Rebirth: Noble Miss Returns

Two blacks came forward and pressed Su Jin's arm.

Su Jin looked at the man in the house in horror and shouted, "go away, go away, don't touch me."

The more she struggled, the more excited the men were.

One of the blacks couldn't help touching her thigh and said excitedly, "Oh, it's so smooth / tender. It's really the best of women."

"Take off her clothes." A black man couldn't wait to come forward and reached out to tear / pull the clothes on Sujin.

Su brocade screamed, revealing her smooth shoulders with the sound of cloth tearing.

The black man was more excited and began to whistle: "you'd better save your energy. Even if you cry for a broken throat, no one will come to save you. If you cooperate, we'll make you die faster."

"Who is it?" While dodging the man's touch, Su Jin shouted, "who wants to hurt me so?"

Although the man's name had appeared in Su Jin's mind, she still wanted to verify it.

The black man was stunned. He didn't expect that Su Jin cared about who wanted to kill her at this time.

"Miss Jiang said, she wants us to play you rotten, and then kill and chop you up to feed the wolf." A black man slipped slowly along Su Jin's cheek with the back of his hand. He seemed to enjoy Su Jin's scream and fear.

The finger fell on her shoulder socket and forced a pick, and the shoulder strap broke in two.

Su Jin didn't scream, but looked at the ceiling in despair.

When the man saw that she no longer screamed, he was a little angry. He slapped Su Jin on the face and immediately blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

"Shout, you shout."

Just as the black man was about to tear open his Sujin coat, the door was suddenly kicked open.

A loud bang startled the people in the house.

Su Jin's dead gray eyes looked at the door. In the backlight, Fu Siming was like a God coming, and clouds were everywhere on his handsome face, as if Luocha had come to ask for his life.

"Xiaojin." Seeing the scene in the house, Fu Sihui shouted, then punched down the blacks who stopped him, and kicked away the blacks who were pressing Su Jin's arms.

The coat on her body accurately covered Su Jin. Su Jin only felt her body tight. She had been tightly held in her arms by Fu Siming.

The struggle just now has exhausted Su brocade's strength.

She was dying in Fu Siming's arms, looked at his anxious eyes, smiled apologetically, and then fainted.

"Xiaojin, Xiaojin..." Fu Sihui shouted twice, but Su Jin didn't move. His eyes were terrible and frightening, like a demon who wanted to eat people.

Looking at the trembling blacks in the house, a few words burst out from their teeth: "leave one alive, and none of the others."

All the soldiers who followed him came in armed. Hearing Fu Siming's order, they all rushed in with weapons.

Fu Siming picked up Su brocade and strode out of the room.

"Spare your life, please don't kill me." A thin black man knelt on the ground and kept begging.

Someone took him aside and then pulled the trigger against the others in the house. The sound of Qiang sounded, and the scream of people came out of the house and disappeared.

Just then, there was another sound of Qiang.

The thin black man was stiff, a blood hole appeared on his forehead, and then he fell to the ground.

"Protect Mr. Fu." More than a dozen soldiers surrounded Fu Siming and escorted him to the car.

At the same time, several people ran quickly in the direction of Qiang just now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu. The black man is dead." A man like an officer apologized to Fu Siming.

Fu Siming nodded without expression, held Su Jin tighter, and said in a deep voice, "go to the hospital right away."

……

Hospital, ward.

Su Jin was lying on the hospital bed, sleeping uneasily. Her eyebrows were always locked, and her mouth kept sobbing and crying.

"Go away, don't come near me, go away..."

She sobbed and screamed.

Fu Sihui looked at him with red eyes, and his face was covered with clouds. Even killing those bastards could hardly dispel his hatred.

"Sorry, I'm late." The man standing behind Fu Siming looked sad. His eyes looking at Su Jin were full of apology: "if I arrived earlier, Xiao Jin wouldn't be like this."

This man is Yun Anhao who studied abroad. At the beginning, he settled abroad with his father to avoid everything at home.

However, he became a translator and was appreciated by the governor as a translator.

It happened that he was stationed in another city in South Africa. After hearing the news of Su Jin's arrest, he rushed over without stopping.

With his relationship with the governor, Yun Anhao mobilized the military and finally rescued Su Jin.

Fu Siming's face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with hatred. He had never been so out of control as now.

When he saw Sujin pressed on the bed by several men, his heart was broken.

If he goes for another minute, he can't imagine what will happen.

But one thing is certain that Sujin will never live with such grievances / humiliations.

The fist was clenched tightly, as if all the strength of the whole body were condensed on the fist. Even Yun Anhao was afraid when he saw it.

In his impression, Fu Siming is a refined man. He has never seen Fu Siming show such a cruel side.

"Think." Yun Anhao patted him on the shoulder and advised him, "the witness has been killed. It shows that the other party is prepared. The situation in South Africa is complex. I suggest you'd better leave here with Xiaojin and leave the rest to me."

Fu Siming was unmoved. He stubbornly looked at Su brocade and said word by word from between his teeth: "I want the Jiang family to disappear completely from South Africa and have no strength to turn over."

Yun Anhao wrung his eyebrows and said, "but you know the Jiang family has deep roots and luxuriant leaves. It's not easy to shake it."

"Ten billion, is that enough?" Fu Siming spoke faintly.

However, Yun Anhao took a breath and looked at Fu Sishui with a shocked face: "are you crazy? Don't tell me you want to use so much money just to break Jiang's back."

"Within one day, I want all Jiang's industries to be surnamed Fu."

Yun Anhao looked at Fu Siming with his mouth open. A voice sounded in his mind: rush the crown and be angry.

After taking a deep breath, Yun Anhao said with a happy face: "Sujin is lucky to meet you. I will try my best to settle what you ask."

"Thank you." Fu Siming's low way.

Yun Anhao nodded and saw Fu Siming holding Su Jin's hand tightly, with a trace of warmth / flow in his heart.

It is said that the business tycoon of the imperial capital is cold-blooded and ruthless. It seems that the rumors are not necessarily true.

Ruthless men are often the most affectionate.

Isn't Fu Sihui the best example?