Sheng Ting did not forget to instruct his people not to hurt Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng is not so polite.

The petite girl was surrounded in the middle. Every time she watched her, she was about to catch her, and in the blink of an eye, she ran away again.

Sheng Ting's eyes were deep, his lips were pursed into a line, and he felt oppressed all over his body.

After a short time, the familiar people suddenly became unfamiliar.

Bang--

Chu Zheng grabbed the living room ornaments and smashed it at a big man's forehead.

The big man shook, fell straight down, his face on the ground.

Chu Zheng: "..." It hurts so much.

Sheng Ting raised his hand and the people besieging Chu Zheng stopped.

Chu Zheng held half of the ornaments and looked at the man walking towards him.

The man took action very quickly. When Chu Zheng noticed the sound of the wind, Sheng Ting's hand had already reached her.

Chu Zheng took a step back, but was still grabbed by the man.

Sheng Ting pulled Chu Zheng forward, but his arms suddenly became cold and he felt like something was entangled around him.

The girl broke away from him.

He raised the ornament in his hand and smashed it over.

Sheng Ting's pupils tightened slightly, and he instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his body could not move.

The ornament hit his forehead, causing a moment of blank space in his mind.

After Chu Zheng smashed one, she turned around and took it for the second time and smashed it over very quickly.

Sheng Ting's subordinates reacted that Chu Zheng had already smashed the third one.

Blood flowed down Sheng Ting's forehead.

Sheng Ting's people rushed forward and pulled Sheng Ting backwards. The third one of the Chu Zheng was gone.

Her hands were a little sore.

You have to ask for a bodyguard!

It's so tiring to smash people!

He calmly put his hands back in his pocket, with his little face tense, and said seriously: "Don't bother me if you're okay, the door is there, walk slowly."
Chapter completed!