Chapter 1487
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Ah Meng got up from the ground. His expression was cold as he rotated his neck and wrists. "Lu Jinshen's woman is indeed fierce. I wonder if it'll feel as good when I do it?"
After he finished speaking, he quickly attacked Tong Qiao. Ah Meng subdued Tong Qiao in three moves. Without another word, he stood in the room and began to tear off Tong Qiao's clothes.
Tong Qiao could not break free. A thought flashed through her mind. Even if she had to die, she could not be tainted by this man.
With this determination, she tilted her head back slightly and used all her strength to slam her forehead against Ah Meng's head.
Tong Qiao felt as if her forehead was about to split open. The sharp pain caused her to groan softly. Her head was also dizzy. Soon after, a sticky liquid flowed down from her forehead.
Ah Meng let go of Tong Qiao from the impact. He staggered a few steps. His head hurt and he was dizzy. He could not stand properly. He held his forehead with one hand and scolded Tong Qiao angrily. "Lunatic, you lunatic. Do you want to die? I still want to live well."
Tong Qiao laughed sarcastically at Ah Meng. "Are you worthy of touching Lu Jinshen's woman? Why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror? You're not even worthy of carrying his shoes. "
Ah Meng was so angry that his face was ashen. The veins on his forehead were throbbing. He endured the pain on his forehead and shouted at the door, "Men!"
After a moment, two men pushed the door open and entered. "Brother Meng, what's the matter … Brother Meng, are you injured?"
"I'm fine. Tie this woman to the bed. If I don't f * ck her until she cries for her parents, I'm not a man." Ah Meng walked to the cabinet by the wall and took out the first aid kit to treat the wound on his forehead.
The dizzy Tong Qiao was easily dragged to the bed by the two men and tied up.
After tying her up, the two men quickly left the room.
After treating her wound, Ah Meng sat on the single-seater sofa to rest. His gaze fell on the woman who kept struggling on the bed. She was really strong. She was already a fish on the chopping board, but she was still struggling. To be honest, if she was not Lu Jinshen's woman, he would have kept such an unyielding and fiery woman by his side and doted on her.
Ah Meng rested for a while. When he no longer felt dizzy, he got up and walked to the bed. The woman on the bed kept struggling. Her wrists were red from the friction of the rope. Some parts of her wrists were even bleeding. "Stop struggling. It's useless."
Tong Qiao glared at Ah Meng, her eyes filled with her own stubbornness and disdain for him.
Ah Meng pressed down on Tong Qiao.
Tong Qiao suddenly raised her head and bit Ah Meng's ear.
Ah Meng did not expect Tong Qiao to use this move even though her limbs were tied up. He was completely caught off guard and screamed in pain.
Immediately, someone knocked on the door. "Brother Meng, are you alright?"
Ah Meng shouted at the door, "Get lost!" How could he let his men in at this time? How could he survive in the future?
Because of the pain, Ah Meng's face was flushed red and the veins on his forehead were bulging. However, this woman refused to let go. He knew that this woman had a fiery personality and would never let go. If this went on, his ear would be bitten off by her.
Ah Meng reached out and grabbed Tong Qiao's chin. He used so much force that his fingers were about to sink into Tong Qiao's skin.
However much pain he was in, he increased his strength on Tong Qiao. He did not believe that this woman would not let go.
There was a huge difference in strength between men and women. Tong Qiao was a woman after all. How could she be a match for a man who was trained in martial arts?
The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment.
Tong Qiao felt that her chin was about to break from the pain. Finally, she let go.
When she let go, Tong Qiao's mouth was filled with the taste of blood. Her snow-white teeth were also stained with blood. She looked both gory and demonic.
Ah Meng covered his bloody ear with his hand. He was in pain but did not dare to make a sound. He was afraid that his men outside would hear and embarrass him. His face was red and purple from the pain. He gritted his teeth and endured it. Then, he started to tear Tong Qiao's clothes viciously. He wanted to vent his pain on her body ten times or even a hundred times.
Tong Qiao stopped struggling. She stared blankly at the ceiling. Her eyes were filled with despair. At this moment, there were only three words left in her heart: Lu Jinshen.
She repeated this name in her heart over and over again.
Suddenly, a groan came from outside the door. Then, there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Ah Meng was a martial arts practitioner and his hearing was very sensitive. He immediately stopped what he was doing and asked the door, "What's going on outside?"
"…" There was no response.
Ah Meng felt that something was amiss. He got up from Tong Qiao's body and got off the bed. He walked towards the door with a vigilant expression. He had only taken a few steps when the door was pushed open from the outside. It hit the wall with a loud bang and reverberated in the air.
Ah Meng looked at the man who appeared at the door. His eyes widened in disbelief.
He was dressed in a combat uniform. His posture was ramrod straight and his expression was calm. He exuded a cold and murderous aura.
Who else could it be but Lu Jinshen?
"Why are you here?"
Lu Jinshen's dark eyes scanned the room. When he saw the person he missed lying on the bed with her limbs spread out and her clothes disheveled, anger rose in his heart. His eyes were filled with murderous rage.
His Qiao 'er was such a strong person. How dare he humiliate her like this?
Lu Jinshen's fist flew towards Ah Meng like a gust of wind.
Ah Meng recovered from his shock. Just as Lu Jinshen's fist was about to land on his face, he tilted his head and dodged in time.
Lu Jinshen did not stop at all. He swept his leg out again.
Ah Meng had just dodged Lu Jinshen's fist when his leg came at him again. Ah Meng did not even have time to catch his breath. He had to dodge again.
Lu Jinshen's attacks were too fast. One move after another, each move was filled with a chilling murderous aura. He exuded an explosive power that was dominated by anger.
Ah Meng found it difficult to even defend himself, let alone attack.
Tong Qiao thought that she was done for this time. She even thought that if she was tainted by Ah Meng, she would not live in shame.
But Lu Jinshen suddenly appeared in front of her like a god.
Years later, whenever Tong Qiao thought of Lu Jinshen appearing at the door, her blood would surge and boil.
Very quickly, Ah Meng was beaten to the ground by Lu Jinshen.
Lu Jinshen knelt on one knee in front of Ah Meng's chest, his knee holding him in place. He tugged at Ah Meng's shirt with one hand and punched him in the face with the other.
Lu Jinshen was a soldier. His fist was like a hammer. When it hit Ah Meng's face, one could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.
In a short while, Ah Meng's face was swollen like a pig's head. His face was a bloody mess. His eyes and nose could not be distinguished.
But Lu Jinshen had no intention of stopping.
Tong Qiao began to panic. If this continued, Ah Meng would definitely be beaten to death by Lu Jinshen. Ah Meng deserved to die, but he would be punished by the law. Lu Jinshen was the leader of the army. Beating someone to death out of anger was a serious crime.
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