Haman, who had been imprisoned for a whole week, felt that he was being imprisoned and was hallucinating.
Otherwise, how could he hear a woman's voice?
And it sounds pretty good?
Harmanhawk opened his eyes in disbelief and raised his head with difficulty.
Above his head, a woman in black with an unclear face was leaning on the balcony railing, looking down at him.
And what she was holding in her hand was his back collar.
Haman: "..."
Ruan Qi: "..."
The two looked at each other strangely in the night.
After a while, the little girl took the lead and said hello politely, "Hi~"
Haman: "..."
For a moment, Haman didn't know whether he should have sex with the little girl first, or let her pull him up first.
After all, the feeling of hanging more than 20 meters in the air is really not very pleasant.
Haman hesitated and said nothing.
However, the little girl seemed to notice that he was uncomfortable, so she chuckled lightly and lifted him up with a lift of her arms.
Harman:!!!
Even if he loses weight due to hunger, he is still a middle-aged man weighing 140 to 50 pounds, and this girl just lifted him up with just one hand?!
He must have been hallucinating from hunger!
Harmanhawk was immersed in the shock of being lifted by one hand and could not extricate himself. Ruan Qi had already begun to observe the injuries on his body.
"Both arms and legs were twisted off, and I had to go without food for at least three or four days. Gee, Jiang Chunian and Demon Hawk are so cruel."
The little girl observed and thought casually. When Harmanhawk heard Demon's name, he immediately recovered from the shock.
"Who are you? Do you know Demon?" His expression was a little more wary.
Ruan Qi glanced at him and said in a soft voice: "Yeah, I know Demong. He is my enemy."
Enemy?
Harmanhawk was stunned, and his vigilant expression disappeared instantly.
However, he was still a little unsure. Just as he was about to ask a question, his throat suddenly felt itchy and he began to cough violently.
Harmanhawk had not eaten or drank for several days, and his throat was as dry as rust. Coupled with the violent cough, his throat was so uncomfortable that even physiological tears were forced out.
Seeing that he was out of breath due to coughing, Ruan Qi immediately took out a bottle of water from his bag.
Harmanhawk's eyes turned green when he saw the water. Regardless of the pain of his broken arm, he grabbed the water, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth.
Then……
The bottle cap is not unscrewed.
After being hungry for several days, Harmanhawk was able to climb from the attic to the balcony railing. His strength had long been exhausted, and with the pain in his arms, it was difficult to even breathe, let alone twist the bottle cap.
Harmanhawk looked desperately at the bottle of water that couldn't unscrew the lid, just like a pervert who saw a beautiful woman on the bed but couldn't take off her clothes.
I was so anxious that I almost cried.
At this moment, a thin, white and beautiful hand reached out and took the water bottle from his hand.
Ruan Qi grabbed the water bottle and with a slight push, the cap unscrewed.
Harmanhawk's eyes glowed with hope.
Ruan Qi handed the water bottle to his mouth: "Drink."
Harmanhawk's eyes filled with excitement, and he drank 500 ml of mineral water from the water bottle in one gulp.
After he finished drinking, he regained some strength, raised his hand and wiped it on his mouth with difficulty, and asked Ruan Qi with burning eyes: "Do you have anything to eat?"
Ruan Qi: "..."
This young master has quite a lot of demands.
The little girl wordlessly took out two Snickers bars from her backpack.
Harmanhawk didn't care about elegance at this time, and wolfed down the two Snickers bars with Ruan Qi's hand.
When he finished eating and drank enough, he finally took a breath and collapsed on the ground.
"It feels so good to be alive, thank God!"
Ruan Qi sat cross-legged next to him and said in a faint tone, "Mr. Haman, isn't it me who you should be grateful for?"
"..." Harmanhawk was choked by the question, and awkwardly changed the subject, "Miss, I don't know your name yet. Also, how could you have enmity with Demon?"
"You don't need to know my name. The reason why I have a grudge against Demong is because I have a grudge against the people behind him." Ruan Qi tore open a candy bar, pulled off the mask and threw it into her mouth, and asked Haman, "What are you doing?"
Imprisoned here? What happened to the Hawke family? Did Demon break your arms and legs? "
Mentioning these things, the smile on Harmanhawk's face disappeared.
The masseter muscle on his cheek twitched a few times, and he said in a cold voice: "My father gave up on me. Demong got to know a very powerful person, and his father took a fancy to that person's ability and wanted to take him for his own use.
And the only condition for that person to agree to cooperate with my father was to make Demong his heir. So, my father gave up on me."
Ruan Qi didn't expect that there was such a story between Old Hawke and Haman, and couldn't help but be a little confused.
Wasn't Old Hawke mentally controlled by Jiang Chunian?
So the decision to give up Harman, was it Jiang Chunian who asked Old Hawke to make it, or was it a choice made by Old Hawke before he was manipulated?
"Mr. Harman, how long have you been locked up here?"
"Six days." Harmanhawk gritted his teeth. "Six days ago, my father told me that in order for the family to get strong support, the successor might be Demon. He told me not to worry, saying that even if Demon was
As the heir, I will have no place in the family. But I didn’t expect that that night he changed his mind and had me imprisoned in the tower!"
Hearing this, Ruan Qi vaguely guessed the truth of the matter.
When Old Hawke said these words to Haman, he probably had not yet been manipulated by Jiang Chunian. Therefore, he still harbored a trace of fatherly love and wanted to leave a place for Haman in the family.
But Old Hawk didn't expect that he would be mentally controlled by Jiang Chunian that night.
That's why Harman Hawke was imprisoned in the tower that night and had his arms and legs broken.
To put it this way, old Hawke is really a reward for this world.
For the benefit of the family, he gave up his eldest son and chose his third son. Who knew that the third son was so ambitious that he not only refused to listen to him, but also allowed Jiang Chunian to control him.
It’s really a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant.
It's just pitiful for Harman Hawke, who somehow became cannon fodder and was imprisoned here and almost starved to death.
Ruan Qi sighed in her heart, then thought about it and told Harmanhawk everything she knew.
When Harmanhawk heard that his father was being manipulated, he was shocked.
"You mean, my father became a slave of the devil?!"
"..." Ruan Qi felt that the eldest young master's writing skills were really profound. Isn't that beast Jiang Chunian the devil?
She nodded and said, "Yes. Your father is now controlled by Mr. Jiang, like a puppet, letting anyone do whatever he wants."
"Oh my God! This is such a sad story!" Harmanhawk sighed without any sincerity, and then beeped in a low voice, "I wish I could see this scene with my own eyes."
Ruan Qi: "..."
The relationship between father and son in your family is all made of plastic, right?
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