Han Luoqi saw that her situation was not right, and she had already followed up the room.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xia Weibao ignored him, but hung up the phone and called again.

However, no one answered.

Han Luoqi frowned, and just saw a mobile phone on the bed next to him, which was flashing non-stop.

"Is it this phone?"

Xia Weibao looked at the mobile phone on the bed with the screen on but silent, his eyes widened suddenly, his breathing was a little short, and his heart kept sinking.

"Which room does Huang Wen'an live in!"

She suddenly grabbed Han Luoqi's collar, and with that excited look, there was no doubt that if Han Luoqi answered a second late, the person would be lifted by her entirely.

“5001。”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Weibao threw the person directly on the bed, and then ran away.

Han Luoqi, who was thrown on the bed, "......".

At that moment, he felt that he was a delicate little flower that was soft and easy to fall down, and he was thrown out at once.

Now, however, he doesn't have much of a mind to think about it.

He rolled over and chased after him.

Xia Weibao is so flustered, something must have happened!

When he ran to the door, Xia Weibao had already reached the end of the corridor.

The light power is used directly, almost teleporting to the door of room 5001.

"Open the door!"

Bang bang bang –

I slapped the door a few times, but there was no response.

She took a step back and kicked the door hard.

Bang, kicked the door open!

The scene that caught her eyes, she almost killed someone!

I saw that the room was messy, the torn clothes on the floor were thrown to the ground, and everywhere was filled with a sluggish atmosphere.

On the big bed, the scene of a man riding on a woman almost blinded her!

The unbearable heavy wheezing sound was like a magic sound, stimulating every essence of Xia Weibao.

She rushed forward, grabbed Huang Wenan's shoulder, and threw it back!

"Ahh

Huang Wen'an, who was forgetful, was thrown like this and screamed like a pig.

However, Xia Weibao ignored it.

She looked at Zhuang Xuejun on the bed like a broken butterfly, and her pupils contracted fiercely.

Breathing stopped at that moment.

I saw Zhuang Xuejun's face full of ashes.

Those big beautiful eyes, like the dry Dead Sea, are so hollow that they are heartbreaking.

The corners of the eyes, the face, all bruises.

Blood was still oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The body is full of traces of being beaten and abused.

There was a puddle of blood underneath.

She lay still, lifeless, not a person, but a puppet, or already a dead corpse.

There is no life, only despair, despair of falling into the endless abyss.

All Xia Weibao's sanity turned into ashes under the impact of this scene!

The 21st century is a society governed by the rule of law, and murder is against the law, and she has always kept this in mind.

No matter how crazy you are, you will never touch the bottom line of the law.

But at this moment, her eyes were scarlet, and the urge to devour blood occupied every cell in her body.

Kill this man!

There was only one thought in her mind, kill this bastard!

pulled the quilt over and covered Zhuang Xuejun's body.

Turning around with blood-red eyes, the murderous aura around his body almost condensed into substance, and he continued to roar and roar.

The desire to kill opened her teeth and claws, and the anger she had never felt before, made her turn into a tornado and rushed directly in front of Huang Wen'an.

Huang Wenan was frightened by such Xia Weibao, what stood in front of him was not a person, but a demon!