Chapter 424 You Guys Are Never Going to Stop, Are You?

Returning to his room with three special bottles, Jon's nose was so beautiful that it was bubbling.

He touched his nose and it was really bubbling, but it was blood.

Those damn Chinese people were really cruel. They almost broke his nose!

Just as he was about to put the bottle away, there was a knock on the door.

Jon frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

He deliberately spoke in his native language and quietly hid the bottle in the drawer.

It was a man who knocked on the door, and he actually spoke in French: "It's me, open the door!"

A strange voice, but he could understand what he said?

Jon walked over to open the door with some surprise. As soon as he opened the door, he felt that his eyes went dark, and then his head seemed to be covered with a bag!

Then fists and feet fell on him like raindrops!

"I've wanted to beat this bastard up for a long time! He's a teacher! Xiaomei was ruined by him, and now she won't come to training again!"

"It's a pity that I came too late and missed the main group!"

"Okay, stop complaining, now I've made up for it! Let me kick him a few more times! Okay, run!"

Also knew how many people were fighting on the other side, and didn't know what they looked like or who they were. When Jon pulled the bag off his head, there was no one in front of him!

It's so cruel! Lawless!

The damn Chinese actually beat him up again with such a despicable method!

Jon was in so much pain that he could hardly open his eyes, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he didn't catch anyone, and no one would admit it if he asked now!

I'll leave China tomorrow and never come back!

He hates this place and the people here!

Only the despicable and shameless Chinese would commit such immoral atrocities!

"Hi! Jon!" Just as he turned back to the room and was about to close the door, someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Jon turned around and saw two female foreign teachers in the training center, one of whom was the teacher who taught Yue Caihe to dance.

The relationship between everyone was not very close at ordinary times, and they just taught their own things.

He didn't expect that they would come to visit him after he was wronged. This made Jon feel that there was still a little warmth in this world full of coldness.

He smiled and greeted the two colleagues: "Hi! Thank you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked hard between his legs. The severe pain made him bend his body like a shrimp, let out a shrill wail, and then fell heavily to the ground!

The two female foreign teachers kicked him hard, and their high heels kept stepping on his face.

Jon felt that he was about to be beaten to death. He curled up his body and screamed like a wild dog.

"You are a disgrace to us teachers!"

"The principal has already known about this, just wait for your dismissal! You damn bastard!"

The two female foreign teachers had a good time beating and scolding him, and left with satisfaction.

Jon lay on the ground, feeling colder than ever before, as if he was in the ice and snow, without a trace of warmth.

After an unknown amount of time, he got up, shivered and closed the door, sat back down next to the chair, and shook his dazed head.

Opening the drawer and looking at the three bottles of wine, Jon finally felt a little comforted.

In any case, his mission has been successfully completed!

The company will definitely give him a generous reward.

Compared with those rewards that are enough to make him worry-free for the rest of his life, what is this little bit of physical pain?

Someone knocked on the door again.

Jon raised his head, and his scarred face was hideous.

You bastards! It's endless, isn't it?

If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you think I'm a sick cat?

Do you really think I'm a Frenchman without temper? You can beat me up?

The people outside are really mean, even knocking on the door is cautious, as if they haven't eaten enough.

That's right, they are also guilty!

Qiao En looked around, but there was no weapon at hand, but he saw a few empty beer bottles thrown under the table and picked one up.

When he walked to the door, Qiao En held the empty bottle in his right hand, opened the door lock with his left hand, then opened the door, and smashed the bottle hard at the guy outside!

"You must be Qiao En..." There were two men standing outside, and the one standing in front was Meng Bufan, the CEO of Dream Media.

As the contact person, he should contact Qiao En tomorrow morning.

It's just that Lu Zifu came to Dongshan early tonight and wanted to see the treasure immediately, so he sent him to get it in advance.

He never expected that he would be attacked inexplicably just after he found Qiao En and before he could tell his origins!

The wine bottle shattered above his head, Meng Bufan's smile froze on his face, and then his eyes rolled up and he fell straight back to the ground!

Qiao En took the broken glass with only the bottle mouth left and stabbed the other man wearing a hat in the chest!

Unexpectedly, the man was quite flexible. He grabbed his wrist, twisted it outward, and shouted at him: "What are you doing!"

Jon also gave up, crying and cursing: "Let me go! You damn bastards! Do you all think I'm easy to bully?

Over and over again, endlessly, right? All come to beat me, do you really think I dare not fight back?

Let me go! If you have the guts, beat me to death! Do you dare?"

"Pah!" A big slap on his face, the man whispered and cursed: "Jon, are you crazy? I'm Flanders!"

Jon cried and said, "I don't care who you are! If you dare to touch me... huh? Flanders?

He turned his head and took a look, and sure enough, he saw the person in front of him, Flanders, the killer of the plunderers. He knew this person!

The glass shards in his hand fell to the ground, and Jon cried as if he saw his relatives.

Flanders frowned, pushed him into the room, then bent down to pick up Meng Bufan and threw him on the chair in the room.

After closing the door, Flanders scolded Jon, "What are you doing! This guy is the contact person, you knocked him out!"

Jon cried and said, "I don't know! I really can't bear it, they all beat me..."

Flanders said dissatisfiedly, "Jon, can you be as strong as a man? It's just some minor flesh bruises, why are you as delicate as a woman?"

Jon pointed to his hanging right wrist with his left hand and said, "You broke my right hand!"

"Sorry! "Flanders was full of shame, and quickly grabbed his right hand, pushed it up and turned it, and with a scream from Jon, his wrist was reset!

Jon was relieved, wiped the stains on his face, looked at the two people in front of him with lingering fear, and murmured: "Tonight is simply a nightmare!"

Flanders walked to Meng Bufan's side and slapped him in the face.

Meng Bufan woke up slowly, and seemed to have not realized where he was, and his eyes were a little confused.

After a while, when he saw Jon, he sat up with his eyes wide open as if he had seen a ghost!

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the contact person!" Jon hurriedly explained, his face full of apologies.

Meng Bufan kept a distance from him, as if he was still in fear, and said to Jon directly: "Mr. Jon, the third master asked me to pick up something. The thing should be in your hand now, right?"

Jon nodded and said: "Yes, but didn't we agree to take it tomorrow morning? Why do you take it now?"

"The plan has changed! "The Third Master is afraid of the long night and the many dreams!" Meng Bufan said impatiently: "Anyway, I will do whatever the Third Master says! Is the thing in your hand when it falls to the ground?"

Looking at Meng Bufan's suspicious face, Qiao En said with a dark face: "Of course it is! I put it in a place where no one can find it! I'll give it to you now!"