In the toilet, Quan Yifei felt a sudden slap in her heart when she heard the movement outside.

"Jian Qing, what happened?"

The woman who had just made a sound heard Quan Yifei's voice and winked at the person next to her. The woman in a green dress standing next to her smiled knowingly.

She stepped forward a few steps and quickly locked the door.

In the toilet, Quan Yifei saw a green skirt swaying by the crack of the door, and then heard the movement of the lock on the door, and became even more anxious.

"Jian Qing!"

Jian Qing watched their actions quietly, and was not in a hurry to take action.

"Yi Fei, it's okay, you stay in there first."

When Quan Yifei heard her voice, he breathed a little relieved.

She quickly tidied up her skirt, took out the cell phone in her bag and gave Quan Mingxuan information.

"Who are you?" Jian Qing asked, asking with a few people.

"You don't need to know who we are. You just climbed up to Master Jing and wanted to fly to the branches and become fèng. You are worthy of it." The woman in the purple long skirt sneered and said sarcastically.

Jian Qing's face looked light, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I think the grapes are sour if you can't eat them. I understand this."

"Wenqi, don't talk nonsense with her, hurry up and teach her a lesson." said the woman in a black lace skirt.

Why is an illegitimate daughter who is not favored by An's family worthy of being with Jing Ye? That is the man that all the celebrities in the capital dream of, why can she be with him?

Jian Qing wrapped her hands around her chest, looking light and calm, not like a threatened person at all.

Lin Wenqi looked at Jian Qing with a ruthless look and said, "Take it".

After saying that, several women behind her rushed towards Jian Qing.

It has been common for them to go to bars and fight. These two sluts may be useful to deal with women who are powerless, but this time they obviously found the wrong partner.

Jian Qing watched them rush towards her with claws, and her pointed fingertips aimed at her face at the same time.

Her eyes turned cold, she held a woman's wrist with one hand, and with a light force, her thin arm was folded.

The sound of joint fracture sounded "click", and then a scream followed.

"ah--"

The woman in the black lace skirt who had just shouted so hard that her face turned red at this time, and her heavy makeup face was terrifyingly ferocious because of the pain from her wrists.

Jian Qing used force to throw her aside.

Then, he looked at the remaining two women and kicked them to the ground.

"hiss--"

In an instant, the three women curled up on the ground in pain. They no longer had the arrogant and domineering moment, but instead looked embarrassed.

The situation reversed instantly, and it was obvious that Jian Qing had the upper hand.

Lin Wenqi watched her companion fall to the ground in a daze, and for a moment she couldn't recover.

How did this...become like this?

"It's your turn now."

A cold voice sounded, and Lin Wenqi suddenly looked up at her.

"Don't you teach me a lesson?"

Jian Qing walked around the woman on the ground and walked slowly over.

"You, what do you want to do?" Lin Wenqi was a little scared.

"Ha!" Jian Qing smiled coldly, "What else can you do besides beating you?"

Arrogant, arrogant.

Quan Yifei, who was locked in the toilet, couldn't help laughing when she heard Jian Qing's words.

It seems she doesn't have to worry anymore.

Lin Wenqi met Jian Qing's eyes and knew that she was not joking.

Her hands that were hanging beside her trembled a little. When she saw the iron rods piled up beside the mop and broom, she rushed over.

She picked up the rusted iron rod and looked at Jian Qing fiercely.

"You, don't come here."

Jian Qing picked her lips and walked slowly over in her high heels.

Lin Wenqi felt ruthless, raised the iron stick and waved it towards Jian Qing's head.

"I've fought with you."

"Bang--"

The iron rod fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Lin Wenqi's face twisted in pain, and the pain on her wrist made her pale face.

"Let go, let go..."

Jian Qing pinched her wrist and a bloodthirsty curve appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Since you have a bad mind, let me treat you."

As she said that, she let go of her wrist, grabbed her head with her slender five fingers, and slammed her head hard against the toilet door with a "bang".

With a loud noise, Lin Wenqi fainted before she could even scream, her forehead was broken, and red blood flowed out.

"Ah, I'm killing." The woman in the green long skirt had just gotten up from the ground and saw this scene. She was so scared that her legs became weak and she was almost unable to stand firm.

Quan Mingxuan and his group heard screams when they arrived, and the ink figure in front of them had already rushed to the bathroom.

Regardless of the fact that it was a girl's bathroom, Quan Jingwu strode in.

"Xiao Jing!"

Jian Qing heard the footsteps and looked up. When he saw the person coming, the frost on his face dissipated.

Quan Jingwu kicked the woman who was lying at the door, and his rough movement made everyone following him jump.

"Are you injured?" Quan Jingwu reached out and held her, looking at her carefully with his eyes.

Jian Qing smiled and pointed to the people lying on the ground, "They were injured."

"Fei Fei!" Quan Mingxuan glanced at the bathroom, but no Quan Yifei's figure appeared.

"Second brother, I'm here." Hearing Quan Mingxuan's voice, Quan Yifei slapped the door excitedly.

Quan Mingxuan walked over quickly, opened the door and let her out.

"Who locked you in here?" he asked with a deep face.

Quan Yifei looked at the woman in the green long skirt with hatred and said, "It's them. They want to make trouble for Jian Qing, and they also attacked Jian Qing. They said Jian Qing was not worthy of the third brother and said a lot of ugly words."

The woman in the green long skirt didn't expect that she would attract so many people, and she was immediately scared, "No, it's not us, it's Lin Wenqi, it's her that she couldn't stand Jian Qing, it was her instigation of us to do it, and she also wanted to smash Jian Qing with an iron stick."

"That's it, Lin Wenqi encouraged us." The other two women quickly echoed.

In the face of an emergency, several women quickly pushed all the blame on Lin Wenqi, who had fainted.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes sank, and his whole body was full of resentment. The strong murderous intent made everyone breathe.

"Jingwu, the iron stick is here." Han Yue picked up the rusty iron stick on the ground.

If such a thick iron rod is smashed down, your head will have to bloom.

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Chapter completed!