Cruel

Author: Nv Yaoer

Cruel

The majestic mountains are undulating in layers, covered with a layer of mist in the humid night. The modern-style villas are hidden among the mountains, like bright pearls embedded in them.

This is Shen Zhou's private residence, and all villas in the entire castle are his property.

The air in the living room was filled with the smell of blood. Beside the floor-to-ceiling window, Shen Zhou was sitting lazily on the sofa, playing with a golden desert eagle in his hand.

There was a man kneeling on the marble floor in front of him, dressed in rags and in a state of disarray.

Six people attacked them in the afternoon. The others were either killed or seriously injured. Only this man was shot in the leg, with no vital injuries.

At present, the man's bullet has been removed. To be precise, it was gouged out by Shen Zhou with a dagger.

The assassination mission failed. The man never thought that he could come back alive. He had already prepared and Hao was not afraid. "Don't wait any longer. Just kill if you want."

Shen Zhou raised his eyelids and glanced at him. It was such a faint glance, but it was full of disdain and contempt.

"It's easy to want to die, but there are many ways to die."

When the last sound fell, Shen Zhou raised the Desert Eagle with one hand and fired two shots cleanly.

The bullet penetrated the flesh and exploded into a flower of blood, hitting one knee and shoulder blade respectively. The lethality of the golden desert eagle was enough to break a person's bones on the spot.

The huge pain made him almost faint, and then the bodyguard standing next to him came up with a bucket of ice water and poured it over his head.

The man twitched and fell to the ground. In his wandering vision, he saw Shen Zhou raising his gun again.

"No……"

Two more shots were fired, hitting the same spot on the other side.

This time, the man couldn't even make a sound and allowed the ice water to pour down. The coexistence of wakefulness and pain pulled at his thoughts.

"I said, I said..." He couldn't bear it anymore, and begged for mercy hoarsely with a trembling voice. "As long as you give me a pleasure."

Shen Zhou raised a smile on his lips. Under the dim light, the smile was bloodthirsty and demonic. "Tell me."

"The person who gave us the commission has never shown up." The man was like a dying fish, gasping for air with his mouth open. "He said that if I kill you, I will give you double the reward..."

Shen Zhou stroked the cold metal gun body, and the refracted broken light reflected in his eyes, adding a bit of gloom. "Are you organized by foreign mercenaries?"

"yes……"

Then there was a long silence as the man huddled on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited for death.

The footsteps were like the signal of death, walking towards him step by step through the mottled bloodstains.

Shen Zhou walked up to that person step by step. "You can kill me, but you shouldn't hurt her."

He raised his foot and stepped on the man's face. The face was deformed. "I raised a group of wolves. They grew up on snacks and raw meat. They like creatures that can still struggle. They like a little bit. tearing apart living creatures.”

Hearing this, the man's eyes were about to burst. "Tell me, give me a good one!"

"Really? But I didn't promise you."

A cruel sense of pleasure rose at the corners of Shen Zhou's lips. He waved his hand lightly, and bodyguards immediately came forward and dragged the man away.

"Kill me, kill me if you can!"

In the silent night, the roar of despair fades away before disappearing.

The remaining bodyguards in the living room were all very calm. They were used to such scenes.

"Fourth Master, the mercenary organization these killers belong to is specially formed by recruiting people with overseas criminal histories. It is not an organization on the surface. Do you want to investigate this matter again?"

Shen Zhou's cold voice said, "No need."

Haotian pondered for a moment and asked, "The third master has been sent abroad by the old lady. Could it be that he wants to take revenge on you?"

"He doesn't have the ability."

Shen Zhou's eyes were bottomless, and the hair hanging down from his forehead half covered his sinister eyes.

After a while, he said slowly: "Go and see Shen Xun."

Shen Xun is the seventh eldest son of the Shen family and the half-brother of Shen Zhou.

…

dormitory.

Because of her arm injury, Tang Ran spent more time in the shower than usual. When she got dressed and came out, she found two missed calls from Shen Zhou on her phone.

It's so late. What's wrong with him?

Tang Ran combed his half-wet shoulder-length hair and pushed it back.

The call was quickly connected, and the man's deep and hoarse voice penetrated my eardrums. "Aren't you asleep yet?"

"I just took a shower, what do you want?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, until there was the faint sound of a car door opening. "I'm at the side entrance of the school. Is it convenient for me to come down?"

Tang Ran took a deep breath. The side door of the school was side by side with the side where she lived. She could see it from the balcony, so she went to the balcony to look out.

Under the dim street lights, the figure standing alone on the roadside was Shen Zhou.

As if he sensed something, Shen Zhou looked up at her with his cell phone. Although the light was far away and he couldn't see clearly, Tang Ran still felt that he was looking at her.

"I'll come down now, wait for me."

After Tang Ran finished speaking, he hung up the phone and took a coat and put it on.

Through the iron gate, Tang Ran saw Shen Zhou waiting for her.

Tang Ran suppressed the inexplicable astringency and asked softly, "Did you come here on purpose?"

Shen Zhou took out an ointment and handed it to her. "The special medicine I got from your second brother is very effective in healing and eliminating scars. I have used it many times."

Tang Ran lowered his head and glanced at the ointment, raised the corners of his lips, and slowly took it from the palm of his hand.

Used it many times.

Yes, there are too many people who want to target him. No matter how good his skills are, how can they not be injured?

"It's okay, you don't have to worry."

Shen Zhou's eyebrows stretched, his fingertips landed on Tang Ran's collar, and he gently gathered her coat.

The violence that he had suppressed all night finally dissipated at this moment. Seeing her, even just looking at her from a distance, calmed down his violent elements.

"Remember, no matter who it is, it's not worth getting hurt."

Tang Ran raised his face and stared at him quietly. He subconsciously wanted to ask him something, but he didn't know where to start, so he just said, "Xiaoying, she hasn't had dinner yet."

"How can she have the nerve to eat?" Shen Zhou's tone returned to his usual casual tone. "Do you care about her?"

Tang Ran replied decisively: "She called you uncle."

After all, it's still because of him.

Shen Zhou showed a pleasant smile in his eyes and rubbed her hair. The silky soft touch made him hesitate to take his hand back.

Tang Ran hid expressionlessly.

This man is getting more and more pushy.

On the quiet roadside, the shadows of two people overlapped, like a solid horizon.

"I'm going back first."

After Tang Ran finished speaking, he turned and left.

Passing by the corridor on the second floor, I subconsciously stopped and looked out the window.

It wasn't until Shen Zhou got in the car and left, holding some ointment in her hand, that her heartbeat, which had been racing for a long time, gradually calmed down.

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