Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

After being scolded by Henry, the other party walked out of the room with his head down.

But the moment the door was closed, the air around him became gloomy.

With a cold snort, he opened his legs and walked straight towards the room where Jiang Yun was.

They sent everyone away by the door, and the other party took out a cold dagger, pushed open the door and walked in.

In a dimly lit room, orange curtains block most of the light from outside.

There was a depressing and gloomy atmosphere in the whole room.

The bed was still messy from the morning.

Jiang Yun's body was lying among the messy bedding in an extremely distorted manner, as if she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

The other party closed the door and walked in, looking at Jiang Yun with cold and murderous eyes.

Quietly coming to the bedside, he raised his dagger and stabbed directly at the "comatose" Jiang Yun.

Almost at the same instant.

Jiang Yun, who was still motionless a second ago, rolled to the side the moment the dagger came down.

The moment she landed, she supported the ground with one hand and bounced up, grabbed a corner of the bed sheet and covered him.

The other party thought that she had been injected with drugs and lost her mobility.

Before recovering from the accident, the bed sheet came down towards his whole body.

At the same time, Jiang Yun stepped on the bed with one foot, and used the elasticity of the mattress to hold down the falling mattress and go around behind her.

The movement is sharp and sharp to wrap the opponent in it.

"His" sounded.

The opponent held the dagger in his hand and directly cut a hole in the bed sheet, turned around and attacked Jiang Yun again.

Jiang Yun's eyes were determined, and while she lowered her head to avoid it, she raised her leg and kicked the opponent's stomach.

The other party's body was wrapped in sheets and restricted his movements. After he stepped back a few steps, anger appeared in his eyes.

Grabbing the dagger three or two times cut the bed sheet into rags.

Instead, he attacked Jiang Yun again.

He didn't have time to think deeply about why Jiang Yun was still awake after being injected twice.

At this moment, I just want to make a quick decision and deal with Jiang Yun immediately.

The moment the two sides fought again, Jiang Yun saw each other's face clearly.

Raising her hand to block his hand holding the dagger, Jiang Yun licked her cheeks with a mocking smile.

"Mr. Zhao, long time no see, you've fallen."

While joking, Jiang Yun reversed her hand, grabbed the other's hand holding the dagger, and twisted down expressionlessly.

Pain struck, Zhao Zhanguang lost strength in his hand, and the dagger fell from his palm.

Jiang Yun raised her leg and kicked the dagger to the bottom of the bed, fighting with her bare hands.

Zhao Zhanguang was stimulated by Jiang Yun, his face showed a fierce look, and he clenched his fists and attacked her fiercely again.

Like an angry bear, with no brute strength, only want to kill people.

"I said, one day I will crush you with my own hands!"

Zhao Zhanguang's punches were harder than the punches, and his muscles were tense, with dreadful strength.

He is famous for punching people.

In the Yacheng area back then, Zhao Zhanguang even relied on his brute strength.

For a time, he controlled the power of discourse in the entire Yacheng, and the chaos flourished.

Jiang Yun fought against him in a mission.

Although he fled to northern Burma that time, Jiang Yun didn't catch him.

But it also destroyed the snobbish circle he had accumulated for many years at once.

That action greatly suppressed the snobbery inside Yacheng, otherwise, the dark forces in Yacheng would only become more arrogant these years.

Zhao Zhanguang sneaked back to Yacheng after avoiding the limelight in northern Burma.

But he found that his subordinates had already taken his place, and he almost lost his life under the design of his subordinates.

In the end, he was desperate and defected to Henry.

Because of this, he has always regarded Jiang Yun as his lifelong enemy.

Jiang Yun was finally caught and brought back. Even if he risked his life, he would kill her against Henry's order!

Jiang Yun didn't care about his verbal threats.

There is no unnecessary nonsense, only the attack in his hand is getting more and more fierce.

Jiang Yun had always regretted letting him run away.

Now that he came to the door by himself, she would be ashamed to let him run away again.

Both of them tried their best to put each other to death, their fists collided and dust was everywhere.

Originally, Jiang Yun's body was a little stiff from the cold in the room.

But as the two sides fought, the cells in her body gradually became active, her nerves tensed, and her blood vessels swelled.

The attacking movements became more swift and ruthless.

The muffled sound of punches to the flesh echoed in the room, and as the fight progressed, Zhao Zhanguang's expression became more serious.

I haven't seen him in four or five years, but Jiang Yun's current strength is unexpectedly strong.

At the beginning of the fight, he was still able to faintly gain the upper hand.

But at this moment, as the two fought more and more, Zhao Zhanguang obviously felt that it was a bit difficult to deal with Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun gradually figured out his moves and routines, and every time he could predict the perfect dodge in advance.

The air around him was calm and cold, and those eyes still shone brightly under the dark light, which made people shudder.

Zhao Zhanguang realized that he was not Jiang Yun's opponent, so he seized the opportunity and wanted to run away.

Jiang Yun was already prepared, and kicked him hard on the forehead with a raised leg.

Zhao Zhanguang didn't notice, his eyes went dark, and he fell forward.

His head buzzed from Jiang Yun's kick.

Before he could calm down, Jiang Yun behind him had already grabbed the pieces of bed sheet that fell on the ground and strangled him around his neck.

She raised her leg and stepped on his back, wrapping her hands around the sheet and pushing upwards.

Zhao Zhanguang choked for breath, his eyeballs protruded, and he was almost sent away in one breath.

Death hovered above his head, and Zhao Zhanguang walked around in an instant.

Inarticulate and hurriedly said: "Wait, wait a minute!"

He frantically stretched out his hands, trying to grab something to relieve the frightening feeling of suffocation.

But the strength in Jiang Yun's hands didn't hold back, and she even pulled the bed sheet back.

Zhao Zhanguang retched his stomach, his pupils gradually dilated.

Struggling with his last breath, he shouted: "I have news about your husband!"

Hearing Shang Yan, Jiang Yun's hands loosened slightly.

Regaining his breath, Zhao Zhanguang panted heavily, not daring to delay, and quickly said, "He's just outside Yacheng."

"In order to save you, he promised to send arms to Henry."

Zhao Zhanguang rolled his eyes, and his brain quickly thought of a solution: "You are a soldier, but your husband is a businessman."

"Once he sends the arms in, it means he has betrayed the military, and your honor will also be reduced to ashes."

He said anxiously: "As long as you let me go, I will find a way to help you stop him."

"Not only that, but I will also find a way to let you out."