Qiao Ran only thought that the car drove for more than an hour before stopping.
She was pulled out of the trunk, thrown heavily to the ground with her face on the ground, and then dragged away like she was on a mountain.
Fortunately, it was a flat road here, so her body didn't hurt as much as before.
After turning a few corners, Qiao Ran's body stopped.
"Sir, the brothers brought you the person you wanted."
"Open!"
Hearing the man's familiar voice, Qiao Ran felt a chill in his heart!
It's Song Yuyuan.
It was just as she expected.
Song Wanrou borrowed Song Yuyuan's hand to get rid of her.
The black leather bag was opened, Qiao Ran appeared in front of Song Yuyuan with his hair unkempt, his face covered with bruises, and his mouth blocked by rags.
Seeing the danger and murderous intent in Song Yuyuan's eyes, Qiao Ran's eyes turned cold.
"Qiao Ran, you didn't expect that you would end up today, right?" Song Yuyuan asked with a sneer.
"When I saw these kidnappers, I predicted that the person who kidnapped me must be a fool like you."
Although Qiao Ran looked embarrassed, she was just sitting on the ground, exuding a persevering cold and arrogant temperament.
"You are so stubborn when you are about to die. I want to see if it is your words or my leather shoes that are tough." Song Yuyuan said and kicked Qiao Ran hard on the chest.
Qiao Ran was kicked and fell to the ground. She felt that the blood in her chest was surging rapidly and her breathing was not smooth. She almost couldn't breathe and fainted.
"Song Yuyuan, the person who killed your sister Song Wanqing was not me, but Song Wanrou. If you still want to live, let me go. If I die, the next person to die will be you, and then your mother.
, your father, Song Wanrou will kill everyone in the Song family to vent the hatred in her heart for learning magic and suffering for so many years." Qiao Ran looked at Song Yuyuan seriously.
Song Yuyuan's eyes were startled. How did Qiao Ran know about Song Wanrou's learning of strange arts?
Seemingly reading Song Yuyuan's thoughts, Qiao Ran added: "Originally, I didn't know about the existence of strange arts in this world, but the world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. The deliveryman's wife I saved was a magician.
Practitioner.
As soon as the delivery man woke up, he told me that Song Wanrou was very evil and should be a practitioner of strange arts. I was still half-convinced about this until the day of Song Wanqing's burial, when I went to the funeral parlor to see Song Wanqing's wounds.
The remains of people who were killed by strange magic will mutate on the seventh day. Under high-definition precision instruments, Song Wanqing's body really mutated as the deliveryman's wife said. Song Yuyuan, what do you think about that deliveryman?
You should be familiar with the staff, right?"
Song Yuyuan is indeed no stranger to that delivery boy!
He was the mastermind behind Zhang Qianqian's death.
It was he who had the delivery boy who was bleeding to the point of dying being carried into the room.
I just didn't expect that the wife of a random delivery person would be a practitioner of strange arts.
At this point, Qiao Ran is already in his pocket and will undoubtedly die.
Why not let her know that Song Wanrou is a person who learns different arts?
"When people are about to die, they will find ways to excuse themselves and frame others. Do you think I believe you or my biological sister?
Wanrou has been practicing magic since she was a child, but she has been obedient and obedient since she came back. How could she be the murderer of Wan Qing?
No matter how clever you are today, I will never believe your lies. I will let you die in the most brutal way on New Year's Eve and go to hell to atone for Wanqing's sins. First, give me a severe beating!"
Song Yuyuan's handsome face showed a terrifying sinister look, with a bloodthirsty smile that admired death.
"Wait a minute!" Looking at the several masked men gathered around, Qiao Ran looked at Song Yuyuan: "I can't use martial arts now. If I fall into your hands, I will die without any doubts today. Can you let me do it after death?
Can a sensible person tell me how Zhang Qianqian died?"
"Don't worry, when you take your last breath, I will make you a wise man."
As soon as Song Yuyuan finished speaking, Qiao Ran was pulled up by her collar, and slaps hit her face like raindrops. She was kicked to the ground like a broken rubber ball. One kick from you, one kick from him, no matter what.
He kicked her mercilessly.
Qiao Ran felt a burning pain all over his body, so painful that his internal organs were shattered, and his head was buzzing like a bomber.
It turns out that I don’t know martial arts, and the feeling of being bullied as a weak person is so despairing and terrifying.
It turns out that the feeling of dying is so suffocating and painful.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of bright red and salty blood spit out from Qiao Ran's mouth.
"Okay, stop for a moment!" Song Yuyuan held a white porcelain bottle in his hand: "Pull her over, I want to give her something good to drink!"
Qiao Ran struggled to back away. There was no clean spot on his face, only a pair of eyes showing gleaming fear.
"What are you going to give me to drink?"
"Don't worry, I'm going to torture you to death bit by bit, but I won't poison you to death. This is the magic medicine that will make you feel happy and immortal in pain." Song Yuyuan had a sinister and perverted smile on his face.
"Song Yuyuan, I am your sister, you can't do this to me!" Qiao Ran's eyes were full of shock.
She knew that Song Yuyuan had always been promiscuous in this regard, but she didn't expect that he had such no ethics.
"As a sister in name only, do you still expect me to care about you?"
In order not to leave a bad reputation to the outside world, Song Zhiyuan declared to the outside world that Song Wanqing and Song Yuyuan were his stepdaughter and stepsons, but Qiao Ran knew that they were Song Zhiyuan's biological children.
"Song Yuyuan, you know clearly in your heart that I am not your sister in name, but your half-sister. What you do is unjust and will cause lightning to strike from the sky."
After his lie was exposed, Song Yuyuan's face became even more sinister, and his red eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement.
"So what? You are going to die soon anyway, and no one will know this secret." Song Yuyuan pinched Qiao Ran's mouth hard and poured the medicine in the bottle into Qiao Ran's mouth.
Qiao Ran tried her best to resist despite her heartache, but her hands were tied and her body hurt like an explosion, but she couldn't free her hands. Song Yuyuan had to force her to drink medicine.
After filling up the medicine, Song Yuyuan slammed the bottle onto the ground and pushed Qiao Ran face-first onto the broken porcelain floor.
Suddenly, Qiao Ran felt the burning pain of being scratched by a porcelain shard on his face.
"Untie her, don't say she has no martial arts, no matter how strong her martial arts is, she will obediently submit to you!" Song Yuyuan said in an evil voice.
With her hands untied, Qiao Ran quickly stood up and ran out. However, after she ran a few steps, someone pulled her hair and threw her to the ground like a fallen leaf.
Seeing Song Yuyuan walking towards her step by step, Qiao Ran crawled back with horror on his face.
"Song Yuyuan, don't come over, don't come over..."
The medicine took effect very quickly, and Qiao Ran found that she couldn't control her body, but her brain was surprisingly clear. She was struggling between the two extreme contradictions of sobriety and desire. It was the first time in her life that she felt like she wanted to die.
He couldn't, but he struggled with the pain of wanting to die.
"Don't you want to know how Zhang Qianqian died? Soon you will experience how she died, because Zhang Qianqian drank the same medicine as you and died." Song Yuyuan
He said with a bloodthirsty smile.
"So, you really killed Zhang Qianqian? She had no grudge against you and was your sister's good friend. Why did you want to kill her?" Qiao Ran controlled his will and diverted Song Yuyuan's attention.
.
"Yes, I was the one who killed her. That bitch laughed at my sister in the detention center and slapped her in the face. I let her die in that way, which was already a kindness to her.
If I hadn't used her life to frame you for murder, I would have executed her slowly and slowly, and then thrown her to the pigs to eat. It would have been impossible to leave her whole body." Song Yuyuan's originally handsome face was filled with emotion at this moment.