[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 271 [English]

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At this moment, Ji Qing’s world suddenly began to slow down, even the surrounding sounds disappeared, and everyone’s movements became slow motion.

She looked at the baseball bat in Zhang Jizong’s hand, suddenly rushed over like crazy and pushed Zhang Jizong hard, and then protected her whole body in front of Jiang Dongyue.

At the same time, Ji Tingqin was calling Jiang Dongxian and Zhou Jianshen one by one.

When he came back, he found that Ji Qing was missing and didn’t tell him his whereabouts. He made several phone calls but couldn’t get through. He was already worried.

Now Zhou Jianshen and Jiang Dongxian both gave unknown answers. He tightened his hands and planned to take people to the monitoring center. As soon as he walked down the stairs, a servant hurried over.

“Mr. Ji, Miss drove the car away from the garage!”

Take the car away?Ji Tingqin was stunned, then immediately opened the door and dialed Meng Jianqun’s phone number.

Ten minutes later, under the night view of the city, three mighty convoys drove to the same place at the same time.

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Zhang Jizong, who was suddenly pushed hard and had been drugged and beaten severely by Jiang Dongyue, could not stand at all and his whole body was swaying.

After steadying his steps, he looked down and saw that Ji Qing was half-kneeling in front of Jiang Dongyue with open hands and looked up at he, his eyes already red.

The corners of her mouth were trembling, and her voice was trembling, but her eyes were firm.

“Zhang Jizong…you…you dare…”

When their eyes met, Zhang Jizong’s eyes were full of hatred. In addition, Wu Ting came over again and hugged his legs and cried, which made him even more upset and there was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart.

Finally, he’s eyes began to move around crazily, and his grip on the baseball bat became tighter and tighter.

“Ji Qing…very good…very good…you think I don’t dare, right…”

Ji Qing did not speak, but looked at Zhang Jizong coldly, and Zhang Jizong also sneered. Both of them saw the overwhelming hatred in each other’s red eyes.

Looking at Ji Qing’s face, Zhang Jizong loosened and closed the baseball bat several times, and then the figure of Fang Qinglin began to appear in his mind. There were scenes of playing and laughing with him as a child, scenes of arguing with him when he grew up, and scenes of him holding her and crying when she left.

As more and more scenes were recalled, the hatred in Zhang Jizong’s eyes became deeper and deeper. His hand holding the baseball bat was shaking, and even his teeth were chattering.

Then he looked at Ji Qing, the expression on his face was already ferocious.

“It’s you…it’s you…it’s all you!!!!”

After saying that, he picked up the baseball bat and hit Ji Qing hard. Ji Qing subconsciously protected Jiang Dongyue’s body, and at the same time, the solid wooden baseball bat also hit her in the back of the head instantly.

A heartbreaking pain came, and Ji Qing’s lips quickly began to turn white, and then she closed her eyes and fainted on Jiang Dongyue’s body.

Warm blood slowly flowed down the ground to Wu Ting’s face. Wu Ting picked up the bloody hand on the ground and took a look. He was so frightened that he stepped back several steps.

He leaned against the bar and trembled, and then started crying loudly again, but Zhang Jizong seemed to be going crazy and kept hitting Ji Qing’s body with the baseball bat, while beating back and crying, as if he wanted to vent all the hatred in his heart.

I don’t know how long it took, but the baseball bat in Zhang Jizong’s hand was stained blood red, and his face and hands were also covered in blood.

Then he looked down and saw that Jiang Dongyue and Ji Qing on the ground seemed to have completely lost consciousness, without even moving a finger.

Just at this time, Ji Tingqin also brought everyone to the bar. He kicked the door open and searched everywhere in the hall. Finally, he saw Ji Qing on the ground, who had been beaten to a bloody pulp.

He’s hand suddenly clenched, and the veins on his forehead suddenly bulged. The sound of the bones colliding and teeth chattering was very obvious in the quiet hall.

“Zhang-Ji-Zong!!!”

He gritted his teeth and called out Zhang Jizong’s name word by word, then rushed towards Zhang Jizong like crazy and directly grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Zhang Jizong’s face suddenly turned red, and he used his hands to pry Ji Tingqin’s hands, while his legs kept struggling in the air.

But this is obviously useless. Ji Tingqin has been training since he was a child. He is 1.9 meters tall and 85 kilograms. His body is full of muscles. His body is a whole circle bigger than he. He can immobilize him with one hand.

Just when Zhang Jizong’s eyes were about to burst out, Ji Tingqin threw him to the ground, then grabbed his collar and started punching him with such force that Zhang Jizong’s face would be deformed every time.

Zhang Jizong was almost unconscious from the beating, but Ji Tingqin’s eyes were red from the beating and he had no intention of stopping.

“Take pictures…Wu Ting…take pictures!!!”

Zhang Jizong used his last strength to yell at Wu Ting, but Wu Ting continued to cry like crazy. His whole face was stained with tears, and he was crying and retching, as if he wanted to vomit his stomach.

“Step… step… step brother…”

He cried so hard that Zhang Jizong was absolutely furious.

“My mother asked you to take pictures!!!”

He roared at Wu Ting again, and Ji Tingqin also clenched his fists and prepared to give Zhang Jizong a fatal blow.

At this second, the string in Wu Ting’s heart suddenly broke. He clutched his chest and roared, as if he had used all his strength.

“It’s me!!!!!!”

This sound made Ji Tingqin stop his movements and Zhang Jizong was completely stunned. But Wu Ting seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden and continued to cry.

“It’s me…it’s me…Brother Stepzong…it’s me! It’s me who harmed Sister Qinglin!!! It’s me who got that damn AIDS!!! It’s me!!!!!!”

After saying he, his back bent down, and he knelt there helplessly, still mumbling incessantly.

“It’s me…it’s me…”

The atmosphere was deathly silent, and at this time Jiang Dongxian had asked Zhou Jianshen and Zhou Fucheng to put Ji Qing and Jiang Dongyue into the ambulance, and he walked towards Ji Tingqin, with an undercurrent of hatred in his red eyes.

“Ji Wei, Xiaoqing is waiting for you.”

This sentence of Ji Wei woke up Ji Tingqin, he stood up with his hands clasped, and sneered at Zhang Jizong again.

“Zhang Jizong, I want your life.”

After saying that, he turned around and strode away, followed closely by Jiang Dongxian.

Soon, only Zhang Jizong and Wu Ting were left in the bar. Zhang Jizong stood up in shock, with a blank look in his eyes.

“Wu Ting…what do you mean…”

Wu Ting said nothing, lowering his head and talking to himself as if he had lost his mind.

“Sister Qinglin…Sister Qinglin…”

“My mother asked you what you mean!!!”

Zhang Jizong roared again, and his voice was torn when he shouted the last word, but Wu Ting still had no reaction.

Three minutes later, Zhang Jizong suddenly picked up the gun beside him and pointed it at Wu Ting’s forehead, and Wu Ting slowly raised his head.

Unlike before, this time he no longer trembled and cried, but smiled at Zhang Jizong, with a hint of relaxation in his words.

“Brother Jizong…I…I can finally go and accompany Sister Qinglin…”

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Jizong in shock. Zhang Jizong’s hand was trembling, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and even the finger on the trigger was constantly loosening and closing.

Ten minutes later, a loud shot echoed throughout the bar.

Wu Ting opened his eyes and fell to the ground. Zhang Jizong also took two steps back with his gun in hand, then knelt on the ground and yelled.