Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 16 Whoever Hurts Others Must Die!

Chapter 16 Whoever Hurts Others Must Die!

"I'll make you pay, you—"

Snapped!
A slap slapped fiercely on Long San's face who was still clamoring.

Lan Ruoxi twisted her wrist, and looked at Long San with a displeased face, "I won't give you any color, don't you fucking know that you are being tied up by me now? Let us pay the price? That's okay Let's see if you can walk out of that door!" Originally, he wanted to tease her cold-faced wife, shouting fart!
Leng Hao was already used to Lan Ruoxi's convulsions, his face remained motionless, and he stood upright at the door, waiting for their young lady to arrive.

If at this time, Long San still doesn't know that he is being hunted by the enemy, he is not Long San.

There was a sound of an elevator, and then there was a sound of footsteps. There seemed to be a lot of people coming. Lan Ruoxi, who was originally standing in front of Long San, walked quickly to Leng Hao, tidied up the clothes she had changed, and respectfully Standing at the door, waiting for someone to enter.

Long San thought, he must have offended some important person, there is no other family in the imperial capital except the Fu family.But the Fu family was not involved in the underworld, he knew this clearly, and he dared to return to the imperial capital after six years.

He kept staring at the door, but when he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walking in leisurely, he couldn't remember who this person was for a moment.

"Monarch!" Lan Ruoxi and Leng Hao bowed their heads at the same time, respectfully.

It was An Ran who came, she waved her hand, and then her cold eyes shot directly at Long San's body, with a cold smile on her lips, like a voice from hell, slowly in this quiet place A voice came from the room where people were breathing: "Long San, do you still remember me?"

Long San stared at An Ran for a long time, but there was still no image of her in his mind.

"Miss, I, Long San..."

Snapped--!
The whip hit his face precisely, and in an instant, a bloodstain bloomed from his face.

Leng Hao withdrew his whip expressionlessly, staring straight ahead without moving.

Lan Ruoxi gave him a compliment in her heart, her wife is handsome.

"In front of the monarch, you should talk less nonsense, and you can't tell lies, otherwise, the whip won't kill you." Lan Ruoxi stood beside Leng Hao with her arms folded, looking serious.

I don't know whether Leng Hao did it on purpose or not, but the whip mark happened to be drawn on the original scar on Long San's face, and the blood flowed down his eyes, forcing his left eye to remain closed, while the other eye's It was fierce, but it became more and more obvious.

Either they kill him, or wait for him to go out, he can't kill these people!
"Ah... It seems that Brother Long, who is so forgetful, has forgotten little people like us."

The severe pain on his cheek made it difficult for Long San to speak, he really didn't have any impression of the girl in front of him.

An Ran hooked the corners of her lips, a hint of ruthlessness flashed through her eyes without the slightest warmth, she waved her hand slightly, and the people who had been waiting outside the door entered immediately, one of them was dragging a tray in his hand, on which was a knife and A glass bottle the size of a bowl.

Lan Ruoxi's eyes started to light up, she had never seen the monarch get so angry, she did it herself.

Leng Hao remained motionless the whole time, allowing the woman who had been standing beside him to shake his body back and forth, and when he looked sideways impatiently, he was taken aback for a moment.

Lan Ruoxi was overjoyed, it was the first time for her to see a second expression on Leng Hao's face, she smiled at him, "Why, have you been fascinated by your sister? You must know, your sister I'm..."

"The eyelashes fell off." Leng Hao unceremoniously interrupted Lan Ruoxi's narcissism, then pulled her hand away from his arm, stepped back, and still stood straight not far from An Ran The place.

"Damn it!" Lan Ruoxi raised a middle finger at Leng Hao.

Leng Hao completely pretended not to see it.

Regarding the matter between these two people, An Ran completely ignored them. She walked around Long San, looked at his distressed body, and a calm and unusual voice sounded slowly in the interrogation room: "Long San Three, since you have forgotten, let me help you remember."

Saying that, An Ran picked up the cold-lighted knife from the tray, and before Long San could react, a sharp pain came from his wrist!

His hands were tied behind the chair, he couldn't see the condition of his wrist, he could only feel the severe pain and the large amount of blood that kept pouring out of his body.

"It's done, can't we waste our brother Long San's blood?" An Ran walked back to Long San, still holding the small knife in his hand.

Leng Hao stuck the whip in his waist, then took a step ahead of Lan Ruoxi, picked up the big bottle from the tray, and put it behind Long San, pouring all his blood into the bottle.

The cold back of the knife was pressed against Long San's cheek, An Ran looked at him as far as possible from him, she paused every word: "Long San, do you remember this time? Huh?"

Long San was a little dizzy, but how could he not be familiar with what she did to him?He only used this method once, only for Fu Junhuang back then, so, this girl, this girl——

Long San suddenly raised his head, his red eyes were filled with shock, "You are that little girl!"

The back of the knife that had been on his cheek left, An Ran suddenly turned around, and then sat on the chair that had been prepared for her. The knife that was sharp as iron had been abandoned by her side, and she took it clean from Feng Liang's hand. After wiping his hand casually with a handkerchief, that seemingly indifferent face seemed to have condensed a layer of frost.

"It seems that you have already remembered." An Ran smiled coldly, "I don't have much time, so tell me everything you know in the shortest possible time, otherwise, I won't guarantee that your son and your woman will be safe. Nothing." Before long, the emperor should wake up.

Long San, who had lost too much blood, was extremely dizzy, and after hearing An Ran's words, his mind suddenly became chaotic.

"No... Impossible..." He had sent his wife and children abroad a long time ago, and it was impossible for her to find them. She was just trying to trick him.

"Little Four." An Ran said indifferently.

Leng Hao took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and then pressed the release button, there was just a ring, and there was an immature child's voice: "Dad, when are you coming to pick us up? The uncle here said, come back and pick us up."

"Xiaoyu, I..." Before he could finish speaking, Leng Hao decisively hung up his phone.

(End of this chapter)

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