Si Nianbei, unusually rough, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although it was not a very elegant gesture, there was an inexplicable sense of amazement in the way he did it. "I won't hand it over unless you make me collapse first."
Those men knew that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't harm Shan Si Nianbei's body. After all, he was born into a powerful family, and if an investigation were launched, they would be the ones to suffer.
So all of them were furious, worried and angry, so they had no choice but to beat him up.
They finally knocked him to the ground and carried him into the private room where Ji Yao and President Zhang had been discussing business.
Just as they were about to take Ji Yao with them, Mo Tingqi and Mo Yanyu arrived as if by divine intervention.
Without hesitation, Mo Yanyu kicked away the man who was reaching out to touch Ji Yao. The strength of a special forces soldier is not something an ordinary person can withstand.
Especially in his anger, he didn't restrain the force of his kick at all, and this kick almost crippled the man's leg.
Although Mo Tingqi really wanted to watch the excitement, no matter what, this happened in his bar, and his good mood for watching the excitement was gone.
So they joined the battle. Both of them were already top-notch fighters. Mo Tingqi had trained hard for seven or eight years to learn combat, so he could fight Mo Yanyu, a genuine special forces soldier, to a draw.
That's equivalent to two Mo Yanyus taking action and quickly knocking those people to the ground.
Mo Yanyu's brows and eyes seemed to conceal the ice and snow of the Arctic, and there was an undisguised ferocity in his eyes, as if he wished he could shoot them all dead.
They barely needed to fire a shot to torture them until they were screaming in agony.
He didn't bother to look at the group of people rolling on the ground. With a dignified and elegant movement, he bent down and naturally and skillfully picked up Ji Yao, who was lying on the ground.
He strode into the private room with the open door.
Why is it him again?
Si Nianbei seemed to still remember Mo Yanyu.
But he was now unable to move and could only clutch his stomach tightly. He had no idea how many punches he had taken, but his stomach was in excruciating pain.
Beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He didn't want to find out who they were right now; he only knew that he was extremely grateful that they had arrived in time, otherwise Yao Yao might have really been taken away by this group of people.
So, after Mo Yanyu carried Ji Yao in and placed her on the sofa, he endured the pain and stared intently in Ji Yao's direction.
Even while unconscious, Ji Yao kept calling out those two words, "Yan Yan".
Mo Yanyu's eyes darkened. Hearing Ji Yao's subconscious murmur, she gently stroked Ji Yao's hair, "I'm here."
Meanwhile, Mo Tingqi, who was standing to the side, was also amazed, leaning against the door panel of the private room with his arms crossed.
Mo Yanyu's gaze inadvertently swept over Ji Yao's bright red wrist, which was faintly tinged with purple, making it look rather frightening.
His face grew increasingly cold. "Detain all of these people."
Mo Tingqi asked him calmly, "What do you want to do?"
Mo Yanyu lowered her brows, her fingers already covering Ji Yao's wrist. Compared to her fair arms, Ji Yao's wrist looked rather frightening. She gently caressed it with her fingertips.
His eyes were no longer calm and indifferent; they seemed to be brewing a storm like a tornado. His face was expressionless. "Do nothing. Send them to the police station!"
Mo Tingqi narrowed his long, phoenix-shaped eyes slightly. "It's obvious they're not the masterminds. What's the point of sending them to jail?"
"I don't need to have any meaning, I just need them to pay the price!"
He didn't even dare to think that if he hadn't come to see her today, Yaoyao might have really gotten into trouble.
Mo Tingqi smiled slightly, seemingly lost in thought, and nodded.
Putting himself in Mo Qing's shoes, if this had happened to him, he probably would have chopped up those people outside.
So, after thinking about it, he grabbed one of them with each hand and dragged them inside.
"Should we send it over now, or call someone to come over?"
"Call someone over, but the specifics don't need to be too detailed."
Mo Tingqi curled her lips and gave him a knowing look.
Clearly, Mo Yanyu intended to make them suffer for the rest of their lives while they were in jail.
It's perfectly normal. It's not surprising at all that he did this. Any man would have done the same.
While the two men were talking, those men stood up again.
"Ha, you two pale-faced guys think you can get us into jail?"
"See this one too? The guy who was trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress has been beaten up like this by us. Do you want to do the same thing as him?"
A man pointed to Si Nianbei's bruised face and blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. To others, she did look somewhat disheveled, but not so disheveled as to be unsightly.
After all, with that face, no matter how much you beat someone, they still won't end up looking like a pig's head, unlike those who aren't very good-looking.
Moreover, the presence of more blood vessels on his face gave him a wild and glamorous beauty, quite different from his usual cute and innocent appearance.
A fierce-looking man, clearly the leader of the group, spoke arrogantly, shouting at them, "Damn it, who are you? Let me tell you, before you try to be a hero and save a damsel in distress, you should think twice about your own abilities. Otherwise, you might end up getting yourself killed instead of saving the damsel in distress."
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