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

Jing Jiaren was about to approach the wolf cage, and the wolf in the next cage stretched out its claws, cruelly trying to tear the prey out of the cage clean.

The bodyguard immediately turned on the electric baton and stabbed the wolf's mouth twice.

Jing Jiaren stood in front of the cage: "Leng Aofeng?"

"Aw, hiss..."

"Shang Yanxuan."

"Aww!!!" Leng Aofeng was about to attack the cage violently.

Leng Lintian had an extra electric baton in his hand, and suddenly shocked him with electric shock.

Leng Aofeng trembled all over, and fell down in the weeds exhaustedly.

"Leng Lintian!" Jing Jiaren angrily wanted to grab the electric baton.

Leng Lintian moved away and said: "Be careful, he is a irrational beast now, I am protecting you."

"Get out, get out—get out! Even if I'm killed, I'm willing!"

"..."

"get out!!!"

Jing Jiaren bumped him away with her shoulder, and squatted down: "Shang Yanxuan, Yanxuan? You don't know me anymore? I'm Jing Jiaren."

The words Jing Jiaren seemed to make his eyes light up slightly.

He stared at her wheezingly, his eyes were like glass balls...

Jing Jiaren reached in from the cage and stroked his hair: "Shang Yanxuan?"

"..."

"I'm Jing Jiaren."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if enjoying her touch.

Jing Jiaren's tears fell sadly, and suddenly she touched the blood scab on his head, she explored and felt his wound.

As if it hurt him, he snapped back and bit his arm.

It was a hard bite——

Jing Jiaren didn't struggle, nor did she feel any pain.

Leng Lintian immediately brought in an electric baton and hit him on the mouth.

Leng Aofeng let go of his mouth numbly...

Jing Jiaren was pulled up by Leng Lintian, looked at the bite mark on her wrist, and immediately took out a towel to bandage him.

Jing Jiaren raised her hand——

"Snapped."

A clean palm slammed firmly on Leng Lintian's face.

He froze slightly, and in the next second, another slap hit his face.

Leng Lintian's eyes began to become dangerous, like howling wolves in the room.

"Wife, how dare you..."

"Slap", the third slap came in succession.

Leng Lintian clasped her wrist forcefully, instead of being angry, he smiled: "Have you beaten enough?"

Jing Jiaren clenched her teeth, her shoulders trembling with anger.

Leng Lintian smiled recklessly: "I haven't called enough to go back and call you slowly, but now let you enjoy a good show."

He helped her bandage the bleeding wound coldly: "Do you know how he can get food?"

Jing Jiaren was grabbed by the bodyguard with both hands, and stared at him fiercely.

"You don't even know what his potential is. You'll be proud of him, too."

"What else do you want to do?"

Leng Lintian tied the knot and clapped his hands coldly: "Every time he wants to get food rewards, he has to have a life-and-death struggle with the wolves here."

"..."

"Come on, I'll take you to a place." Leng Lintian took her hand gracefully, wanting to take her deep.

Jing Jiaren grabbed the iron cage suddenly: "I won't go...Shang Yanxuan, I'm Jing Jiaren."

Everything in the past seems to be replaying in front of my eyes again.

She clung to the iron railing tightly: "Yanxuan, I'm Jing Jiaren!!!"

Suddenly, with a click, the other side of Shang Yanxuan's iron fence opened, and a beam of light leaked in.

It turns out that there, leading to a PK arena, is the territory where the wolves usually haunt.