Chapter 152 The Secret Truth About Song Wanqing's Rescue of Wen Shimo
"By the way, in addition to Zhang Qianqian's death, I can also tell you a secret with great mercy. Do you know why you have been married to Wen Shimo for three years, and Wen Shimo doesn't like you, and still treats my sister unconscious?
Do you have a soft spot for vegetative people?”
"I've known this for a long time. Song Wanqing is Wen Shimo's lifesaver!" Qiao Ran replied.
"You know that my sister is Wen Shimo's life-savior, then you must not know why my sister became Wen Shimo's life-savior, right?" Song Yuyuan asked with a bloodthirsty smile.
"Didn't it mean that Wen Shimo was hunted down and broke into Song Wanqing's box where she was celebrating her birthday? Isn't that true?" Qiao Ran asked doubtfully.
"That's true, but the person who hunted him was arranged by us ourselves, and then my grandmother used magic to control Wen Shimo's mind and lead him to my sister's box.
Otherwise, there are so many private rooms, why did Wen Shimo just go to my sister's private room? Now that you know so many secrets that you shouldn't know, I will shut you up forever." Song Yuyuan said with a sharp knife
Rub it gently on Qiao Ran's face.
A stinging pain came, and a small wound a few centimeters long was cut on the skin of Qiao Ran's face. Blood gushes out instantly, making Qiao Ran's stained face look strange against the background of the blood.
the breath.
Seeing the bright red blood blooming on Qiao Ran's face, Song Yuyuan's eyes showed an even more excited and terrifying look.
Qiao Ran found out that Song Yuyuan's private life was very promiscuous and he liked to use violence the most. The excitement on his face at this moment was completely ferocious that would only appear for a psychopath.
"Song Yuyuan, please wake up quickly. Learning foreign arts is extremely painful. The process is beyond imagination and endurance. Song Wanrou has long been mentally distorted by the long-term torture of foreign arts. She described the encounters she encountered while learning foreign arts.
The pain and suffering are all blamed on you.
She thinks it's very unfair to her to live in a dark place and learn magic, while you enjoy a life of glory and wealth in the city. The first thing she will do when she comes back is to seek revenge from you.
Song Wanqing is her first target. If you kill me today, you will be the next person to die. If you stop in time, I promise not to seek revenge from you.
I will personally prove it to you and let you know what kind of person Song Wanrou is. Do you dare to give me this chance?" Qiao Ran said with sincerity.
"Hmph, provocation is useless to me. Don't tell me that I won't believe your lies. Even if your lies are true, I would rather die at the hands of Song Wanrou than let you go. Tonight, I will definitely
I want to sacrifice your life to sacrifice New Year's Eve for my sister." Song Yuyuan said as he stabbed Qiao Ran's calf with a knife, thrust it outward, and cut her pants through the flesh.
The blood was deep and long, but Qiao Ran couldn't feel the pain of the wound.
Because she was so stimulated by the drug that she no longer felt pain.
Seeing that Song Yuyuan was about to stab her a second time, Qiao Ran spoke quickly and said in a weak voice: "The last question, no matter how you want to kill me, I will only ask the last question and leave it alone."
"Death is imminent, and you are still struggling to beat yourself to death. Well, for the sake of your fellow father, you can say so!"
"Yu Xiaohuan, was Yu Xiaohuan killed by Song Wanrou?"
"She didn't tell us about this plan, but I watched the video of the snake, and it seemed that someone was controlling it so that the snake could nod to you. Wanrou can control thousands of insects and make a snake nod to her.
It’s an easy thing to say.”
Song Yuyuan said as he picked up Qiao Ran's wrist, his eyes cold and bloodthirsty: "My wish has been fulfilled, now I want you to taste the painful feeling of blood draining away bit by bit."
The cold blade was placed on Qiao Ran's artery. Qiao Ran, who was so weak that she couldn't move at all, could only watch the shining blade gently rub on her stained wrist.
A small wound appeared on the skin, and bright red blood quickly flowed from the wound.
"Stop!" At the same time as a cold voice sounded, Song Yuyuan felt a sharp pain in his hand. A black sharp hidden weapon was pierced into the back of his hand, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground because of the pain.
When Wen Shimo saw Qiao Ranshi lying on the ground with injuries all over his body, unable to see his original appearance, and in a miserable state, but his eyes were shining brightly, his heart suddenly ached as if being stirred by a sharp instrument.
She was so unfathomable, so powerful that even he was helpless. How could she be hurt like this by a little Song Yuyuan?
Suddenly, Wen Shimo's body erupted with a terrifying cold murderous aura, and he walked towards Song Yuyuan step by step like a god of death.
When he was at the most desperate and helpless moment in his life, Qiao Ran was indescribably shocked and amazed when he saw Wen Shimo descending into the cave like a god.
At the same time, the heart that had been hanging around suddenly settled down when seeing his stern handsome face, as if no matter how great the panic was, it would be safe as long as he was around.
She didn't know if it was due to her tense spirit that she let down her guard when she saw someone she could trust appeared. Qiao Ran, who was weak and had lost too much blood, couldn't bear it any longer and her vision went dark and she fainted.
Seeing the fierce Wen Shimo appear here, Song Yuyuan's face turned pale with shock. Seeing that Wen Shimo was alone, he quickly shouted to the bodyguard next to him.
"You guys come together quickly and kill him. If you don't kill him, you won't survive."
These dozen men in black followed Song Yuyuan and did all the bad things for him. They knew that Wen Shimo's methods were fierce and if they fell into his hands, their lives would be worse than death.
Seeing Wen Shimo alone, he felt that Song Yuyuan was right. For the current plan, they could only risk their lives, and maybe get a glimmer of hope.
So they all picked up their weapons and shot at Wen Shimo.
While Wen Shimo evaded the attacks of the men in black with great flexibility and agility, he quickly knocked down more than a dozen men in black to the ground, causing them to fall to the ground in agony and unable to get up.
At this time, Zhou Yu also ran in with someone, and the people behind him quickly controlled the men in black lying on the ground.
"Song Yuyuan ran to the back mountain, be sure to catch him!" Wen Shimo picked up Qiao Ran, who was covered in blood on the ground, and walked out quickly.
Putting Qiao Ran in the car, Wen Shimo treated the wound on her wrist.
Fortunately, the wound on the wrist did not damage the artery. If it is bandaged, there will be no danger of excessive blood loss.
Her body was bruised and swollen from being beaten. The most serious injury was on her calf, which required stitches. Wen Shimo stopped the bleeding and disinfected her and then tied it with gauze. After cleaning her face, Qiao Ran said:
His face was covered with redness, swelling and scratches, and Wen Shimo's eyes were full of coldness.
Song Yuyuan, how dare you hurt her like this!
Qiao Ran's abnormal body temperature told Wen Shimo that she was suffering. Although she was full of anger, Wen Shimo still took Qiao Ran to the nearest hospital.
…
Not long after Song Yuyuan ran from the cave to the mountain, he saw Song Wanrou.
"Wanrou, why are you here?" Song Yuyuan asked in shock.
Song Wanrou looked at Song Yuyuan, her originally well-behaved face was filled with an evil and sinister smile.
"Of course I'm here to send my dear brother on his way, so that you can go to hell to spend New Year's Eve with our dear sister!" Song Wanrou changed her sweet voice from before, and now her voice was as shrill as an evil ghost demanding life.