Chapter 92 Crazy Criticism

  Maybe because they heard the movement outside, the people in the room came out.

  Two men, both in bathrobes, with wet hair, looked like they had just taken a shower.

   "Who are you?" one of them asked.

  No one paid attention to him.

  Another man asked again: "What are you doing!"

   Still no one cares about him.

   "You trespassed on other people's rooms, leave quickly, be careful and I will call the police!"

  Ye Hanzhi frowned, and glanced at the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard nodded, walked over, and pressed the two of them to the ground three times.

   Then taped his mouth shut.

   Throughout the whole process, Ye Hanzhi didn't look at the two men, but only looked at Tang Zhixi's back from a distance of two meters.

  Not only did Tang Zhixi not look over there, she didn't even hear the sound.

  She just stood there and kept looking at the girl.

   Gradually, the picture in front of me overlapped with the picture that often appeared in my dream.

   The same has been used 319, the same encounter. The person in front of him was lying on the sofa in despair, while the person in the dream died in front of him.

  The person in the dream, the main artery on the neck was cut open, bleeding all over the ground, such a deep wound. Even if it turned into a corpse, the group of dog men did not let her go.

   Until she went back, her eyes did not close.

  Tang Zhixi walked to the sofa step by step, picked up the blanket on the floor, squatted in front of the sofa, and wrapped it around the girl.

   By the way, I touched her carotid artery and felt it beating. She withdrew her hand and looked down at her.

  If I went back a little earlier that day, if she was a little stronger like the person in front of me, or a little softer in her heart, don't be so strong, would she still have someone by her side now?

  Tang Zhixi touched the pendant in her clothes, stood up after a while, and walked directly towards the two men.

  She approached and leaned over, grabbed one of them by the neck with her right hand, lifted him up, walked a few steps quickly, and threw him against the wall.

   There was a loud muffled sound, which made people feel like the man's internal organs were displaced.

  The bodyguards who followed in stared blankly at the woman.

   Not only fast, but also strong.

   There is also the bloodthirsty murderous look on her body, the sense of blood, which makes people feel cold on the soles of their feet and awe-inspiring.

"Damn you. Damn it." Tang Zhixi's voice was very soft, very soft, cold and lifeless, and it fell into the ears of others, like a murderer, a murderer with madness, "Why do you It's not clean to die."

  The bodyguard in the room trembled when he heard her words.

  Ye Hanzhi looked at her, and felt her anger, hatred, murderous aura, and even a little madness from such a long distance.

  He doesn't know what a person has experienced to become like this, to be so extreme.

  Tang Zhixi's hands were constantly exerting force, obviously wanting his life.

  The man's mouth was sealed with tape, and he kept whimpering and moaning from his nasal cavity.

   But gradually, his voice became quieter, and his face turned blue.

   "Three, third master." The bodyguard called Ye Hanzhi in a low voice.

  Ye Hanzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he walked to her side: "Zhixi."

  Tang Zhixi didn't respond to him, didn't look at him, and directly exerted some force on her hands. The man was struggling to hold Tang Zhixi's arm, but suddenly dropped it.

  Ye Hanzhi raised his hand to cover her pinching hand, and said softly, "Zhixi, it's done. If you don't let go, he will really die."

  Tang Zhixi turned her head and looked up at Ye Hanzhi. The moment she raised her eyes, a tear fell from her right eye and landed directly on the ground.

   This tear seemed to fall on Ye Hanzhi's heart, hurting him severely.

  His lips moved slightly, and he swallowed his jerky throat, but he was a little speechless.

  Tang Zhixi's eyes were very red, a wicked red. With fierceness, there is also an indescribable dead air.

   "Shouldn't he die? Can't he die?"

  The current Tang Zhixi is simply a lunatic. The usual camouflage was torn away, revealing the devil beneath the surface.

   "Damn it, but it's too cheap for him to die like this." Ye Hanzhi said warmly.

  Tang Zhixi stared at Ye Hanzhi.

   "There are still many things to ask him. 319 is the source, and our goal is to destroy it." Ye Hanzhi said, "As for the scum, we will deal with it slowly."

   Tang Zhixi seemed to have listened to his words, slowly lowered her eyes, and then shook off the person pinched by her hand.

  With a muffled sound, the man fell directly to the ground. There was no movement at first, and slowly the whole body began to twitch.

  The bodyguard came over immediately and tore off the tape from his mouth, allowing him to breathe slowly.

   Tang Zhixi lowered her eyes, glanced at the man on the ground from the corner of her eye, then wiped her right hand twice, turned and walked towards the **** the sofa.

   "Everyone go out."

  The bodyguards looked at Ye Hanzhi.

  Ye Hanzhi signaled them to go out, and everyone else went out. He opened the window of the living room a little and went out first.

   "Third Master, is this person sent to the hospital?" asked the bodyguard.

   "Didn't he die?" Ye Hanzhi's voice became harsher, "Send them all in and interrogate them one by one."

"yes."

   "How's the monitoring going?" Ye Hanzhi frowned, his thoughts were on Tang Zhixi.

   "I checked it at double speed, but I didn't find that they had contacts with other people in the hotel." The bodyguard said, "Now I am checking the details."

  After Ye Hanzhi listened, he took out his phone and looked up the call records, found Yan Qi's phone number and called him.

  As soon as the connection was made, the other person spoke first: "Are you okay?"

   "I am Ye Hanzhi."

   "Ah, the third master. That... small. No, Zhitang." Yan Qi suddenly felt that it was awkward to address her, and finally said directly, "What about her?"

   "She's fine." Ye Hanzhi said, "The matter is settled, you can do whatever you want at the venue."

  After speaking, Ye Hanzhi didn't want to say anything more to him, so he hung up the phone. Then he told Shen Weixi again.

  After all arrangements were made, Ye Hanzhi asked everyone else to withdraw, and stayed outside the room by himself. They also brought clean clothes and sent them to the room.

  That girl was not well either mentally or physically, Ye Hanzhi thought they would come out soon.

  But he waited outside for more than three hours before he heard the sound of the door opening.

  The girl looks like she took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and straightened her hair.

   It's just that the eyes are a little hollow and straight.

   Tang Zhixi has also returned to her usual state, only a little colder than usual.

   "Someone take her to the hospital."

"good."

  Ye Hanzhi immediately called for someone to come up, this time there was a woman, who must have been specially found.

   They took the girls away.

  After walking a few steps, the girl suddenly turned her head to look at Tang Zhixi, her empty eyes suddenly filled with tears: "Can I really be saved? Can I really be cured?"

"able."

   Although the word Tang Zhixi has no warmth, it is very firm.

  Ye Hanzhi tilted his head to look at her. It can be felt that she is not trying to comfort this person, but making a promise.

   "Okay, I will cooperate with the treatment. Thank you."

   Tang Zhixi nodded lightly and watched them leave.

  (end of this chapter)