Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

With another sap, Ji Ziang seemed to have finally exhausted his strength, and his whole body collapsed.

The bodyguard was out of breath, and sweat was pouring down his neck and face.

He thought he could finally stop, Ji Ziang, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to support himself, and put himself in the posture of being beaten.

The bodyguard frowned, it was the first time he saw a master put his life to the test like this.

"Master, if you continue to fight, your life will be destroyed."

Although Ji Ziang had practiced since he was a child, his body is relatively rigid, if he is beaten with dozens of sticks, his pelvic cavity is about to be shattered?

Ji Ziang took a breath slightly: "I know it well."

The bodyguard looked at Wen Xinnuan at this moment: "Young Mistress, do you persuade the Young Master?"

"..."

"Only if you speak, the young master will listen to persuasion..."

Wen Xinnuan bit her lower lip, and when she spoke, she couldn't believe that she would become so cruel: "Is this what you guys designed? Show me a bitter plan? I won't forgive, I won't sympathize!"

As long as there is one thing, there are two...

This is the second time that Ji Ziang has cheated, and she was caught by her, what if she didn't?

Whether Wen Xinnuan loves him or not doesn't have much impact on her, it's just a psychological blow - the double sense of betrayal from her relatives and husband.

As long as they separate and reach an agreement, Ji Ziang wants to tie her up.

Wen Xinnuan didn't understand, since it was a loveless marriage, why did she keep cheating on her?

Ji Ziang smiled wryly, and soon his expression turned back: "Continue."

"..."

"My wife hasn't calmed down yet, so hit me again."

The bodyguard hit him again with a stick.

Wen Xinnuan looked away, she suspected that there was a sandbag on Ji Ziang's butt.Take her for a fool?Humph, she wasn't fooled.

That blood must have spilled from the beanbag...

How can a man be so stupid!She absolutely does not believe it!

Every stick knocked Ji Ziang to the ground, and he paused for a moment before returning to his original position.

It's just that his physical strength is getting weaker and weaker, and the carpet covered by him is already very wet with his sweat!

At this moment, there was a sound that could no longer overflow the man's dull pain.

Ji Ziangsong opened his mouth, and the blood-soaked tie fell off, and his whole body lay on the ground, falling into a coma.

"Master? Master?!"

The bodyguard squatted down and shook him back and forth, fearing that he would die, so he quickly sniffed him.

After all, Wen Xinnuan still had a soft heart, seeing Ji Ziang fainted... Some didn't believe it, but some believed it.

His pained voice just now didn't sound like a fake.

So he went down to the ground carefully, and saw that the stick dropped by the bodyguard was covered in blood.

She poked her head over and saw that Ji Ziang's pants had been torn, and she could vaguely see the bloody flesh inside...

Uh, this height doesn't look like a sandbag?

"He... didn't he put anything on?" Wen Xinnuan began to panic.

"thing?"

"There is no sandbag on the butt to bear the pain?"

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he picked up Ji Ziang's bloody rag with one hand: "A real gun, just a layer of trousers."

Wen Xin warmed her heart and sank, feeling a little scared.After playing for so long, there are dozens of times at least.

"Will someone die? He's dead!?"

"You still have some breath... Young Mistress, please call the doctor." The bodyguards were already trying to lift Ji Ziang onto the bed, avoiding the wound on his back.

Wen Xinnuan hurriedly dialed the inside line and asked the servant to bring the doctor up.

Ji Ziang was completely in a severe coma, and his ability to bear pain had reached its limit.