Chapter 202: The Hero Saves the Beauty and Meets the Enemy

Chapter 202 The hero saves the beauty and meets the enemy

The beautiful woman in the car was Zhao Jianhui's cousin Liu Meiyu. She was already in her mid-thirties and was already working at the department level of an important department of the State Council.

It wasn't until it got slightly dark that Zhao Jianhui came out of the Wenhuayuan Hotel room where Liu Meiyu was staying. After talking with Liu Meiyu for a long afternoon, Zhao Jianhui realized that what he did this time was really a bit risky. Although the Zhang family's power in the capital was not as strong as that of the Liu family, it was still extremely powerful.

Otherwise, Mr. Liu would not have asked Liu Meiyu to drive over overnight. In the evening, Liu Meiyu said she had an appointment with someone and wanted to go out. Zhao Jianhui refused to answer more than a dozen calls in her room. He walked out of the room and looked through the pages, and saw among them Ye Qiuyu's, Yuan Yiyi's, and Tu Xiong's. , and two more belong to Gan Xiaojing. As he walked, he answered the phone. He didn't know what these people were asking for.

Yuan Yiyi, and Tu Xiong mainly learned about what happened to Zhao Jianhui last night from Ye Qiuyu's mouth, and they called here just to inquire about the development of the situation. Zhao Jianhui called them back and said everything was fine. Then he called Gan Xiaojing again. As soon as he answered the call, Gan Xiaojing cursed loudly: "You brat, do you have stiff wings? How dare you not answer my call?"

But when she heard Zhao Jianhui tell what happened, she didn't say anything for a long time. In the end, she actually said a curse word: "Grandma, if you dare to bully my brother, please let someone take what you are holding, sister." There’s some commotion here too.”

After hanging up her phone, Zhao Jianhui walked out of the elevator and suddenly heard a girl's voice crying anxiously: "What are you doing? Let me go...let me go."

Behind the stairwell not far from the elevator, a girl's scream suddenly came out. The stairwell door was closed, so I didn't pay attention to the sound.

I really couldn't hear it, but Zhao Jianhui still heard it.

Zhao Jianhui walked over and pushed open the door to the stairwell. He saw a few arrogant gangsters with weird hairstyles against the wall beside the stairs, dragging two girls upstairs. The two girls struggled desperately, but they couldn't get away. The hands of those men.

"Let go...what are you doing? Don't touch me, you bastard." One of the girls struggled hard and yelled.

"Hey, my brothers have taken a liking to you. Be obedient and have fun with us." One of the ruffians smiled strangely and stretched out his hand to drag the girl up the stairs.

"Don't... let go, we're not going anywhere, let us go." The girl yelled loudly.

"Damn it, if you keep making trouble, I'll see how I'll deal with you later." A guy with a crew cut pulled the girl's arm hard.

The strength of the two girls was too small to be able to defeat several young and strong gangsters, so they were dragged up the stairs by the gangsters.

Hearing the stairwell door creak and feeling someone coming in, the girl turned around and shouted, "Help..." while struggling.

When the girl turned around, Zhao Jianhui and her were stunned at the same time.

Although this girl changed her clothes, she was wearing a goose-yellow long-sleeved shirt on her upper body and khaki cropped pants on her lower body. The hem of the top with a delicate leather belt was tucked into her waist, and her exposed calves under the trouser legs were white.## #, with open-toe high-heeled sandals wrapped with strings, the insides of which are like green onions, and the toes are dyed with red cardamom. She looks pretty and pretty, and she looks like a student who is still studying.

But Zhao Jianhui knew that this girl was definitely not a student sister. She was the Miss No. 88 who failed to give him a massage in the club yesterday and ended up complaining about her indecency.

The face of the other girl cannot be seen now, but judging from the pony tail tied behind her head, she is not very old either. This girl was wearing a white top and black trousers. The top was tied into the trousers with a belt like No. 88. She had a round butt that was pushed down hard. She looked like a beautiful ruffian at first glance. It’s no wonder they were entangled by these gangsters, but I don’t know why these two girls ended up in a big hotel and were pestered by these little gangsters?

As soon as No. 88 saw it was Zhao Jianhui, the expression on her face couldn't help but change. The little mouth that had just shouted for help immediately tightened, and the person pulling her took advantage of the situation and pulled her up two more steps.

When the other girl saw Zhao Jianhui looking at them, she struggled to get away and held Zhao Jianhui's hand tightly with a small hand. She looked at Zhao Jianhui with her big beautiful eyes, her eyes full of pleading, so pitiful.

Zhao Jianhui sighed secretly in his heart. Although he didn't know what was going on, it seemed like it would be impossible without help. Although No. 88 finally framed him, he knew that he was instigated by others. If he didn't hold grudges and was dragged into the hotel by these four or five hooligans, he could tell with his toes what would happen.

"Hey, brothers, where are you taking my sister to?" Zhao Jianhui smiled and said hello to the ruffians.

Several gangsters were slightly stunned by Zhao Jianhui's greeting. The two gangsters who were pulling the girl unconsciously loosened their grip. The two girls took advantage of the situation to break away and hid behind Zhao Jianhui. They grabbed Zhao Jianhui's clothes tightly. It's like I've grasped a life-saving straw and never want to let go.

"Are they your sisters?" A ruffian with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stared at Zhao Jianhui and asked, his eyes unkind.

"Yes, that's right, she's my sister." Zhao Jianhui answered him with a serious expression.

"Damn it, buddy, are you trying to trick us?" Another ruffian with a pig's head and a pig's face asked viciously.

These two hooligans look really good together. One is as thin as a monkey, the other is as fat as a pig. The others look like normal people, but their clothes and hairstyles are really not flattering. They stand sideways with their heads tilted, as if they are afraid that others will not know that they are a group of hooligans.

The monkey-faced hooligan continued the words of the pig-headed hooligan and said: "Brother, you can't fool our brothers. Hand them over." After that, he used his sharp mouth to peek behind Zhao Jianhui.

"Who are you and why do you want to arrest my sister?" Zhao Jianhui not only did not hand her over, but also loudly blamed the other party. "Damn it, my brother asked you to hand her over." The pig-faced man yelled at Zhao Jianhui.

"Oh? Hand her over, to whom?"

"Fuck! Are you fucking pretending?"

"You dare to curse again?" Zhao Jianhui glared at the guy, and he was already angry. What happened to him these two days? Why did he encounter such annoying things?

The pig-headed man was furious: "You are looking for death. I will not only scold you, but also beat you." The pig-headed man stepped forward to grab Zhao Jianhui's clothes, ready to teach him a lesson.

Zhao Jianhui did not see any movement and grabbed his wrist. He twisted it gently. The pig-headed man screamed and "clicked". The wrist joint was dislocated. The severe pain in the wrist deformed the pig face.

Zhao Jianhui let go of his hand, and the pig-headed man squatted down in pain.

Zhao Jianhui's move was swift. Before the monkey-faced thug could see what was going on, the pig-headed man had already squatted down and cried in pain. Seeing that the situation was not right, several other thugs surrounded him.

Zhao Jianhui broke free from the two girls who were pulling his clothes, and was alert, thinking about how to get rid of this gang of thugs as quickly as possible.

"This monkey is a prickly guy, be careful." The pig-headed man squatting on the ground reminded the monkey face.

Damn, this kid's nickname is Monkey, and it really lives up to its name.

"Brothers, get your weapons." Monkey howled, pulled out his belt, and rushed forward first. The others took out machetes from their waists and rushed forward together. It seemed that they wanted to open Zhao Jianhui's head. They were really cruel.

When Monkey rushed forward, Zhao Jianhui had already kicked him, hitting his sternum. With a slight sound of fracture, the monkey flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, Zhao Jianhui's palms met the machetes that were coming towards his forehead. I don't know how the two machetes were already in Zhao Jianhui's hands. He exerted a little force, and the back of the two guys' foreheads was hit by the knife. The two guys screamed in pain and squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms.

While the other two ruffians were stunned, Zhao Jianhui rushed forward fiercely, grabbed his wrist and shoulder, and the sound of two broken bones rang out again. In less than a minute, Zhao Jianhui had already put down five young men.

He had just finished the battle, and the security guards from the hotel walked in. It is normal to alarm the security guards with such a big noise.

However, seeing the people lying on the ground and Zhao Jianhui who was calm and didn't take the tragedy seriously, the security guards in black shirts and headsets didn't dare to stop Zhao Jianhui.

There were a few hooligans lying on the ground, who dared to go up and cause trouble? If you annoy this young man, he will still hit you. Who can bear it?

Zhao Jianhui took the lead, and the two girls followed him out of the hotel. The night breeze was blowing, and the flashing neon lights had illuminated the entire street. Zhao Jianhui lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, looked back at No. 88 who was following behind him and whose face had turned even paler than before, and smiled faintly: "Tell me, what happened?"

"Hey, big brother, those guys are street hooligans. Today, the two of us are not working, but are just shopping. Unexpectedly, we ran into those scumbags. They made a move on me on the street, and after I scolded them, they chased me all the way to the hotel. Thank you so much. If you hadn't saved us, I don't know what would have happened." Another beautiful girl blushed and thanked Zhao Jianhui. She didn't know that Zhao Jianhui's question about No. 88 meant something else, and thought that Zhao Jianhui was asking how they ran into hooligans. She simply explained to Zhao Jianhui that when she was dragged into the hotel room and didn't know what would happen, she seemed a little shy.

Her expression made Zhao Jianhui very strange. How could a girl who worked with No. 88 have such a shy expression? When doing massage with customers, don't you often encounter customers who like to touch you? Even if they don't touch you, they will always say some ambiguous words to tease you, right? Why does this girl seem to have never seen the world?

Zhao Jianhui nodded: "Okay, it's okay. You are lucky to meet me. Don't you plan to say something to me?" Zhao Jianhui said, his eyes fixed on No. 88's face again.

At this time, another little beauty also found that the situation was not right. She stuck out her tongue and asked with a very cute expression: "Shushu, do you know this big brother?" Seeing No. 88 nodded slightly, the girl smiled and said: "Otherwise, I will leave first, you can chat slowly..."

Before he finished speaking, No. 88 screamed like a frightened little rabbit: "Xixi, don't go, don't leave me..."

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