In the Rose Garden, almost all the luxury cars came out.

They stopped at the entrance of Shuiyunjian with a very domineering attitude, and formed a long queue, occupying most of the street.

The car door opened, Luo Yin, Nan Song and others got out of the car one after another, their faces seemed to be covered with ice. Just then they saw several police cars parked at the door.

One of the cars belonged to Wang Ping, but the alarm did not sound.

Uncle is here too?

Nan Song and Luo Junheng looked at each other and asked the security guards to guard the door so that no one could come in. They followed Luo Yin and Nan Ningsong in. The night was when Shuiyunjian was bustling, but today it was particularly deserted.

, all the guests were cleared out, and it seemed like something big had happened.

Several plainclothes people were sitting in the hall, and a few others were guarding the door of the box, blocking the steps of Nan Song and others.

Until Bai Luyu came out of the box to greet him and said: "One of our own."

Led them in.

Luo Yin frowned deeply, her face not pretty, "What's going on?"

Bai Luyu scratched his head and said, "Don't be in a hurry to deal with me now. Let's go to the private room and take a look."

The door of the box was pushed open, the lights in the room were dim, glowing with a faint blue light, and there was a strong smell of blood.

The scene that caught his eye also made Nan Song's pupils shrink.

There were many people lying on the ground, including fat businessmen with big ears, as well as strong and capable thugs. But at the moment, they were all lying on the ground, groaning in a semi-conscious state, with their noses and faces swollen, or dripping with blood, curled up, or lying down.

I was on the ground and couldn't get up even if I felt the pain.

There was another one, who was kneeling facing the sofa. He was shaking violently, either from pain or from fear.

On the sofa, there was a person sitting quietly.

If it weren't for the smoke still lingering between his fingers and the blood dripping from his fingers, people would have thought he was asleep.

He Xiaowen was curled up in a corner of the sofa, wrapped in Wang Ping's police uniform jacket, half of her toes exposed, and her white toes were stained with blood. Her hair was messy, her cheeks were red and swollen, her mouth was bleeding, and her eyes were staring blankly ahead.

Everyone was trembling.

When Nan Song saw this scene, he frowned fiercely, walked straight towards He Xiaowen, and called softly: "Xiaowen."

She stretched out her hand to touch her, but He Xiaowen trembled violently and shrank back subconsciously.

"Xiaowen, it's me. I'm Xiaosong."

Nan Song didn't dare to touch her anymore. He just squatted in front of her and gently called her to consciousness.

He Xiaowen raised her eyelashes, and there was a patch of blue under the corner of her left eye, which was especially obvious on her pale face. Her eyes stopped on Nan Song's face for a while, and then she slowly focused and saw the person in front of her clearly. He Xiaowen's mouth tightened, as if she had been hurt.

I felt extremely wronged, and tears burst out of my eyes instantly, "Xiao Song!"

She suddenly stepped forward and hugged Nan Song, and Nan Song also hugged her, "It's okay, it's okay..."

He Xiaowen's body was still trembling and unspeakably hot.

On the way here, they figured out the whole story.

Bai Luyu guessed that He Xiaowen must have had a quarrel with Wang Ping and went to Shuiyunjian to get drunk. As a result, she was dragged into the box by a group of drunken guests and was almost assaulted. Fortunately, she tried her best to make a scene, broke the door, and the security guard came in to arrest her.

He was rescued, and Wang Ping rushed over later.

As you can imagine, Long Yan was furious.

Bai Luyu whispered in Luo Yin's ear: "Uncle didn't let anyone else do it, he did it himself..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a crisp "pop" sound.

It was so late and so fast that Wang Ping didn't even see how he moved his hand, and a wine bottle exploded on the kneeling man's head.

Wine and glass splashed all over the floor. The next second, Wang Ping pulled the man's hair and pulled him up. His face was calm, without a trace of anger, but it was chilling. The man was forced to

He raised his head, and blood flowed from his forehead. He squinted his eyes in pain, but the moment he met Wang Ping's gaze, he was so frightened that he peed. A smell of urine filled the box, mixed with the original smell of blood. Why?

It smells disgusting.
Chapter completed!