared into the night.
At night, Xilin Temple was bustling with incense and worshippers came in an endless stream, so it was not surprising that someone recognized Xiao Jingrun.
The man smiled, friendly and polite.
"President?" There were several other girls who came together. They were all students of Wharton College. Their eyes were full of amazement and admiration for the man whom they rarely saw.
Xiao Jingrun responded gently, his smile unchanged.
The girls' eyes were full of love, and they suppressed the pink bubbles beating in their hearts. They looked back every few steps and left reluctantly.
"President?" At this time, another voice of surprise was heard.
A short-haired girl, dressed simply and holding a violin, was particularly eye-catching.
Xiao Jingrun turned his head to look at her, and seeing that she was still holding a stick in her hand, he asked, "What are you asking for?"
Zhou Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment, not sure whether Xiao Jingrun was talking to her, and she didn't dare to confirm whether Xiao Jingrun knew her.
"What do you want?" The man asked again with a gentle look in his eyes.
Zhou Xiuzhi squeezed the red sign tightly and said, "Safe."
Xiao Jingrun was silent for a moment, then curled his lips, “You will get what you wish for.”
As night fell, the cold wind blew up the girl's bangs. When she lowered her head, her black hair almost covered her eyebrows and eyes, revealing an indescribable darkness in the night.
Zhou Xiuzhi stared at the man's receding back, then turned back to look at the Buddha statue in the hall.
She suddenly threw the lot in her hand to the ground, stomped on it a few times, and a strong sense of cruelty flashed across her face.
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