In the dim and narrow room, the man lowered his head and gasped, and his bruised body briefly bandaged it.

The broken hand was simply fixed and did not go to the hospital to change the dressing.

Thinking of everything he had encountered, An Zhongjie's thin face surged with anger and hatred! As the eldest son of the An family, he had been doing well since childhood, but after his father jumped off the building and committed suicide, everything changed.

He fell from the altar of the eldest son of the An family and was sent to the club by Feng Yu, and suffered destruction and torture.

But he still did not give up his hope of survival, and still hoped to go out one day and reunite with his sister.

However, at the moment, he couldn't even realize this little wish.

What made him even more painful was that his sister was dead.

His favorite sister was eventually removed from the kidneys because she loved the wrong person and died tragically on the operating table!

The whole family is dead, and he is not as good as death even though he lives.

Since that's the case, he still has the face and hope to survive!

An Zhongjie raised his head and took a sip of wine. The inferior burning knife burned his eyes red like flames. He smeared the corners of his lower lip hard and gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Yu, you have harmed our An family and killed my sister. Even if I die, I will hold you and die together!"

He said, throwing the glass bottle to the ground hard, and crystal fragments splashed everywhere, reflecting his hideous and cruel face.

After making up his mind, An Zhongjie put on his coat and covered his face with a hat. He left the narrow hiding place again and walked towards a path of no return.

......

An Lan woke up quietly and when she saw the white ceiling, she suddenly thought she had a nightmare.

"woke up."

An indifferent voice sounded beside him, scaring An Lan. She looked in the voice and looked at her eyes that seemed to be smiling, while a cruel smile was still on the corner of his lips.

In an instant, the scene before fainting surged into my mind, accompanied by severe pain in my calf, which made her face pale and almost transparent, and her body trembled involuntarily. Her eyes were filled with fear and vigilance.

This man can no longer be called a human being. He is simply a devil crawled out of hell, extremely cold-blooded and ruthless.

Feng Yu took all her fear into her eyes, the smile at the corner of her lips deepened, and she stood up and walked towards her slowly.

"Don't come over..." After seeing his actions, An Lan screamed and retreated, but touched her broken calf. She immediately felt pain and let out a low cry. Cold sweat kept coming out, and she didn't dare to move easily anymore.

Feng Yu smiled gently, but did not stop because of her resistance. He sat beside the bed and stroked her broken legs, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

His touch made An Lan tremble suddenly, and her eyes looked at his hand in fear. She didn't want to experience the pain of being broken bones again.

Moreover, she felt that the man in front of her was really crazy!

When he is angry, he can torture her without any means, or even discount her legs.

When I calmed down, I asked her if it hurts.

She looked at this once familiar face and didn't know when he would suddenly change his face.

But after this incident, she already realized that head-on confrontation would not be good for her, and would only make the man feel stronger in his desire to conquer.

So, she suppressed her anger and fear, nodded gently and said, "It hurts."
Chapter completed!