The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

As the words fell, the room suddenly fell into silence.

The middle-aged man looked at his dying and scarred son in disbelief. His words reminded him of things he didn't want to remember.

The hand holding the whip was shaking.

"You, shut up!"

The whip was carried by the wind and fell on the man's chest, and a dazzling blood mark suddenly appeared.

Shen Que couldn't even find a good piece of meat on his body.

When the pain passed, Shen Que looked directly into the man's eyes again, his tone weak but still cold.

"Why, you forgot without reminding you? My name is Shen Que, I am not a substitute for your precious son! My name is Shen Que, you heard me clearly! You..."

"Shut up!"

Shen Gaojie suddenly became angry with embarrassment and his eyes were scarlet.

My whole body was shaking, and I had a splitting headache.

The long scar from the corner of his right eye spread to his neck, looking particularly terrifying under the bright light.

Shen Que met his eyes without fear.

"Shen Muyan! Your name is Shen Muyan! Shen Que has died a long time ago!"

The middle-aged man roared, spitting.

At this time, he didn't care whether Shen Zhen would be beaten to death by him, he waved the whip as if he was mad.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the dull sound of the whip hitting the flesh.

Shen Que was extremely weak.

With his vision blurred, he seemed to be hallucinating.

He saw that the window facing him was kicked open from the outside, and the glass shattered to the ground. A cold wind rushed in, and then the woman's thin figure stood firmly in the room.

Her back was turned to the light, and her face looked a bit dim.

But those eyes were chilling.

Meng Xingluan lowered his head and quickly untied the hemp rope wrapped around her slim waist. In his ears, Shen Gaojie asked with murderous intent: "Who are you? How did you get in? Tell me who is behind it and I will spare your life!" "

She sneered in response to the man.

Then Meng Xingluan's disdainful voice sounded, arrogant to the extreme.

"none of your business."

After that, he stopped talking nonsense with Shen Gaojie and took the lead directly.

Her attack was fierce and she showed no mercy.

Shen Gaojie narrowly escaped, suppressing the shock surging in his heart, holding a long whip and looking for an opportunity to throw it at Meng Xingluan.

Men are naturally not fuel-efficient lamps.

All attacks were aimed at Meng Xingluan's weak spot.

There was still dried blood on the long whip, and it was about to hit the woman's face. The pride in the man's eyes just appeared, and disappeared in the next second.

Meng Xingluan caught the soft whip firmly, and even wrapped it around his palm twice. Under Shen Gaojie's shocked eyes, Meng Xingluan easily pulled the weapon directly from his hand.

"You, you are simply presumptuous!"

Shen Gaojie was furious and extremely angry.

Meng Xingluan smiled disapprovingly, "Presumptuous? Shen Gaojie, are you talking so politely? It's really boring."

The whip was held in the woman's hand.

This was her first time using it, and she knew how to use it after a little research.

"Who are you? Why did our Shen family offend you..."

Before Shen Gaojie could finish speaking, the long whip was thrown directly at his shoulder.

The momentum and strength are even much higher than him.

Shen Gaojie did not escape and took the whip forcefully.

The cry of pain rang out, directly covering up the cry of "Senior Sister" from Shen Que behind him. '

There was a long hole in the clothes on Shen Gaojie's chest, stained with blood, which showed how hard Meng Xingluan had used the whip.

The man's facial features were grim with pain, and his murderous intent suddenly arose.

Based on his appearance, Meng Xingluan knew that he had many lives on his hands.

There are good guys and bad guys.

But in the final analysis, how can the hands of a gangster be clean?

Everyone is licking blood at the tip of a knife and jumping wildly on the edge of the law.

And the reason why they dare to be so rampant, is there no one behind them who can explain it?

Meng Xingluan didn't care about this.

She protects the calf.

Now that the kid has been beaten to the point of hanging on by a thread, she is still talking nonsense.

Which father beats his son like this?

Thinking of this, Meng Xingluan waved his whip faster and faster, and screams came one after another. Shen Gaojie had no power to fight back in Meng Xingluan's hands.

Meng Xingluan beating him was as easy as strangling an ant.

She is terrifyingly strong!

Shen Que watched the cruel and bloody scene in front of him silently, his cold heart began to loosen, and then a warm current surged into him.

Senior sister...

The man looked obsessed and murmured in a low voice.

The pain in his body seemed to have dissipated and he could no longer feel it. Meng Xingluan seemed to be the only one left in his world.

Her figure and the one in the memory gradually overlapped, and finally merged into one and became the same person.

before……

Meng Xingluan also saved him.

In terms of ability, Meng Xingluan rarely encounters opponents, and even if he tries his best, he can barely achieve a tie.

This was only possible when Meng Xingluan only used seven points of his strength.

"Stop fighting. As long as, as long as you stop now, I will not hold you responsible..."

Shen Gaojie was beaten until he rolled on the ground.

His whole body was covered with whip marks and bloodstains, and he looked very embarrassed.

Meng Xingluan, on the other hand, looked relaxed and disdainful.

The movements of his hands almost left an afterimage.

"Hold me accountable? Shen Gaojie, is this the time for you to say harsh words? How about you kneel down and call me daddy and I'll let you go?"

The extremely arrogant words crushed Shen Gaojie's self-esteem.

I thought of him as the dignified head of the Shen family, but I didn't expect that one day he would be beaten into a pug.

Who can bear this?

He can't bear it! But I can't beat Meng Xingluan...

Ah, ah, ah, where did the robber come from? Why has he never heard of such a number one person on the road? He almost looks more like a gang leader than him.

Shen Gaojie was so angry that he vomited blood.

The physical and mental torture almost made him unable to hold on.

Another whip fell, and Meng Xingluan gave him a breath before throwing away the whip.

There was a red mark on the woman's thin white palm, but she didn't care much. She kicked Shen Gaojie aside, who was blocking the road, and then came to the dying Shen Que.

"Sister..."

A hoarse and weak voice sounded.

Shen Que tried his best to look up at the woman standing in front of him.

From Meng Xingluan's angle, he could see Shen Que's handsome face, which was pale and stained with dried blood.

No matter how angry Shen Gaojie is, he still has a sense of proportion.

Knowing that Qin Keer loved this face, she avoided hitting Shen Que's face when he whipped her.

The emotions in Meng Xingluan's eyes were complicated.

She walked around the chair and began to untie the man. Looking at the bloody wounds, Meng Xingluan couldn't help but cursed, "You really are becoming more useless as you live."

Shen Que's skills are very powerful.

Meng Xingluan has experienced it personally.

How could he beat Shen Gaojie's three-legged cat skills?

It's really not Shen Que's personal style to be tied up and beaten. In the past, when he was in Bodhi Taoist Temple, he was bullied by ghosts and went to avenge himself in the middle of the night.

Not like now...

It's really an unknown fire that arises for no reason.

At the moment when the restraints were released, Shen Que felt weak all over. When he was about to fall to the ground, Meng Xingluan reached out and pulled him up in time.

With a muffled groan, Shen Que ran directly into the woman's arms.

In an instant, a fragrance unique to Meng Xingluan penetrated into his nostrils, and Shen Que's body suddenly became stiff.

I don't know where to put my hands.

Meng Xingluan didn't have anything else on his mind.

She said: "Can you walk by yourself? If not, I will support you. Bo Zili will meet us outside."

"Sister, I can do it."

Shen Que struggled to stand up by himself, but there were too many wounds on his body and he was powerless.

In the end, Meng Xingluan took one of his arms to help him up, "Lean on me."

Shen Que suppressed the emotions surging in his heart.

Lowering his eyes, "Okay."

The terrain in the Shen family villa was complicated, and Shen Queqiang kept up his energy to guide Meng Xingluan.

I didn't see anyone along the way.

Shen Que explained: "In order to teach me a lesson, Shen Gaojie sent everyone away."

Is it really that simple?

Meng Xingluan never let down his guard.

ten minutes later.

The two of them finally came outside, but before they could meet Bo Zili, they suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps.

Meng Xingluan and Shen Que secretly said something bad at the same time.

But it was too late to run.

In less than thirty seconds, people were surrounded inside and out.

Meng Xingluan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The peach blossom eyes under the long eyelashes flashed with murderous intent and an icy cold light.

The next second, a male voice came.

"Run? Keep running? Let's see where you can run!"