Chapter 4242 Save Me

After a shrill scream, blood spurted out...

The man screamed for a moment like killing a pig, his body collapsed, and he passed out from the pain.

The other four men, seeing the scene in front of them, suddenly screamed in unison, their faces pale, and their whole bodies trembling like chaff.

Looking at the scarlet blood gushing out of the screen, Zhao Manlu rolled her eyes and also passed out.

Yan Yiyi and Yan Jinan looked at everything in front of them with straight eyes, and were dumbfounded.

In their minds, although Duan Yanbing has always been their biggest enemy, they have always despised Duan Yanbing.

They felt that Duan Yanbing was humble and insignificant.

The three of them are the prostitutes born in the main room, and Duan Yanbing is just a lowly bastard who can't stand on the stage.

The reason why Duan Yanbing was able to take away Yan's and Heijin's property from them was all because their father was eccentric and spared no effort to support Duan Yanbing.

If there is only Duan Yanbing himself, Duan Yanbing is not worth mentioning at all.

It wasn't until now that they realized that they were wrong.

Where is Duan Yanbing humble and insignificant?

He is so brutal!

Watching the man screaming and begging for mercy in the video, Duan Yanbing's face was as expressionless as ice, and his eyes were cold and motionless.

He is neither humble nor small.

He is a devil!

Terrible devil!

Duan Yanbing ignored the others and told his subordinates: "Wake her up!"

His subordinates took orders, picked up the teacup on the coffee table, and poured the cold water in the cup on Zhao Manlu's face.

Zhao Manlu woke up slowly, thinking about what happened just now, almost fainted again.

Duan Yan coldly ordered: "Don't make her dizzy, let her see clearly!"

"Yes! Young Master!" His subordinates took orders again, grabbed Zhao Manlu's hair and made her face the video.

The severe pain of the scalp being torn woke Zhao Manlu up on the verge of fainting.

When her eyes fell on the projection screen on the wall, she let out a horrified scream and subconsciously wanted to close her eyes.

Duan Yanbing's subordinates grabbed the fruit knife on the coffee table, raised the knife and stabbed it on Zhao Manlu's arm.

The knife didn't pierce deeply, but Zhao Manlu screamed as if someone was going to kill her.

"Shut up!" Duan Yanbing's men pulled the knife out of her arm and pressed it against her neck, "Shout again, the knife cuts here!"

Zhao Manlu's terrified cry stopped abruptly.

She knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

"Look honestly!" Duan Yanbing's subordinates pressed the knife on her neck, "If you miss it, I will cut a piece of your flesh!"

Feeling the cold blade across her neck, Zhao Manlu stiffened and did not dare to move.

She looked at the projection screen on the wall, her eyes were terrified and sad.

She didn't understand, how could she, the dignified young miss of the Zhao family and the head mistress of the Yan family, end up in this state?

From childhood to adulthood, she lived a life of aloofness and hugging.

But now, she has turned into an embarrassing prisoner!

She couldn't accept such a change, her eyes turned uncontrollably, and she looked at Yan Wenqing with sad and resentful eyes: "Yan Wenqing...do you just watch them ruin me like this? I am your woman! I only have you in my life This man! Even after the divorce, I will guard my body for you... Yan Wenqing, you, you can't treat me like this! Help me...you save me..."