"stop."
However, before he had taken two steps, a deep voice suddenly rang out.
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw the man standing against the light at the entrance of the alley.
Although the man's appearance was not clearly visible, he was tall and exuded a cold aura, making him someone not to be trifled with.
Coming to his senses, Huang Mao involuntarily swallowed.
But soon, he glared at me with a fierce look in his eyes: "Who are you?"
Give me the man.
But the man seemed not to hear his question, and slowly approached, his voice tinged with anger.
The next moment, a car sped past not far away, illuminating the man's face and revealing the ferocity within.
Before the blond-haired man could react, the other man punched him in the stomach.
Caught off guard by the attack, the blond-haired man's face contorted as he was slammed to the ground.
In an instant, Li Ruo, who was in his arms, fell into the man's hands.
He lifted the trench coat that covered the woman's face, revealing a flushed, unconscious face.
Seeing this, Wen Huaiyan's anger intensified.
He dared not imagine what would have happened if he hadn't come to the bar tonight; would Li Ruo have been violated by this thug?
The thought of this made his face turn frighteningly gloomy.
Seeing the blond-haired man struggling to get up on the ground not far away, Wen Huaiyan came up to him again and kicked him directly.
All that could be heard was a "crack" from the bones in the blond-haired man's body, followed by him clutching his leg and screaming in agony.
But Wen Huaiyan's expression didn't change at all. He simply pulled him up from the ground with one hand and pinned him against the wall.
"Tell me, who was it? Who ordered you to do this?"
Sensing the anger emanating from him, the blond-haired man belatedly became frightened and hurriedly said, "I don't know either. They just told me to rape this woman, then film it, and said they'd give me 20,000 yuan after it was done."
Unexpectedly, he even wanted to film a video. Wen Huaiyan's eyes turned cold, and he couldn't contain his anger.
If Li Ruo is indeed filmed, then her reputation will be truly ruined.
Who could be so cruel?
Growing angrier the more he thought about it, Wen Huaiyan's face darkened: "Give me the thing."
Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man tremblingly took out a hidden camera from his pocket and handed it to him.
After grabbing the item, Huang Mao was immediately thrown to the ground by Wen Huaiyan.
"Is there anything else?"
Having finally been released, Huang Mao was about to slip away when he heard this sentence and trembled even more. He hurriedly said, "He said to come here to hand over the things at this time tomorrow night."
After receiving this answer, Wen Huaiyan snorted coldly: "I think you should know what you should and shouldn't say. Get lost."
Upon hearing this, Huang Mao dared not linger any longer and immediately ran out.
At this moment, Li Ruo, who was being held by Wen Huaiyan, gradually became hot all over, and her soft body kept rubbing against the man's broad arms.
Sensing Li Ruo's movement, Wen Huaiyan was taken aback and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's hot...so hot..."
At that moment, Li Ruo couldn't hear anything. She felt as if her whole body was on fire, which made her want to tear her clothes open to cool down.
The moment Wen Huaiyan touched her arm, his pupils contracted in surprise at the intense heat emanating from it.
But I quickly realized that these symptoms were clearly caused by traditional Chinese medicine.
"Calm down, I'll take you to the hospital right now..."
Wen Huaiyan frowned, about to speak to comfort him, but halfway through his sentence, he seemed to remember something and sighed softly.
This bar is in a remote location; even the nearest hospital is more than forty minutes away. I'm afraid Li Ruo won't be able to hold on for that long.
Thinking of this, Wen Huaiyan gritted his teeth, then lowered his head and placed a kiss on Li Ruo's head, his gaze burning: "Don't blame me, I had no choice."
Whether it was the tenderness of the kiss or the familiarity of the voice, Li Ruo was unsure.
She opened her eyes and subconsciously said, "Wen Huaiyan... Wen Huaiyan, I feel terrible."
Unexpectedly, she could still recognize him. Wen Huaiyan paused, his heart pounding wildly like a drum.
Without thinking twice, he immediately picked up Li Ruo and headed towards the hotel not far away.
After successfully checking in at the front desk, the two took the elevator to their suite on the top floor.
At this moment, Li Ruo struggled more and more fiercely, constantly complaining of the heat, her face extremely red.
Fortunately, Wen Huaiyan acted quickly and arrived at the room in no time.
The moment the door closed, Li Ruo lost all reason and pressed Wen Huaiyan onto the bed, then pressed something wet onto his lips.
The usually domineering Wen Huaiyan actually let her kiss him, and with one hand, he directly stroked the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
The room was dark inside, with only a little light from the streetlights outside filtering in through the windows.
The atmosphere in the room gradually heated up, and the two became entangled tightly, kissing each other repeatedly and rolling around on the bed.
"Wen Huai inkstone... Wen Huai inkstone..."
Li Ruo gripped his shirt tightly and then loosened her grip, repeatedly calling his name.
"I am here."
Wen Huaiyan flipped over and pinned him down, then loosened the tie around his neck.
The next moment, one piece of clothing after another was thrown off the bed, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the room.
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