Qiao Ran looked up and saw two men in armor pulling a dirty man in. Behind them, Song Wanrou, dressed in black, followed.
Song Wanrou, who is dressed in black and has a green snake on her head, looks more like the terrifying old Montenegro demon.
The iron door opened, and two armored men pushed the stained man in front of Qiao Ran.
Although the man's face was covered with mud and his face could not be seen clearly, Qiao Ran's heart suddenly tightened when he saw his familiar figure.
"He, is he Wen Shimo?" Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanrou and asked with a trembling voice.
"He disobeyed the general's orders for you and went through all night to come to you. Now do you believe that he really loves you?" Song Wanrou sneered proudly.
He went through a whole night of trouble for her?
Seeing Wen Shimo, who had always been noble and prince-like, in such a state of embarrassment, Qiao Ran felt that his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife.
Qiao Ran took Wen Shimo's dirty hands to check his pulse, and found that his pulse was disordered, his heart rate was extremely weak, and he was dying, as if he was hanging on to his last breath.
"Don't you want to tame him to be your money-making puppet? Aren't you afraid that he will die if he is injured so badly?" Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanrou and asked angrily.
"It is easier to tame him when he is half dead." Song Wanrou said with an evil smile.
Taming people when they are half-dead and unaware sounds extremely cruel.
No wonder Song Wanrou became so terrifying, so cruel that she even easily killed her own siblings.
"You should really want to see how to tame a noble and proud man into a doll at my mercy, right?" Song Wanrou said and glanced at the person behind her.
The men standing behind her understood and immediately used the water pipe in their hands to flush Wen Shimo with water.
The water squeezed out by the strong pressure water pipe quickly washed away the stains on Wen Shimo's body, revealing Wen Shimo's pale face.
After a while, Wen Shimo slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at Qiao Ran's worried eyes, he forced a faint smile.
"Qiao Ran, how are you? Did they hurt you?" Wen Shimo asked in a weak voice.
"They didn't hurt me. Didn't I tell General Jiang not to disobey the general's orders? Why didn't you listen to General Jiang? Do you really want to die that much?" Qiao Ran asked angrily.
"I've done too many things that I'm sorry for and hurt you in the past. I'm afraid that if I don't come, I won't have the chance to say I'm sorry to you face to face."
Wen Shimo looked at Qiao Ran sincerely: "Qiao Ran, I already know the truth about Wan Qing's death. I sincerely apologize to you for the things I did in the past that hurt you."
Finally hearing his apology, Qiao Ran was not happy at all.
She didn't want to hear that she was sorry when he was dying.
She wanted him to live well and spend every day feeling guilty.
"If an apology is useful, why do we need the police? You did so many things that hurt me because of Song Wanqing, and I will never forgive you."
Qiao Ran said these words deliberately.
He is too weak, and her cold attitude may make his desire to survive stronger.
Although Song Wanrou said that if he had to tame him, his life would not be in danger, Qiao Ran was still afraid that he would not be able to survive.
"I never thought about asking you to forgive me, I just wanted to say I'm sorry in front of you." Wen Shimo covered up the disappointment in his eyes and said calmly.
Qiao Ran did not respond to Wen Shimo's words, and looked at Song Wanrou with cold eyes: "Wen Shimo suddenly had a conscience and apologized to me. So, do you admit that you killed Song Wanqing?"
"Yes, I admit it. Not only did I kill Song Wanqing, but I also killed Zhang Qianqian, Yu Xiaohuan, and Song Yuyuan, and then framed the blame on you. Oh, yes, and that one
Lin Xiao, I was the one who killed you with my own magic to make Wen Shimo hate you." Song Wanrou said with a proud face.
"You are so heartbroken and vicious. Song Wanqing and Song Yuyuan are your biological brothers and sisters. How could you do such a vicious thing as killing your siblings?" Qiao Ran accused angrily.
"It's their own fault. They are all born to the same mother. Why should they enjoy the glory and wealth while I have to learn some bullshit magic in a dark and humid cave in another country?
I have suffered so much and let them die so happily, which is the greatest kindness to them." Song Wanrou yelled with a ferocious look on her face.
"In your eyes, human life is as low as those poisonous insects. You shouldn't have killed more than just these people, right?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.
"Of course, I can't even count the number of lives that have disappeared on my hands. Just a few months ago, when I was selecting children, ten babies failed the test and all died."
When talking about those babies, the vicious light in Song Wanrou's eyes became even more excited, as if looking at those tortured babies, she saw the torture she endured when she was a baby, and her heart finally became more balanced.
Seeing Song Wanrou's excited, bloodthirsty smile, Qiao Ran felt extremely heartbroken.
Behind ten babies are ten suffering families.
How heartbroken must those fathers who have had their children abducted be?
This pathetic and abominable magic is really harmful to people.
She must eradicate this cruel piece of shit.
"It is indeed vicious enough. Is there anything else more vicious?" Qiao Ran's voice was extremely cold, like Shura from hell, with the indifference of killing all the viciousness and evil in the world.
Song Wanrou was frightened by the cold air on Qiao Ran's body, and her heart suddenly tightened. Then she thought about it, Qiao Ran was already defeated by her men, and she was about to die soon. What did she have to fear from Qiao Ran?
"Compared with other murder cases, I think you should care more about Song Wanqing. After all, it was Song Wanqing who caused you to be ignored by this man for three years. Do you know why Song Wanqing had a car accident on her wedding day?"
Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanrou as if he were an idiot: "You have killed everyone with your own hands, do you still need to ask such a ridiculous question?"
With the abilities of Qiao Ran and Wen Shimo, they didn't find out who caused Song Wanqing's car accident. Besides Song Wanrou, a witch who could control insects with drugs, who else could be there?
"Haha, yes, I did it. It's a pity that until her death, Song Wanqing thought that the person who caused her car accident was Xu Kexin, so she tricked Xu Kexin into feeding the sharks in the sea.
She was so stupid to think that she had avenged herself for being in a coma for three years. She didn't even think about it. I was tortured every day, how could I let her marry a prince charming that all the women in the city wanted to marry?" Song
Wan Rou sneered.
"Listen to what you said, are you taking revenge on your own sister and brother because you hate learning strange arts?"
"Nonsense, who wants to go through a lot of torture as soon as he is born, and after trying hard to survive, he still has to live with those terrible bugs all day long?" Song Wanrou said angrily.
"Since you hate magic so much, now that all the truth has been revealed, I will help you get rid of this painful life!" Qiao Ran's clear eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
"Relief?" After thinking about Qiao Ran's words, Song Wanrou's face was filled with a mocking and disdainful evil smile: "Hahaha, you want to kill a dying person who has been infected by the dragon and phoenix locust spell..."
Before she could say the next words, Song Wanrou felt something stabbed her heart hard.
Song Wanrou lowered her head and saw the gold hairpin Qiao Ran was wearing on her head just a second ago stuck in her heart.
Seeing Qiao Ran killing Song Wanrou with a golden hairpin, everyone around was shocked by Qiao Ran's actions.
Especially Wen Shimo, whose handsome face was full of worry.
Qiao Ran killed the person who created the magic before she could remove it. What should she do?
Why is she so impatient? Even if she wants to kill Song Wanrou, she should wait until reinforcements arrive and they have enough confidence to negotiate with them, right?
"A little broken hairpin still wants to kill me? You are too whimsical!" Song Wanrou pulled out the golden hairpin from her heart and saw that the head of the hairpin was a sharp blade stained with blood.
"Plop..." With a sound, Song Wanrou fell to the ground, feeling that her body was getting weaker and weaker.
"I'm sorry, the blade is smeared with poison. You like to use poison to kill people, so today I will let you taste the feeling of being poisoned to death!" Qiao Ran said coldly.