Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Chapter 462 Open the skylight wider

Song Yunuan didn't seem to see the scene around her or the people surrounding Shangguan Heng.

She looked at it calmly.

First, he saw several bodyguards staring at Xia Xindong maliciously.

Then I saw their hidden gaze.

After Xumi, his eyes fell on the face of Shangguan Heng, whose face was as sinking as water, and finally he looked at a door in front of him.

The door was open and there was no light, so it was difficult to see what was inside.

But this is where my uncle grew up.

Xia Bowen was actually beating a drum in his heart.

This place is different from the ground. It feels like an underground world.

It’s here, it’s here, what else can you do?
At the last moment, I had to save Xiao Nuan even if I had to die, after all, she was a little girl.

The bodyguard captain received a notice from the chairman, telling him to act according to the situation.

What do you mean?
Just these three people, three generations old, middle and young, still act according to their own needs. Wouldn't it be possible for them to be wiped out in a matter of minutes with just one order?

If you can take them down with one finger with your eyes closed, why call in thirty bodyguards?

In fact, Xia Xindong was not calm at all. It couldn't be said that his heart was in turmoil, but he didn't feel comfortable either.

It seemed that something was locked in his heart, and at this moment Crazy Du Feng roared and wanted to run out.

It's just too painful here.

Although he has become numb, the memory of a five-year-old child makes this place dark.

He glanced at Xiao Nuan, but he was not afraid, because he had something in his hand that Shangguan Heng had dreamed of.

With this, Shangguan Heng didn't dare to do anything to her.

Moreover, Uncle Liu and Mr. Gu also knew about their trip.

Besides, Xiaonuan had discussed with him in advance that tonight would be just to vent his anger and let blood flow, and nothing else.

At this time, Shangguan Heng was eager to try.

Just now, my heart was full of resentment, but now that I was on my own territory, I had other thoughts.

He looked at Song Yunuan, who looked calm, and then looked at the other two people. Their expressions were all calm, and he couldn't tell what they were thinking.

Do you want them all to die here?
But at this moment, Song Yunuan, who was standing ten steps away, suddenly came to him in a few steps, as if she didn't even have time to breathe.

It was so fast that Shangguan Heng didn't even have time to take a step back.

Shangguan Heng felt like he couldn't breathe smoothly.

In such an environment, he really looks like a ghost.

Song Yunuan blinked her big, watery eyes in confusion: "Chairman Shangguan, we are just here for a visit, and so many of your bodyguards can't get in. Why are they all surrounding you? Do you have other ideas?"

Song Yunuan looked calm and calm, seemingly unaware of the dangers coming from all around.

Just when Shangguan Heng was about to speak, Song Yunuan's voice was faint: "Chairman Shangguan, what are you thinking about?"

Shangguan Heng hurriedly signaled the bodyguard captain to retreat with the bodyguards.

I don’t dare to gamble, I still don’t dare to gamble.

His face was ugly, and he took several deep breaths before calming down.

Xia Xindong had already opened the door and entered.

Song Yunuan then followed.

Xia Xindong turned on the lights, and Song Yu could see the room clearly.

There is such a scene in the plot scenes that trigger it, but it is even more shocking when seen live.

The cement walls are mottled, and an iron bed is placed in the center of the room. There are no windows around it, and there is only a small skylight on the roof. Xia Bowen clenched his hands tightly. This place was worse than a prison, it was like hell.

Song Yunuan's eyes turned cold.

She didn't come just to visit.

She turned around and looked at Shangguan Heng with a smile: "Chairman Shangguan, the conditions here are really good. My uncle has lived here for thirty years, how can I thank you?"

Shangguan Heng stepped back unconsciously.

The bodyguards surrounded him.

Song Yunuan did not move, turned to look at Xia Xindong, and said seriously: "Uncle, you are now working to make money. It's time to repay Chairman Shangguan Heng for raising you here through all the hard work."

Xia Bowen gritted his teeth.

He didn't move, waiting for Xiao Nuan and Xia Xindong's next move.

These two people should have discussed this in advance.

Xia Xindong nodded in agreement: "Xiao Nuan is right, you should thank Chairman Shangguan."

Xia Xindong walked forward as he spoke. Shangguan Heng stepped back in fright, and the bodyguards blocked the door.

Suddenly the crowd was filled with water.

Xia Xindong paused and stared at the old man Shangguan Heng with a sinister gaze.

Song Yu stomped on the heater: "The ventilation in this room is not good. If you block the door like this, the air will become dirty. Oops, I can't breathe smoothly."

Song Yunuan pointed at Shangguan Heng and said angrily: "I can't even breathe before I leave the gate."

As he spoke, he took two steps towards Shangguan Heng's position at normal speed.

Shangguan Heng was so frightened that he stepped back again, but did not leave the door.

Song Yunuan's eyes widened: "Chairman Shangguan, you are so evil-hearted. Do you want to suffocate the three of us to death here? Oh, I'm so angry. Why do you always like to force each other?" Do I do things I don’t like to do?”

Song Yunuan turned around and walked towards the iron bed, kicked over the rusty iron bed, then took out a pair of gloves from her bag and explained to Xia Xindong: "This bed is full of rust and will stain me." Hand."

Xia Xindong: "Can I help you?"

Song Yunuan shook his head: "No, please step back. Don't worry, Chairman Shangguan's conspiracy will not succeed. We won't be suffocated to death. Fresh air will come in soon."

Shangguan Heng stood at the door, really surprised.

What is Song Yunuan going to do?
What does it mean to have fresh air come in for a while?
The next moment, under Shangguan Heng's horrified gaze, Song Yunuan easily dismantled the iron bed and twisted the two triangular iron frames together as if twisting a twist.

Then, Song Yunuan went to poke the small window on the ceiling.

This is underground, but not very deep underground.

It is not far from the ground, otherwise there would not be a beam of sunlight coming in during the day.

With a roar, the crackling cement bricks fell down.

Song Yunuan came again, and a faint light shone from the ceiling.

The moon is very full today, but the air looks gray, but there is a rush of heat in the room.

The hole wasn't very big, but it was twice as big as before.

Song Yunuan was very satisfied. She turned back to look at Shangguan Heng and smiled sinisterly: "It's better this time. I can't hold it in anymore. Fresh air has come in."

The bodyguards thought they were hallucinating.

As long as you see it, everyone is full of disbelief.

Is this a dream?

How could anyone have such strength to dismantle an iron bed with bare hands?
Then he pierced the thick roof with his bare hands.

Is this fake?
The next moment, Song Yunuan reached towards the door with a long iron rod and accurately pulled Shangguan Heng out of the crowd.

Then he swept into the house easily.