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Chapter 292 Young Marshal He Is Not Easy To Mess With (6)

After taking a comfortable bath, Xi Ning took out a high-quality shirt from Shen Rongzhan's closet and put it on casually, barely covering his thighs.

Knocking on the wooden door with hollow patterns, Xi Ning leaned against the door with arms folded, and lazily greeted the little maid waiting outside the door.

"I've finished washing, please come in and tidy up."

The door opened, and the little maids filed in again. A group of people drained the water from the tub in an orderly manner. Their eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and their eyes didn't shift in the slightest. They didn't dare to glance at Xi Ning.

Xi Ning sighed uninterestedly, as expected of someone who can serve under Shen Rongzhan for so long, he is as dull as a robot.

When they were about to tidy up and were about to leave the room, Xi Ning stopped the last maid.

The little maid stood there with her head down, waiting for her order.

Xi Ning raised his eyebrows, and the gangster's aura of a gangster jumped on his brows, and he smiled at the corner of his lips, like a cynical little gangster.

"Your manager just arranged for me to occupy the young marshal's bed. Aren't you afraid that the young marshal will get angry when he comes back?"

The little maid patiently explained: "Young Marshal told Mr. Zhao earlier that if a girl comes into the house, he will directly arrange for you to live in his yard."

Shen Rongzhan, the old fox, really had a premeditated plan.

The smile on Xi Ning's lips deepened.

"I see, you go down."

After sending the little maid away, Xi Ning closed the door and sat down on the round stool, habitually wanting to cross his legs, but considering her clothes, he decided to give up.

Under the dark night, some people can't sleep because of their active mind, and some people are interrogating prisoners leisurely in the dark and damp dungeon.

The strong smell of blood permeated every corner of the dungeon, and the cold instruments of torture were hung on one wall.

On the cross, a man was tortured till he was dripping with blood, his head drooped feebly, the curve of his chest undulating was almost negligible, and he hovered on the verge of death like a gossamer.

At a distance of four or five meters, there is a carved armchair.

Sitting on the armchair was a handsome and noble man. He was wearing black leather gloves, and his slender fingers were casually supporting his full white forehead. His fine black hair covered the delicate brow bone, and under the well-defined eye feathers , Lanshan's peach blossom eyes are full of smiles, and the light is dim, making it hard to see his true emotions.

Xue Wenchao stood at the left rear of the armchair with his hands behind his back, with a serious and serious expression, meticulous.

Qi Shen, who was leaning on the simple table, yawned three times for tonight's No.20. He regretted coming here. If he had known that after seeing Miss Wen San, he should have gone home and slept. There was no need to beg for nothing and stay up late Shen Rongzhan went crazy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glanced at the stubble on the cross again. After tossing all night, he didn't say a word. His bones were so hard that he was worthy of being the second in command of Heifengshan.

but……

Qi Shen glanced at Shen Rongzhan cautiously, seeing the smile on his face that didn't decrease but increased, he trembled cautiously, and the cold sweat trickled down from the corner of his forehead.

No matter how hard the bones are, what's the use!Who made him so short-sighted that he insisted on snatching women from the Living Hades!It's too long!
The guard in charge of the execution grabbed the whip and walked up to the unpredictable young marshal, straightened his back unconsciously, and unconsciously raised his voice when reporting the situation, as if to cheer himself up.

"Report to the young marshal, the forty lashes have been beaten."

Shen Rongzhan raised his hand lightly, signaling him to back down.

The guard took the whip and walked to the back to stand, away from the young marshal's gaze, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he relaxed, he found that his back was wet.

The eyelids of the man whose limbs were chained by iron chains moved, his hair mixed with sweat and blood was stuck sticky to his cheeks, covering his sight, his head was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, and his strong willpower forced him not to stay in this place. Time to be timid.

Struggling to lift his neck, but as soon as he exerted force, the wounds all over his body would be torn, the pain made his scalp numb, and he couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

Taking a panoramic view of the opponent's ridiculous struggle, Shen Rongzhan hooked the corners of his lips, and a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down appeared on the corners of his lips.It was clearly a very seductive smile, but without any warmth.

Qi Shen's back felt cold, Xue Wenchao looked straight ahead, his fingers twitched slightly.

Shen Rongzhan has such a deterrent power, just a simple look, an expression, and a movement can make everyone feel oppressed, suffocated, and fear from the depths of their souls.

Qi Shen grabbed the corner of the table, out of the corner of his eye he caught the excitement in Shen Rongzhan's eyes, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

In order to avoid more bloody things from happening, Qi Shen stopped the loss in time and persuaded: "Shen Rongzhan, let's stop here today, the future will be long, you don't want him to die too happily, do you?"

The emotion in Shen Rongzhan's eyes subsided a bit, and calm and restraint regained the dominant position, as if the animal trainer had restrained the beast that was about to be released again in a cage, only letting it show its elegant and harmless side.

"Lock him up and find someone to watch him 24 hours a day. He can't be allowed to die." Shen Rongzhan straightened his cuffs, got up and walked out while explaining to Xue Wenchao in a deep voice.

Xue Wenchao responded calmly, stood in front of the dungeon door, and watched Qi Shen and Shen Rongzhan get into the car.

The bright and bright moonlight shrouded every corner of Nancheng, the silent streets had no light, and unknown crises were hidden deep in the dark lanes.

The dim moonlight fell into the car through the window, bringing a blurred halo to the dark rear seat.

Qi Shen leaned on the car seat drowsily, and slipped forward bit by bit.

The car drove across a flat road and turned into a bluestone road. The bumps and bumps of the raised stones made the car's bumps aggravated. Qi Shen slammed into the window glass, his forehead was red, and his drowsiness disappeared due to the pain. clean.

He rubbed his forehead, and wanted to complain to the driver with sleepy eyes, but he caught a glimpse of the environment outside the car from the corner of his eye, and his complaints suddenly turned into doubts.

"Isn't this the way back to the Young Marshal's Mansion?" He turned around and looked at the back seat, his half-closed eyes suddenly widened.

The back seat is empty!
Qi Shen's heart was half cold, and he looked at the driver driving beside him in astonishment.

"Where's your young commander?" His voice trembled a little, as if he was afraid that he would be decapitated in a stolen car.

The guard in the driver's seat silently rolled his eyes, feeling dumbfounded at the rich brain power of the young marshal Qi.

"Young Marshal said that there are distinguished guests at home tonight, so he won't stay with you. Let me take you to the Spring Breeze Hotel for a night's rest, and send you back to Beicheng tomorrow."

Qi Shen settled down and calmed down a bit.

After thinking clearly about Shen Rongzhan's thoughts, he couldn't help but greet Shen Rongzhan's family in his heart.

Ma De, can't you just tell him!

If you have to come out so mysteriously, wouldn't you be afraid to scare him to death?

After being emotionally frustrated, Shen Rongzhan really became more and more inhumane!

Qi Shen pinched the bridge of his nose, and asked angrily, "When did your young master get off the car?"

"After you are asleep."

"..."

(End of this chapter)