The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

Oops!

Zhao Quan's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest at any moment.

What should I do? I’m definitely doomed this time.

Zhao Quan was so scared that his head was smoking. He didn't even dare to turn his head, and his eyes were frantically looking for a hiding place.

But alas, no.

The footsteps behind me were getting closer and closer. The sun stretched the figure of the person behind me very long, like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws, admiring the struggle of its prey before death.

Until Zhao Quan's shadow was completely covered.

"Which hospital are you from?" A pair of big hands covered Zhao Quan's shoulders, frightening him so much that he trembled all over and couldn't speak.

The person behind him might have felt something was wrong, so he exerted force with his hands and tried to force Zhao Quan's body over. The force was so strong that it seemed as if he was about to crush his shoulders.

"turn around!"

The person behind him shouted at him, and Zhao Quan's legs trembled and he almost peed.

But he deceived himself by thinking that as long as the people behind him didn't see his face, no one would know it was him, and if he had a chance to escape later, no one would know he had been here.

The person behind him saw this and snorted coldly, and the strength in his hand increased from three points to seven points...

Zhao Quan used all his strength to fight back, but to the people behind him, his strength was no doubt like a gnat trying to shake a tree, and was no match for him.

A few cold sneers reached his ears from behind, and Zhao Quan could not bear it anymore. He thought in despair, it's over, how am I going to explain this.

"Who's out there?"

Xuan Zheng's voice suddenly passed through the crack in the door and rang in the ears of the two people outside.

Zhao Quan's eyes suddenly lit up as if he had met a savior. Yes, the prince can save him.

In just a moment, Zhao Quan thought a lot.

Judging from what the prince and the old man said just now, it shows that the prince has him in his heart.

If he asks the prince for help, pretends to be pitiful and begs for mercy, and if that doesn't work, he can just cry. The prince is a god-like figure, so he must have a very broad mind and will not bother with such a small matter.

Zhao Quan regained his spirits, and the fear he had just shown was gone. He immediately started to show off, "Let me go. If the prince sees you treating me like this, will you still want to live?"

The person behind him replied first, "Your Highness, there is someone sneaking around outside the courtyard, and I don't know what he is doing."

It said, “Bring it in.”

"Yes."

Zhao Quan struggled to get him to let go, but the man behind him just said, "Whether I can still live or not, as long as I go in and see the prince, everything will be clear."

The gate to the yard was opened, and there were two chairs in the yard. The bottom was curved, so people lying on them could sway with the force.

Zhao Quan looked closely and saw that the old man and the prince were squeezed on a chair, and the old man was even lying on the prince, letting the prince serve as a cushion for him.

hateful!

How abominable!

How could the prince tolerate such a vicious old man who takes advantage of his favor and becomes arrogant? Such behavior is truly a reversal of status.

"Your Majesty...Ah!"

Zhao Quan had just started to speak "from the bottom of his heart" when the big hand on his shoulder suddenly exerted force. His legs could not support such a terrifying force. His knees softened and he knelt directly on the bluestone slabs.

Needless to say, the sound of knees hitting bluestone slabs is painful to hear.

Zhao Quan hissed and cried out in pain.

This time he was not pretending, he was really in pain, so much so that his face was distorted in pain. He did not care about pretending in front of Xuan Zheng, and knelt on the ground to relieve the pain.

Xuan Zheng hugged Lin Chengyu. His legs were too long, and the specially customized chair could only barely accommodate these long legs.

The guard who escorted Zhao Quan into the courtyard was named An Guo, the adopted son of Manager An.

When Lin Chengyu saw him for the first time, he lamented that this man was too strong, like a brown bear.

Although he is good-looking, the first thing people who see him for the first time will definitely notice is his unique body shape.

He is about the same height as Xuan Zheng, but looks different.

The muscles on Xuan Zheng's body don't look exaggerated, but each of them actually hides tremendous power. Even if Lin Chengyu has supernatural powers, it is difficult for him to compete with Xuan Zheng relying on strength alone.

An Guo's figure is more like someone from the border area. He is big and strong, and looks scary.

An Guo bowed and said, "My Lord, Young Master, this person was eavesdropping outside the courtyard just now and was caught by my subordinates. I suspect that this person may be a spy from the enemy country."

Being a spy for an enemy country is a very serious crime.

When the hat was put on him, Zhao Quan was so scared that his face turned pale. He didn't even bother to rub his sore knees. The breath was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

"I didn't! You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Quan turned his head suddenly, but was startled by the figure behind him. "You...hiccup...you're talking nonsense. I'm not a spy from the enemy country. My family has been in Beijing for generations. You have to provide evidence if you want to speak."

An Guo's eyes were deep, and he asked in a cold voice, "Then what were you doing lying on the door just now? If you weren't eavesdropping, what were you doing?"

"I... I'm not... I'm..." Zhao Quan didn't know what to say. He was indeed eavesdropping just now, but he was definitely not a spy from the enemy country. In a panic, he didn't know which sentence to refute first.

After a long conversation, Zhao Quan suddenly admitted, "Yes, you are right. I was eavesdropping."

An Guo's voice was a little rough, just like him, rough and masculine, "It's good that you admit it. I don't have to work any harder."

Zhao Quan felt that there was something wrong with what he said. Just as he was about to say something, he was frightened to death by his next words.

"There are 132 tortures in prison. I'm afraid that your chicken-like body can't withstand many of them. This way you can avoid suffering." An Guo's voice was like a soul-catcher, floating in the wind from all directions to Zhao Quan's ears.

Lin Chengyu looked at him, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were rolling up, and he was about to faint. He said slowly: "Don't let him faint."

"Yes." An Guo picked up the teapot and poured it directly on Zhao Quan's face. Zhao Quan woke up with a start.

The weather was a bit hot today, and Lin Chengyu was asking for some ice. Xuan Zheng was afraid that he would get a stomachache after eating it, but he couldn't stand his fussing, so he had to settle for the next best thing and added some ice to the teapot, allowing him only to take a small sip at a time.

Before Zhao Quan came, Lin Chengyu had been quarreling with Xuan Zheng for a while, pinching his face, pulling his ears, and otherwise scolding and biting him.

What's wrong with eating some ice? A grown man is not that fragile. It's funny to get a stomachache after eating some ice.

Zhao Quan had already regained consciousness. Seeing An Guo still falling down, Lin Chengyu immediately stopped him with a distressed look, "Alright, alright, put it down quickly, or you'll get your hands hurt by the cold."

Xuan Zheng snorted and laughed, "You feel sorry for him."

Zhao Quan heard these ambiguous words and it took him a long time to react with his confused mind.

This vixen actually flirted with other men in such a frivolous way in front of the prince.