The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

Tie Yi's bloodthirsty eyes stared closely at the man in front of him, as if he had regarded him as a prey that he could feast on.

Sun Yinghe, who was sleeping, didn't know what was happening, but Tie Yi vigorously pulled him up from the bed.

Before he could resist, a tearing pain suddenly woke him up from his sleep.

Before Sun Yinghe could see clearly what was happening in front of him, he was punched and kicked.

He didn't know who it was, so he just shouted loudly: "Qian Hu, Qian Hu, where did you die?"

The movement of Tie Yi's hand did not stop for a moment, and he punched Sun Yinghe hard in the face, instantly making his Tianling Gao tremble.

"Ahhhh!"

How could the pampered young master bear such pain?What's more, Tie Yi wanted to torture him, so he deliberately didn't give him any pleasure.

Sun Yinghe tried to escape using his hands and feet, but was easily caught by Tie Yi.

He raised his leg and kicked his knee mercilessly. He didn't stop until he clearly heard the sound of the man's kneecap shattering.

Tie Yi, who was already red-eyed, could not think carefully about this man's ability. He was not like the legendary Ye Lengfeng who could easily fight one against a hundred. He was no different from a weak woman.

"Boom!"

Realizing his intention to escape, Tie Yi threw him to the ground, leaving Sun Yinghe to wriggle on the ground like a bug.

Big beads of sweat dripped from Sun Yinghe's forehead, and he struggled to crawl out of the room.

He didn't see a hint of a sneer on the corner of the tall figure behind him.

Sun Yinghe wanted to escape while asking for help.

"Here comes someone, is there anyone?"

His voice was no longer as high-pitched as before, and even became weak.

"Help me..."

After climbing a few steps, Sun Yinghe was quickly pulled back by Tieyi, and the tearing pain in his arm struck again.

Sun Yinghe took a breath, and out of desperation, he finally tried to communicate with the person in front of him.

"What are you going to do?"

Tie Yi ignored him and just continued to drag him on the ground for a distance.

No one answered, and the fear in Sun Yinghe's heart was infinitely amplified.

He continued to ask tremblingly.

"who are you……"

The man seemed to pause.

Sun Yinghe saw the glimmer of hope and continued to speak.

"I don't know where you are from, but..."

Before he could say the words "I am a young master", Tie Yi picked him up like a chicken, followed by a slap in the face like a violent storm.

Sun Yinghe's cheeks were so hot that he had stars shining in front of his eyes.

"Spare me, spare me, don't fight, I will give you money..."

Sun Yinghe used all his strength to speak, trying to make this guy stop.

But things did not go as he expected. Tie Yi was just stunned for a moment and continued to punch and kick Sun Yinghe.

"If you treat this young master like this, that damn old man won't let you go."

It wasn't until he heard Sun Yinghe say such meaningless words that Tie Yi realized something was wrong.

He stared at Sun Yinghe, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, furious, and spoke.

"who are you?"

Naturally, Sun Yinghe, who was beaten to the last breath, could no longer answer his questions.

Tieyi got no response.

Little did he know that his real target was resting leisurely in the private room next door.

Seeing no answer, Tie Yi frowned, took out a dagger from his pocket and played with it, while thinking about where to start bleeding.

Thinking of his cell phone at an inappropriate time, Tie Yi knew that it was probably that guy Li Jiyun who was asking about the progress of the mission.

He kicked the man lying on the ground hard twice, but the man didn't react, as if he was about to die.

Tie Yi sneered and replied that Li Jiyun's mission had been completed.

However, he didn't want to let the person in front of him die so easily.

After receiving Tie Yi's reply, Li Jiyun felt relieved, and the burden on his heart was finally lifted.

Seeing his relaxed look, Ye Jialing felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Is it...

Has something happened to Ah Feng?

In the private room, Sun Zhenwen and Han Song had no appetite for the food on the table. Both of them were worried about how things were going with Tieyi.

"Did Mr. Li really send someone to find this person himself?"

Han Song knew nothing about Tieyi, and the only information he knew about him was from Li Jiyun's words.

"Sir, he said that he is a very powerful person. Don't worry, General Manager Sun. I think there will be no problem."

After listening to his words, Sun Zhenwen also felt a little relieved.

"That's fine, that's fine."

In order to make himself less nervous, he wanted to drink some red wine. It was not until he poured the wine into the cup that he suddenly remembered that it was laced with drugs.

Sun Zhenwen stopped quickly, but still poured the wine all over the table because his hands were shaking.

Han Song also followed him to clean up the mess.

He glanced at Sun Zhenwen, who looked strange.

This man's eyes were shining with a faint green light like a wolf, and the corners of his mouth were raised excitedly, as if he was thinking of something good.

Han Song couldn't help but guess in his mind that maybe he was so excited because Li Jiyun agreed to let him take the position of president of the Capital Chamber of Commerce.

Sun Zhenwen did have such an idea in his heart, but he didn't know that Li Jiyun's subordinate in front of him already wanted to laugh at his wishful thinking.

How could Li Jiyun allow such a person to become the president of the Capital Chamber of Commerce?

Not to mention that he had already mentioned to himself that he would not allow Sun Zhenwen the opportunity to go to the capital.

Even if he goes, he will have no status or prestige in front of the business leaders, not to mention that this person is two-faced and like a wallflower.

Li Jiyun had already seen through his temperament, so how could he personally support someone who was completely unfavorable to him.

"Don't worry yet, good news may come soon."

Han Song's deep voice came, and Sun Zhenwen nodded, feeling very good.

If he knew that the dying man being tortured in the lounge not far away was his son, he would probably be furious at this moment.

After Tie Yi replied to the message, he continued to study how to find the best position for bloodletting.

The door of the lounge was opened a small crack. Someone put something in, and the door was quickly closed again.

Tie Yi, who was immersed in his own world, didn't see anything and even thought he heard wrongly.