After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

Chapter 267 Injured Gloriously To Save Her

In the nick of time, with an urgent cry, a tall figure flew over.

Zhou Beitu held Nan Sheng in his arms and kicked Nan Sheng out.

The man was kicked away.

Boom!

He fell heavily to the ground.

Then, without waiting for the man to come back to his senses, several of Zhou Beitu's subordinates flew up and pinned him to the ground.

"I'm fucking your mother!"

The man's eyes cracked and he roared sharply.

He stared at Nan Sheng with ruthless eyes.

Obviously, he was resentful that Nan Sheng tripped him and got him caught.

Nan Sheng shuddered silently, feeling a sense of fear of being stared at by a poisonous snake...

The man was face down, his arms were cut behind his back, he tried to struggle but couldn't move.

Click!

With a soft sound, a pair of shiny handcuffs appeared on the man's wrists.

Zhou Beitu's subordinates escorted the man into the car.

"what!!"

Nan Sheng suddenly screamed, staring at Zhou Beitu's arm, "Zhou Beitu, you...you are injured!"

The man didn't stab her just now, but he stabbed Zhou Beitu who was protecting her in his arms.

"Small injury, it's okay." Zhou Beitu shook his head nonchalantly, looking her up and down, "What about you? Are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Nan Sheng shook his head.

At this moment, a young and handsome man with a short crew cut came up, "Boss."

"Close the team!" Zhou Beitu ordered.

"Okay!" Xiao Pingtou nodded cheerfully, and then took a deep look at Nan Sheng.

Those eyes were full of curiosity and gossip.

"Still leaving?" Zhou Beitu kicked Xiaopingtou.

"Let's go, let's go." Xiao Pingtou hurriedly jumped away, then looked at Nan Sheng, and smiled wickedly, "Well, Miss Sister, our boss was injured gloriously to save you, please send him to the hospital for treatment Take a cut, okay?"

Zhou Beitu gave Xiaoping a hard look.

But nothing was said.

"No problem!" Nan Sheng nodded.

Before leaving, Xiaoping glanced at his boss.

That look seemed to say: Boss, I can only help you so far...

Soon, Zhou Beitu's subordinates all returned to the team.

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Nan Sheng glanced at the back of Zhou Beitu's hand, said anxiously, then turned to look at her best friend, "A Jin, you go home first, I'll call you later."

Ke Jin nodded, made an ok gesture, and then entered the store to check out.

Although she is curious, this is not the time to gossip.

Nan Sheng and Zhou Beitu walked towards the side of the road, preparing to take a taxi to the hospital to treat their wounds.

She frowned, kept staring at his arm, and followed him cautiously, with a tangled look of wanting to help him but not daring to do so.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm really fine." Zhou Beitu was amused by her.

Seeing her concerned look, he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

"The main thing is that your hand is bleeding all the time, and I feel flustered watching it," she said.

"Bleeding?"

"No."

A wound to the arm isn't fatal, but bleeding all the time looks creepy.

Blood is not water, how can it flow freely?

The old man said that one drop of blood needs to eat ten eggs to make up for it.

He bleeds so much, he's afraid he'll have to eat a truckload of eggs.

Sudden--

Nan Sheng seemed to have telepathy, and looked across the street.

The familiar Maybach is parked across the street.

Fu Xingzhi folded his arms around his chest, leaning lazily on the front of the car, with a half-smile on his lips, staring at her sinisterly.

Judging by his posture, he should have been here for a while.

The moment he saw Fu Xingzhi, Nan Sheng stopped unconsciously.

"Know?" Zhou Beitu followed her gaze and asked.

"do not know!"