Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 108 Touched her hand, he will not forgive

Ruan Shiyan's words were extremely forceful, as if she had already taken advantage of Song Zehan last night.

Well, as if it was someone else who cried and begged for mercy last night.

Among other things, Xiao Xing is quite familiar with Ruan Shiyan's physical strength in the past two years.

Then compare it with Song Zehan's...

The desire to survive was causing trouble, Xiao Xing still chose to see through but not to reveal.

"Cough... Master Yan is mighty, Master Yan is domineering, Master Yan is right. Come on, Master Yan, first do yourself a favor and have breakfast to restore your strength."

How could Ruan Shiyan not be able to hear Xiao Xing's yin and yang vigor, so she decisively rolled her eyes.

Still, hunger got the better of her, and she decided to fill her stomach first.

"By the way, how is the investigation of Uncle Xiao's case going?"

Her assistant is a bit incompetent these days.

"Ham, I was just about to tell you that there is progress over there, and Lao Xiao is also asking me to find you. After dinner, we will go to the office."

Hearing this, Ruan Shiyan immediately regained her spirits.

"Give me 5 minutes!"

……

As soon as the regular meeting ended, Song Zehan left the company by car.

Fu Disheng drove all the way to the suburbs, and after more than half an hour, he stopped in front of an unfinished building.

He got out of the car first and opened the rear door.

"Master Han, we're here."

Song Zehan looked away from the files on the screen, looked out of the car, and got out of the car expressionlessly.

"What about people?"

"On the third floor, you come with me."

Fu Disheng took Song Zehan up with ease. Before he reached the third floor, the scumbag's painful moans came over.

Song Zehan frowned.

"Too noisy."

"Yes, I understand!"

Fu Disheng immediately ran to the third floor, took a rag from the tool rack, and stuffed it into the scumbag's mouth.

Then followed a warning look.

"If you dare to make a sound again, I will chop off your tongue and cook vegetables, and then I will feed you to eat it myself."

Scumbag: "..."

The scumbag wanted to resist at first, but before he could respond, he felt that he was firmly locked on by a cold and sharp gaze.

As soon as he turned his head, his whole face turned pale with fright.

It was Song Zehan who came.

If Song Zehan acquiesced to this threat, it really wasn't just talk.

But when he thought that Song Zehan's weakness was still in his hands, he immediately stiffened up again, raised his chin, braced himself, and met Song Zehan's gaze with a fearless posture.

With a cold face, Song Ze walked to the tool rack amidst the greetings of the bodyguards, picked up a pair of special pliers, and then came to the scumbag.

He stared at the scumbag's eyes, his long and narrow pupils narrowed slightly, overflowing with a dangerous light.

A few seconds later, without even saying a word, he pressed the scumbag's palm firmly on the armrest with one hand, and directly pulled out the scumbag's thumbnail with pliers.

He didn't change his face and showed no mercy.

The screams clearly reached Song Zehan's ears through the rag.

He frowned, and pulled out two in a row without looking at them.

This is the hand that touched Ruan Shiyan.

Of course he won't let it go easily.

The scumbag's eyes widened in pain, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

But in the blink of an eye, he slowly closed his eyes again, and lowered his head forward.

Like fainting from excessive pain.

Song Zehan casually threw the pliers at Fu Disheng, grabbed the scumbag by the hair, pulled the scumbag's entire head back, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Come here, fan me until I wake up."

The bodyguard immediately stepped forward, but before he could make a move, the scumbag who couldn't pretend anymore opened his eyes.

"Uuuuuu-"

Song Zehan lowered his head and looked at the scumbag with undisguised disgust on his face.

"I'll give you three seconds to say the name of the messenger behind the scenes, otherwise, I will make the rest of your life—life would be worse than death."

(End of this chapter)