Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 55 Transfer Students

The hand hanging by the side tightened slightly, and the terrified aura around him rose instantly, and a bloodthirsty coldness flashed across the dark eyes.

Those who touch his bottom line will die.

An Ran and Fu Junhuang went back to the old house of Fu's family in Mr. Fu's car. Along the way, Fu Junhuang's complexion became tense.

Mr. Fu's expression didn't look too good. In this imperial capital, right under his nose, this person directly bullied him and the Fu family bullied him to the top. How could he just sit back and watch?
"Old man, don't worry about this matter, we can solve it." An Ran gently took Old Man Fu's hand and comforted him.

Mr. Fu paused slightly in his heart, and then he laughed, "You can settle your affairs by yourself, and you still want my old man to come forward?"

An Ran smiled, but the smile on the corner of his lips made Mr. Fu cough very uncomfortable, and looked away.

Now this girl is really becoming more and more like the little fox that old man Gu said, and nothing can escape her eyes.

That's all, now that he's old too, let the young ones do it.

Night is an existence that can hide all evil.

Within Wu's Amnesty, a piercing cry of pain came piercingly.

"I don't know! I don't really know—"

"Kill me—kill me!"

"what--"

I saw a man hanging upside down in the air. His whole body was bloody and bloody, but his face was unharmed. Looking closer, it was the same man who was shot dead in the shopping mall in the afternoon. A companion who sings together!
At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to shout, and the pain in his body made him unable to fall asleep.

He couldn't figure out why he wasn't sent to the police station, but was taken to this place that was more terrifying than hell.

There was a sound of air not being squeezed.

An Ran, dressed in black, walked in with a condensed expression, followed by Leng Hao, who was expressionless.

The strong men who were still torturing the man suddenly stopped all their movements when they saw An Ran. They bent down respectfully towards An Ran, with respectful and fanatical expressions.

"My lord." The voices were in unison.

An Ran waved her hand, "Did you say it?"

"No. This person's mouth is very hard." Feng Liang's voice sounded faintly, "This person has no family, so I can't find his weakness for the time being."

"Oh?" An Ran hooked the corners of her lips, "Is there no weakness? It's easy to handle, just spend it until your mouth softens." Her favorite is a tough guy, a man who softens as soon as the whip is pulled off, interrogation Get up, but it's boring.

"I...I don't know...I really don't know what you are asking...I just...just follow Wu Daqian, I don't know anything, I really don't know anything..." The man's weak voice was intermittent sounded.

"It's okay, you don't know now, you will remember sooner or later." An Ran sat down directly on the chair Leng Hao prepared for her, "I have plenty of time."

Leng Hao looked at the man with a very cold gaze. He had just returned from the United States, and when he learned that the monarch was hijacked and almost had an accident this afternoon, his expression suddenly changed.

The hanging man in front of him is one of the accomplices, right?How could he let him leave this world so easily?In any case, he hadn't let him enjoy the ultimate pain in the world yet.

Leng Hao took the whip from the strong man's hand, and he walked up to the man, looking down at him with a strong murderous intent deep in his eyes.

"Atonement." After the voice fell, the long leather whip was thrown out suddenly, and a crisp sound of whipping came to people's ears.

Leng Hao is a master at using whips.

As long as he wants to make you feel a little bit of pain, you will feel a little bit of pain, and will not make you feel any more pain, nor will it be any less. When he wants you to die, you will never Die 1 minute early.

"Ah—" The painful cry resounded throughout the interrogation room.

The sound of whipping continued to sound in the room, and the man's painful cries had become hoarse.

"I don't know, I really don't know, I beg you, kill me, kill me."

"How could it be so easy for you to die?" Leng Hao's icy voice just fell, and a whipping sound continued.

An Ran has been sitting on the chair indifferently, sliding her mobile phone unconsciously with her hand. Occasionally, a text message will be transmitted on the mobile phone, which is sent by Fu Junhuang. It is a very simple question, just asking if her matter has been dealt with. .

The corners of An Ran's lips curled into a curve, and she glanced at the man who was already humming, typed a few words, and sent it directly.

Soon.Miss you.

An Ran raised her eyebrows, she looked at her mobile phone, this time the text message came much slower than the previous two times, at least it hasn't come yet.

Just as An Ran was about to put down the phone, the text message rang again.

Cut apart is also a very simple word.

Miss you.

Fu Junhuang's dull face suddenly appeared in An Ran's mind, and his cold heart softened a little bit.

Come to think of it, the roots of his ears are completely red now, right?
At this time, the man standing in front of the French window was holding a cell phone that was still on, and his eyes fell on the text message in a daze. The simple four words made his whole heart restless for a long time.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, and his soft, watery eyes were reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She was thinking about him.

"Tell me, who is the person behind you." Leng Hao asked the same question over and over again.

"...I don't know..." The man's voice was already too low to be heard, extremely weak.

The sound of the whip continued to fall on the man's body, and occasionally the smell of scalded meat could be heard in the interrogation room.

The man who was still squinting his eyes suddenly opened them. Those eyes that were not calm at first were full of bloodshot eyes and a look of pain. He opened his mouth but couldn't make the slightest sound.

"Tell me, who is the person behind you." Leng Hao took the soldering iron away from his body, and continued to ask dryly.

"I...I...said, I don't know his specific name, I only heard...I heard Wu Da called him Jay Chou..."

An Ran raised her eyebrows, Jay Chou?
Zhou Xinguo?
Oh, this is really a fresh character.

Wen Huixin's hijacking of customers in the shopping mall continued to appear in major news reports, and it ranked among the top three in Internet searches.

In the dark room, only a faint light flickered on the TV screen.

A figure curled up on the sofa, his eyes fell on the blank face on the screen, and the sound of depressing suction sounded in the room only with the sound from the TV.

(End of this chapter)