Chapter 147: Death of Zhou An

Duan Rong came to the flower hall in the backyard. Xiao Yu was standing by the door, yawning. When she saw Duan Rong coming, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She had been worried all night. Seeing that Duan Rong was fine, the stone in her heart finally fell. She glanced at Duan Rong's shoulders and saw blood stains on the straps tied on Duan Rong's shoulders. Her eyes moved and asked, "Are you injured?"

Duan Rong smiled lightly and said, "It's okay! Where's Mr. Xiao?"

"Inside, chatting with Mr. Xu!" Xiao Yu said, but her beautiful eyes looked at Duan Rong all over, and she didn't even miss a withered pine needle on his knee.

"The shopkeeper has something to tell me to bring to Mr. Xiao."

"Then you go in."

Duan Rong pushed the door and walked into the flower hall. Xiao Yu looked at Duan Rong's back and thought about it.

Although she didn't know what Duan Rong was doing, she was sure that it was related to the matter of Ruan Jing's son. At this time, she saw Duan Rong returned to the escort agency safely, but was injured in the shoulder, and finally felt relieved.

Duan Rong walked into the flower hall and paid homage to Xu Shouxian and Xiao Zongting.

Xiao Zongting looked at Duan Rong who was safe and sound, and his eyes were very relieved.

"Mr. Xiao, the shopkeeper told us that only Zhou An was left in custody!" After Duan Rong paid homage, he said Ruan Fengshan's intention without any nonsense.

Xiao Zongting and Xu Shouxian were shocked when they heard it, and they looked at each other. Leaving only Zhou An meant that it had been investigated and it was Zhou An who was playing tricks in Ruan Jing's matter.

Xiao Zongting smiled and said to Xu Shouxian, "Mr. Xu, you have been sitting in the hall all night. Now the truth is clear!"

"Brother Xiao, you have been drinking tea with me all night. This night's idle chat has solved a lot of problems. This night was not in vain." Xu Shouxian also smiled and clasped his fists.

The two laughed and Xiao Zongting personally escorted Xu Shouxian out of the hall.

Afterwards, Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng were also released. Xiao Zongting only left Sun Huang with two escorts to guard Zhou An, and the rest of them withdrew first.

As soon as Duan Rong left the hall, Xiao Yu stopped him and threw a brown porcelain bottle to him, saying, "Golden wound medicine."

Duan Rong reached out to take the porcelain bottle and raised his head. Xiao Yu had already turned around and left. Duan Rong looked at Xiao Yu's back in the dim night and his eyes moved slightly.

Duan Rong returned to the dormitory in the middle courtyard.

He took out the key and opened the door of his dormitory. He hadn't been back for more than a month. There was a faint smell of mold in the cramped dormitory. Duan Rong opened the window and ventilated it.

There are no golden nests or silver nests, but your own doghouse is better. The moment Duan Rong walked into the dormitory, he felt completely relaxed.

He untied the straps on his shoulders and applied golden wound medicine to his wounds. The stimulation of the powder caused a spasmodic pain in the wound. Duan Rong gritted his teeth and endured it. When the pain faded, he changed a piece of clean cloth and bandaged the wound again.

Then, he closed the window and lay on the bed.

"It's not easy to be alive and lying on this bed this time!"

It's been less than half a year since Duan Rong's soul traveled to this world of Kyushu. He has almost tasted all the cruelty of this world.

After the initial novelty of traveling through time and space faded, he began to miss the social life of Blue Star...

Fighting and killing, it's really not easy...

Duan Rong sighed, sleepiness came, and he fell asleep.

The moment he fell asleep, he seemed to see the bustling streets and the city that never sleeps, as bright and brilliant as the stars...

In his dream, Duan Rong's eyes overflowed with a trace of tears.

In his dream, he was homesick...

Sun Huang brought two escorts to guard Zhou An.

Sun Huang went straight into the room and stood at the door, his face as cold as stone.

Now the situation is clear. Only Zhou An is detained. He not only has to keep an eye on Zhou An to prevent him from escaping, but also has to prevent him from committing suicide.

But Sun Huang was still a little worried. In fact, Zhou An didn't have the courage to commit suicide.

At this time, Zhou An just sat there with a pale face, trying to be calm, and his eyes swept across Sun Huang's face from time to time.

Sun Huang stood in the room and suddenly heard the escorts guarding the door, Yao Liangrong and Zeng Xiangui, whispering, talking about the young master Ruan Jing.

Sun Huang coughed, opened the door a crack, and shouted: "Stand guard well, don't gossip."

Just as Sun Huang finished speaking, he suddenly saw Ruan Fengshan walking towards this side through the crack of the door. Sun Huang immediately opened the door and walked out.

Ruan Fengshan walked over with two unconscious servants, his face as cold as frost.

Sun Huang clasped his fists and called the shopkeeper. Ruan Fengshan only groaned in the depths of his throat and walked into the room. Sun Huang immediately closed the door behind Ruan Fengshan.

Ruan Fengshan threw the two unconscious servants in his hands on the ground at the door. His eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Zhou An who was sitting there, his face pale, but still trying to be calm.

Zhou An glanced at the two servants on the ground, and his body softened, but he knew that if he confessed his guilt and begged for mercy, he would die. If he refused to admit his guilt, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Zhou An's shoulders trembled, and he calmed down with a look of concern, "Have you found the young master? The young master is only three years old. In the hands of those thugs, the longer he is delayed, the more dangerous he will be..."

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Ruan Fengshan's eyes swept across Zhou An's face. He didn't expect Zhou An to still want to hold on at this time. He sighed and said, "Did you ask Jing'er to write that handwriting?"

Zhou An listened to Ruan Fengshan's words, and when his body trembled, he dropped the stool and paralyzed the ground. He was scared, but he murmured with his eyes: "Yu Wenlong, your idiot, how can you make that little The cub is alive ... idiot ... "

Ruan Fengshan's face was cold from the back waist, pulled out the leather whip with a piercing, his eyes took two steps angrily, and cursed: "I killed, you, you who are not familiar with poisonous dogs!"

When Ruan Fengshan said, he whipped on Zhou An's face. With a scream, a two -finger wide flesh -and -flesh -and -flesh marks appeared on Zhou An's face!

The leather whip with a stabbing directly shaved off his leather!

Zhou An was painful on the ground, screaming, a whip of Ruan Fengshan followed a whip, and greeted Zhou An's body ...

Looking at Zhou An's miserable look, as if in the oil pan, Ruan Fengshan's face twisted his face, and his heart passed a touch of pleasure.

Zhou An's tragic loud voice, Sun Huang, who was at the door, trembled.

Ruan Fengshan pulled Zhou An for half death before tortured. Zhou An had collapsed at this time, and he only asked for a quick death.

After listening to Ruan Fengshan, he did not go around Zhou An. Instead, he beat the ground even more violently.

Rotten meat, blood gourd with red hair ...

Ruan Fengshan exhausted his heart, and he would go over and twisted Zhou An's neck. At this time, Zhou An had already lost his breath ...

Ruan Fengshan wiped the blood on his hand with the curtains around him, but suddenly smelled a smell ...

He turned his head and looked at the two little sisters on the side of the door. One of them was waking up, and he trembled like a sieve bran, but he closed his eyes and pretended to be fainting, but he had already under him. A pool of stains, obviously shit and urine ...

Ruan Fengshan walked over and twisted the neck of two little sister -in -law directly ...

Holding Zhou An into a blood gourd, he had exhausted his heart, and he did not torture the interest of these two little men ...

Ruan Fengshan walked out of the door and looked at Sun Huang. He tirelessly said: "Sun Dart, I am annoying you! Try to deal with the three corpses in the room."

"Yes." Sun Huang bowed his punch.

Ruan Fengshan left heavily at this time. He was going to change his clothes and scrub his lower body. At this time, the sky was already bright, and he had another thing to do.