The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 551

With a cry, Kunna let go of the two of them hugging their legs and hopping, "Leave quickly!"

With some strength, Mo Zhiqian suddenly got up and ran to Zeng Li, lifted her up and pushed her towards the door.

With a pain in his back, accompanied by a rush of warmth, Kunna pulled out the dagger from Martin's boot and stabbed it into Mo Zhiqian's back.

He groaned, but Mo Zhiqian didn't fall down. Before his woman left safely, he must not fall down!
As soon as he turned around, he rushed forward and hugged Kunna's body in a disorderly fight. Zeng Li staggered a step and turned back again. In the room, Mo Zhiqian had been knocked down by Kunna again, hugging him tightly. Holding Kunna's leg, not allowing him to take half a step forward, one eye was bleeding, looking at Zeng Li, "Hurry up..."

"Mo Zhiqian!" Zeng Li exclaimed. He had never seen such a bloody scene. The man in front of him couldn't see his original appearance clearly. He stood where he was and forgot to react.

Being dragged by his legs and unable to move, Kunna punched Mo Zhiqian on the back, groaning, but Mo Zhiqian refused to let go, hugged his leg tightly, and looked at Zeng Li, "Go!" !” Said one word firmly.

Zeng Li screamed, turned around and ran out of the room, the task was not completed Kunna was anxious, and pulled out the dagger stuck in Mo Zhiqian's back, raised it high and stabbed it again.

Ok……

Mo Zhiqian snorted, as if he didn't even have the strength to feel the pain, he held Kunna's hands tightly together, letting the dagger stab his back again and again, looking at the door of the room, listening to the sound in the corridor. The sound of panicked footsteps was getting farther and farther away, and the corners of the bleeding lips slowly raised,

As long as he persists, persists, his woman will be out of danger...

With his hands tied behind his back, Zeng Li ran down the stairs screaming all the way. When he passed the front desk of the small hotel, the proprietress looked up from her mobile phone, then looked in the direction of the stairs, and continued with her head down. Chat on WeChat.

Zeng Li ran out of the small hotel gate with bare feet, stood on the concrete steps, but suddenly turned back, rushed to the front desk and yelled incoherently, "Hurry up! Call the police! Killed, murdered from above!" Already!"

The proprietress raised her head in confusion, and took off the earphones after blinking, "What are you talking about?"

"There's a murderer up there, call the police, call the police!" Seeing that the proprietress didn't respond, Zeng Li jumped on his feet and yelled.

Only then did the proprietress come to her senses, she exited WeChat in a hurry, and raised her head before dialing the number, "What's the number for the police?"

Facing Zeng Li's eager eyes, he lowered his head again, "Oh, yes, it's 110,"

Just as the proprietress dialed the number, a group of people had already broken into the small hotel, "Hey, who are you? Why are you so rude!" The proprietress raised her finger while listening to the phone.

Zeng Li turned his head subconsciously, and then quickly rushed over, "Xiao Li, Zhiqian is on top, hurry up!"

"Take Miss to the hospital, the others will follow me!" Xiao Li arranged Zeng Li to be taken care of by Xiao Zhang, and with a wave of his hand, several men behind him rushed up the stairs.

Looking at the injuries on the young lady's face, one can tell that Mo Zhiqian is also very dangerous. The bodyguard of the underworld in the United States is naturally very skilled.

On the top floor of the small hotel, Kunna kicked the lifeless man away, spat out the blood in his mouth, and was about to stride after Zeng Li. Just as he was about to take a step, the sound of eager footsteps on the stairs woke him up, and he stepped back a few steps. Bu grabs the mobile phone on the table and pushes open the window, jumps up the iron pipe.

(End of this chapter)