Elegant CEO's Best Soldier King

Sun Hao was lying on the ground. His face was bruised all over, and he was currently covered in blood.    

    

Even so, he continued to drag his aching body, bit by bit, towards No.9 …    

    

At this moment, Number 9 was being tightly controlled by Zhao Ziming, causing her to be unable to move. Although seeing Sun Hao in such a miserable state caused her so much pain that she was unable to breathe, there was nothing she could do …    

    

Clap clap!    

    

Baili Sheng was in an extremely good mood. With a smile on his face, he clapped his hands and glanced at Sun Hao, who was like a stray dog.    

    

The Japanese devil, right? Come, come, come, I'll give you a chance. You call me grandpa three times. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let Young Master Zhao forgive you! "    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

Sun Hao spat out a mouthful of blood and twitched his mouth. He inhaled a mouthful of cold air as he was covered in wounds. Who knew how many bones were broken in his body?    

    

However, his eyes were filled with determination as he gritted his teeth and said, "Eastern Ocean Ghost, even if Grandpa was beaten to death, I won't lower my head to you!"    

    

"Eight!"    

    

Baili Sheng was infuriated, he kicked Sun Hao to the wall behind him, causing his entire face to distort. His body trembled as he shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"    

    

Zhao Ziming frowned. He wanted to stop him, but after feeling Baili Sheng's anger, he decided against it and didn't say anything.    

    

Initially, he only wanted to teach Sun Hao, who didn't know what was good for him, a lesson. However, it seemed that Sun Hao had already thoroughly angered the Mountain Range Society.    

    

Then the matter would no longer belong to him.    

    

Sun Hao's life and death could only be decided by Hundred Miles of Fate.    

    

"No!"    

    

Number 9 tried his best to break free from Zhao Ziming's embrace, and then threw himself in front of Sun Hao, protecting him with all his might. He looked at the murderous Baili Sheng, and begged while kneeling on the ground, "Please! Please let him go! "As long as you spare him, I'm willing to do anything …"    

    

"Too late!"    

    

Baili Sheng forcefully held onto Number Nine's chin, his eyes revealing a playful expression as he gently said, "He must die. Even if he dies, I will …"    

    

"Stop!"    

    

A cold voice sounded. The crowd parted and a woman dressed in plain clothes walked out from behind.    

    

It was indeed Number 8, Xu Bingbing.    

    

A look of panic flashed across Mother Chen's face. She knew a little about the relationship between Number 8 and Li Mo. If Number 8 were to be involved, it would be troublesome.    

    

Li Mo was not a good person.    

    

Number 8's expression turned cold and he said harshly, "You people dare to commit murder in broad daylight. I will arrest all of you by the police!"    

    

Call the police?    

    

Hearing this, Zhao Ziming's expression turned strange. He touched his eye-catching big bald head, and looked at the girl in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.    

    

Even though the woman in front of him wasn't like the other technicians, wearing black stockings and a uniform, she was still able to perfectly outline her proud and delicate body.    

    

The curves were exquisite and exquisite, showing the perfect lines of the S line. The areas where they should be raised were convex, while the areas where they should be raised were convex. It was simply outrageous.    

    

It was even one point higher than the previous number nine.    

    

Zhao Ziming suddenly turned his head and shot a cold glance at his mother, who was hiding at the bottom of her feet. With a playful smile, he said, "Mother Chen, I usually treat you pretty well. Why didn't you tell me why there's such a pretty girl here …"    

    

Do you think I, Zhao Ziming, am easy to fool? Just find two broken flowers to deal with and I'll be done for? "    

    

Under Zhao Ziming's venomous gaze, Mrs. Chen's body trembled, and a chill arose from the bottom of her heart. Her back felt cold.    

    

He quickly explained, "Young Master Zhao, listen to me. She … "If she doesn't come out, I'm afraid that this kind of woman will not know her place and disturb Young Master Zhao's interest."    

    

Mother Chen's face turned pale. She thought to herself that this was the end and cast a resentful glance at Number 8. Originally, she didn't want Number 8 to go up because Zhao Ziming didn't want him to see it.    

    

With her understanding of Zhao Ziming, as long as she saw Number 8, how could an animal like Zhao Ziming keep such a delicious cabbage without causing any harm?    

    

Since Number Eight is courting death, then don't blame her!    

    

Zhao Ziming sneered. He obviously didn't believe her words, but now, this wasn't his concern.    

    

His gaze landed on Number 8 once again and he suddenly laughed, pointing at his own nose and sneering, "Do you know who I am?"    

    

"I don't know. I don't want to know either. You'd better stop right now, or I'll call the police right away. When the police come, none of you are going to leave!"    

    

Number Eight looked at Zhao Ziming coldly, as if he had no fear in his eyes.    

    

As long as the person who understood her best, No.9 would know that he was extremely scared. No.8's little hand was placed behind him, and No.9 could see that her little hand was visibly shaking.    

    

If he continued like this, his secret would be exposed …    

    

"Oh?"    

    

Zhao Ziming took a step forward, and the distance between him and Number 8 increased. The latter was immediately scared and retreated. His face turned pale.    

    

Seeing Number 8's soft reaction, Zhao Ziming was even happier. It turned out that she was just a timid woman who liked to show off!    

    

Men were born with no immunity to weak and extremely strong women.    

    

Even though Zhao Ziming had played with a lot of women before, there weren't many who dared to give him face in front of him.    

    

Zhao Ziming revealed a hint of smile, approached Number 8 and said in a deep voice, "Are you really going to call the police?"    

    

"You … Don't come near me! "    

    

Number Eight's eyes were filled with panic. She never thought that these people would not be afraid of her threats. What … what should she do now?    

    

No.9's heart skipped a beat as he saw this. He hurriedly got up and stood in front of No.8 to protect her. He said in a stern voice: "If there's anything, come at me. It's none of her business!"    

    

Zhao Ziming looked at the overconfident No.9, sneered, and said, "Don't you think you should consider how to save your lover?"    

    

What? You still want to meddle in other people's business? You think you have a lot of face, don't you? "Bitch, scram!"    

    

No shit.    

    

Zhao Ziming slapped her hard enough to push her to the side, then fell into Baili Sheng's arms. The latter grinned, instantly taking control of Number 9, who was still trying to cause trouble.    

    

"Beauty, later on in the bed, I hope you still have this kind of passion. Don't play dead on the bed like a corpse." Baili Sheng whispered into Number 9's ear.    

    

Number 9 trembled with despair.    

    

She was already regretting her decision. If she had known earlier, she would have let this East Ocean Spirit take advantage of her. Even if she had been bitten by him, she wouldn't have been able to implicate Sun Hao and Number 8 …    

    

I'm sorry.    

    

Just as Zhao Ziming was about to drag Number 8 up to the fourth floor, a deep voice filled with boundless anger came out.    

    

"Brat, you're really amazing!"    

    

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