Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237: Xi Zelie Gets Angry!
After several years, Young Master Lie was infuriated again!
Xi Zelie couldn’t suppress his fury. Knowing full well that the situation inside had little to do with the man before him, he still couldn’t control his emotions and threw the person aside.
That person was caught off guard and fell hard to the ground, nearly hitting his forehead on the stone. But his situation was still far from good.
Xi Zelie stood nearly 188 cm tall, while he was only 168 cm, meaning he had been thrown from a height of 30 cm.
His butt almost broke into pieces from the fall, and he gritted his teeth in pain, daring not to make a sound.
The others, seeing his miserable state, were even more afraid of being the next to be grabbed, trembling in fear. They didn’t expect the man with a stormy expression didn’t even spare them a glance, bypassing them, heading straight inside—
He strode in large steps, eager to break into a run…
His heart felt gripped in a painful clutch, filled with regret and heartache!
Chi Enen was inside, along with two men, and there was someone forcing her to take a photo… As a man, he knew what this meant.
Precisely because he knew, he felt an urge to punch himself.
At the time, he shouldn’t have let them investigate so much but should have directly tracked the plate number’s route to get there sooner.
Enen…
His mind suddenly flashed back to his car accident, where even though the little lady’s face was pale as if she was about to faint, she still insisted on desperately pulling the car door open for him. The sound of her hitting the car lock with a stone now echoed in his heart.
The fiercer Xi Zelie’s eyes burned with anger, the more his heart ached!
The heartache nearly tore his chest apart, twisted into a tight ball, suffocating him.
He kicked open the room door fiercely!
Upon seeing a woman with her back to him putting on clothes, he directly grabbed one of the two men facing him, throwing a punch—
“Bang!” A fist on flesh!
The man never expected the door to be kicked open suddenly, nor did he expect the other party to hit without saying a word.
He was hit squarely, sent sprawling with a cry of pain.
The other man finally snapped back to reality, staring fiercely at Xi Zelie, he barked, “Who the hell are you!”
No sooner had he finished than his neck was clutched and slammed against the wall with a thud.
“What did you do?”
A knife was pressed against his face, and the man who had been arrogant was so frightened he cowered, “I… I… I didn’t do anything.”
He didn’t even know who this man was, how could he know what he did to provoke him.
With his neck caught and unable to breathe, his face turned red, the beautiful yet detached man now had a vicious look in his eyes, seemingly indifferent to his flushed face. The beautiful silver knife plunged into the man’s fat arm with a swift motion—
“Ah!” The fat man screamed in agony.
He slowly pulled out the small knife and asked the same question again, “What did you do?”
“I… I… What did I do?” The man’s eyes were filled with horror.
His arm hurt again as he watched the knife plunge into his arm again and then be pulled out, causing him to struggle and scream, “Let me go… Let me the hell go!”
What did he do?
What exactly did he do to deserve this from this man? Why did it seem like the other party wanted to kill him?
But he hadn’t done anything, the only thing he did was the kidnapping, and it got them beaten and then escaped.