"Don't you understand? I didn't see you not understanding when you were in the top position." Chen Xi's words were blunt and harsh, "Do you think you can save your life if you get involved with Lord Yan?"
Zhan Wuyou frowned and sat up from the bed, staring at Chen Zhe with watery eyes.
"What?" Chen blamed sarcastically, "Are you angry? People like you still get angry? Back then when you knelt down and begged to come in to make amends..."
"Please be respectful." Zhan Wuyou's voice was a little hoarse, the high fever made his throat thirsty all the time.
"Respect?" Chen Zhi seemed to have heard a big joke, looked Zhan Wuyou up and down a few times, and then snorted, "For you?"
"Well, to me." Zhan Wuyou started to grab Su Xiaoyan's role.
He leaned weakly on the pillow, blinking his eyes sparkling with high fever, and said in a hoarse voice, "Although I am here to make amends, I am also a human being, and I have dignity. You can't bully me like this." I."
This soft tone really has a bit of Su Xiaoyan's breath.
It's a pity that Chen Chen hated a person who hurt his goddess from the bottom of his heart, looking at him was like looking at a bedbug.
"You, a little thing thrown out by the Yan family, are also worthy of talking about the word 'dignity'?"
"I know, it was my fault for hurting Miss Su." He shrank back seemingly weakly, but in fact, every word he said quickly and ruthlessly poked Chen Zhi's fire, "I don't know what's going on, I At that time, it was not fast. Really, I didn’t know that Ms. Su would be so serious. I went to the scene to see it several times, but I didn’t see any blood. I thought Ms. Su was not serious... "
Chen Zhe was so angry that his face was grim. Who gets hit and will be fine
No blood? Does this person think that blood must be seen to be serious
His eyes staring at Zhan Wuyou gradually turned sinister, like a scorpion wagging its poisonous tail.
"I can also prevent you from seeing any blood, and I will send you down to meet Hades!"
This person's Achilles' heel is the same as in his previous life, there has always been only one Su Xiaoyan. Zhan Wuyou watched Chen Zhi walk towards him with satisfaction, and the joints of his whole body began to prepare secretly.
When he was in the special area, he was handpicked by Ruan Baichun to learn the skill of shrinking bones.
This thing suffers!
Every day, you have to take off every joint of your body, and then put them back together...until you make it as normal as breathing, you're done.
Zhan Wuyou has practiced for more than ten years, and every joint is as slippery as oil. Naturally, there are also sequelae. His bones are more fragile than ordinary people, and his body is thinner than ordinary people. If he meets someone with stronger strength than him, he will easily suffer.
Chen Zhi is 180 in height and 175 in weight. The whole person is strong and strong like a brown bear.
"Remember your identity, you came to Yan's house to make amends; lying in the guest room is not an eye-catching thing like you." He wrinkled in disgust as if he was about to pick up some disgusting trash Eyebrow, brute force raised Zhan Wuyou, "Get up!"
Zhan Wuyou followed his movements and got up, but shouted in panic, "What are you doing? Let go, let me go." From the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at the small alarm clock on the table, and the joints on his arms gently twitched. slip.
"Shut up!" Chen Li didn't notice anything was wrong, and was about to give him a little bit of trouble when he felt like a fish slipped from his palm.
When he turned his head, he was already clutching his arm and trembling on the ground.
"My hand... hurts so much..." Zhan Wuyou was covered in cold sweat, and his whole arm drooped limply by his side. He stared at Chen Zhe in fear, hugged his dislocated right hand and began to sob softly.
Chen Zhi was stunned for two seconds, never expecting that such a blow could break this man's hand.
·
"What's going on?" Yan Qing appeared at the door with a cold face as if pinching time.
Inside the room, Zhan Wuyou hugged his limp arms and sobbed softly, while Chen Zhi frowned and looked at him coldly.
Yan Qing was not a good-tempered person, neither of them answered him, so he directly picked the most healthy Chen Xi to attack.
He stepped forward and kicked Chen Zhi's knee.
Chen Che was kicked so fiercely that he knelt down on one knee, making a loud knock. "Yan Ye."
Zhan Wuyou seemed to be frightened by Yan Qing's sudden turning of his face, he raised his tear-stained face pitifully, and looked at him nervously.
Yan Qing stared at Chen Li without warmth.
Even though he believed that Lord Yan would not really hurt himself because of this kind of gadget, but being stared at by him like this, Chen Chen only felt that the hairs on his back stood upside down.
"Me, I was joking with him."
"Joke?" These two words were rolled over by his lips and tongue, and when he spit them out again, they were both terribly cold.
Chen Li didn't dare to confront Yan Qing, so he could only admit his mistake, "Master Yan, this is my fault. Xiaoyan was hit by him and is still lying in the hospital. I was also angry for a while..."
"He bumped into someone, so punishment is inevitable." Yan Qing walked slowly to Zhan Wuyou, and she didn't know whether to tell him or Chen Xi, "But the Yan family doesn't have the practice of lynching."
Chen Chen Nuonuo said yes, "I know I was wrong, Lord Yan."
"Zhan Wuyou's punishment, I will do it myself." Yan Qing said as she bent down and picked him up from the ground.
When Zhan Wuyou was pulled out of bed, he was only wearing light pajamas, and his whole body was already completely cold. Now being hugged by Yan Qing, the constant heat is transmitted from his lover, making him extremely comfortable. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would have sighed in comfort.
"As for you?" Yan Qing stared condescendingly at Chen Zhe who was still half kneeling on the ground, put her hand on his arm, and then pushed hard without warning!
There was a crisp sound of 'click'.
Chen Zhe's right hand was directly removed by Yan Qing with brute force.
He groaned in pain, his whole body limp on the ground, shivering with pain.
"After the arm is connected, go to the execution hall to receive the punishment." Lord Yan is worthy of the title of "Living Hades", and he is merciless to his own people. When passing by, he never forgets to add, "If you attack ordinary people, you Really capable."
This mocking tone made Zhan Wuyou feel refreshed.
·
Zhan Wuyou was thrown back to his bed by Yan Qing.
Yan Qing's bed uses imported rubber cushions, which are soft and comfortable. It doesn't hurt even being thrown around by him. But that doesn't make sense right now.
His hands were all 'taken off' by Chen Yu, no matter how bastard Yan Qing was, she wouldn't be so indifferent.
Zhan Wuyou's small radar was fully activated.
He clutched his limp right hand, raised his red eyes and looked at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing sat on the sofa, holding a cigar in her hand.
He took the cigar cutter slowly and removed the tip.
With a 'click' sound, the blue flame ignited, and Yan Qing slowly twirled the cigar until every part of the cigar head was burned evenly, then put it between her lips and took a puff.
Looking at Zhan Wuyou with the dense smoke, "You are quite clever."
Zhan Wuyou shrank his neck like a quail, and didn't answer.
Yan Qing took out a mobile phone from her pocket and threw it on the bed, "There's a timer set, huh?"
[The author has something to say]: Wuyou (with a deep face): There are so many coincidences in the world, and the so-called coincidences are not all encounters after someone exhausted their efforts.
Yan Qing: Is that why you secretly stuffed your phone in my pocket