A hoarse and muddy voice sounded, the door was pushed open, and a short figure walked in. Most of his face was covered by a black robe, and his eyes were exposed. There were scars at the corners of his eyes. He was staring straight at Jiang Li'an.

That kind of look... made Jiang Li'an feel sick to his stomach. He noticed what the other party had just said, which was quite unbelievable.

He is Shen Qingzhuo's father?!

Tan Junxi stood up, blocked Shen Weishan from looking at the girl, and stood in the dim light and shadow.

Shen Weishan was a little dissatisfied and knew that there were more important things at the moment.

"Go out and talk." Tan Junxi said.

Shen Weishan licked his yellowed teeth and looked back at Jiang Li'an several times.

His eyes were dirty and offensive, and his smile made people's hair stand on end.

Jiang Li'an breathed slightly, avoiding that look, feeling a little confused.

How could Shen Qingzhuo...have such a father?

"Take care of your eyes." Tan Junxi closed the door and said coldly to Shen Weishan.

"Isn't it just a few glances? Why are you so anxious?" Shen Weishan's voice was hoarse and malicious, "Could it be that you are also interested in her?"

Tan Junxi did not deny it: "What do you think?"

How could Shen Weishan not understand? He couldn't help but rubbed his hands excitedly: "When the matter is completed, we will share her?"

"I'm very interested in her." Tan Junxi's finger bones behind his back were white and the veins were protruding. He tried his best to control himself not to bleed. He suppressed the storm in the deep sea and said in the calmest tone, "How dare you Try touching her."

Shen Weishan observed Tan Junxi's face, his eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully: "It's just a woman... If you like her, I'll give it to you."

He didn't think so, he was just a twenty-three-year-old young man, how could he possibly outplay him.

Oh yes, there is also that evil obstacle Shen Qingzhuo——

The air was filled with the smell of rust, and it was too humid. Tan Junxi rubbed his wrist bones, his thin lips curled up in a clear arc, and his back was turned to Shen Weishan: "The time is up, let's go."

"Talk about Junxi?!"

"Tan Junxi? Don't leave! What will I do if you leave? Come back! Come back to death!!"

Jiang Li'an waited for a long time but didn't hear any sound outside, and her heart went cold. If they really left, she would be tied up here alone and the whole world would be in trouble.

"Tan-Jun-Xi!!"

"What are you doing?" The door was pushed open and the man looked at her.

Regardless of whether Tan Junxi was the one who kidnapped her, seeing him at this moment, Jiang Li'an breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Well... as a qualified kidnapper, shouldn't you provide me with some food? "

Tan Junxi could tell that she was not hungry at all, but was just trying to delay time.

He stepped forward step by step, grabbed Jiang Li'an's neck, and warned in her ear: "You can still live if you stay here. If you go out, I won't guarantee your life."

His breath was cold, like a cold poisonous snake, wrapping around his body inch by inch: "Don't think that I dare not do anything to you, just be obedient."

Jiang Li'an was choked to the point of suffocation. When he broke off his hand and was extremely deprived of oxygen, he saw the pair of dark eyes under the lenses, like dark clouds in a cloudy sky. The emotions and bloody hatred contained in them were frightening. .

It wasn't until she was on the verge of suffocation that Tan Junxi slowly let go of his hand. Jiang Li'an suddenly bumped into him and bit his wrist fiercely. He tried his best to tear out a piece of flesh and blood!

Tan Junxi pushed her head, but did not push her away. Severe pain swept through her whole body. Instead, he smiled, touched her head, and said gently: "If you bite, it will all be returned to Shen Qingzhuo when the time comes."

Jiang Li'an froze, biting harder, and said vaguely: "Whether I bite you or not, you will not show mercy to Shen Qingzhuo, let alone he will not lose to you. So I have to take two bites first to relieve my hatred.

, if you die, I won’t even have a chance to take revenge!”

Tan Junxi grabbed the back of her neck and raised her head forcibly. The wrist of her left hand was dripping with blood, flesh and blood could be seen faintly, and her mouth was full of blood.

This scene hurts even just looking at it.

Tan Junxi didn't seem to feel anything. He let the wound bleed and ache. He pressed Jiang Li'an's head onto the bed and pinched her fragile neck with his fingers. He didn't know what he thought of. He pressed hard again and then released it. He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl.

With a flushed face, he wiped the blood from his wrist on her face expressionlessly.

"Stay here obediently, waiting for the news of your boyfriend's death."

Jiang Li'an only regretted that he had not bitten a blood vessel just now.

Regret!

She squeezed out three words from between her lips and teeth: "Go to hell."

Tan Junxi really left.

The basement was empty, eerily silent, and dimly lit. Jiang Li'an could only hear the howling wind and snow outside the narrow glass window. She didn't know if Tan Junxi was angry, but she felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, and nausea.

No wonder Shen Qingzhuo hates Tan Junxi so much.

It turns out that a person can really have the ability to make people annoying to the extreme.

Jiang Li'an silently opened the little book of vengeance in his heart and put Tan Junxi first. When she goes out, she! Will! Block! Kill! Him!

Either you die! I live!!!!

But now, what Jiang Li'an should be worried about is her own situation, and what's even more worrying is that Tan Junxi will threaten Shen Qingzhuo by kidnapping her.

If something happened to Shen Qingzhuo because of her, Jiang Li'an would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

She frowned and struggled desperately with the rope behind her, drawing blood from her wrists, but to no avail. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the bedside table, which was covered with a layer of glass.

At the top of Nanping Mountain is an abandoned steel factory. It covers a large area and has been desolate for a long time. The steel and iron plates are piled together and are stained with rust.

In the distance are snow-colored mountains and a biting north wind.

Shen Qingzhuo walked up step by step. The weather was twenty-five degrees below zero, and the chill could penetrate into the bones. He came out in a hurry. He only wore a thin jacket outside the black T-shirt. The hem of his clothes was bulged by the cold wind, and his skin was frozen.

to a bloodless, cold white, and his back is always thin and straight, like a pine or cypress.

The cold wind was mixed with broken snow, ruffling the young man's hair, and his outline was caught in the wind and snow, deep and cold.

"Ah Zhuo, long time no see."

At the front, stood a short, rickety figure, his back somewhat crushed, his skinny body wrapped in a robe, his eyes that had become cloudy and yellow due to old age, staring at Shen Qingzhuo unblinkingly.

His eyebrows and eyes suddenly looked gloomy and cruel.

"You are so easy for dad to find!"

Shen Qingzhuo ran away with Shen Siyue when he was eleven years old. If he didn't run away, he would only be beaten to death.

It's been eight years now.

See Shen Weishan again.

Shen Qingzhuo thought he would be angry and lose control, but in fact, his heart was empty now, and everything in the past was echoing in front of his eyes, like a joke, a joke that gradually went away and approached again.
Chapter completed!