time with madmen

At night, a Croatian Rhapsody was played, and the lights of the ball fell. He Rushen took Shao Yan's hand through the elegant flower hall, and quietly left Shao's house.

Behind He Rushi is a small bar counter. In this bistro that can only accommodate three or four tables, the tables behind are empty, and he stands in front of the counter.

Shao Yan looked around, the European-style retro gray and black, the broken glass lamp, the light here is more intoxicating, the sound of matches being struck, a glass of colorful cocktail, with flames dancing on it, reflecting He Rushen's face, with sharp edges and corners, slender Fingers across the flames, the air is stimulated by alcohol.

These hands brushed her cheeks, the wine glass he pushed was approaching with his body, across the old wooden bar, beside the dancing flames, He Rushi kissed her lips, everything was so dreamy, as if in this world Only the two of them, separated from all shackles, reunited after a long absence.

A loud noise broke all the atmosphere, He Rushi pushed Shao Yan away at once, a dagger was accurately blocked between them, and stuck on the table.

Shao Yan watched several people with knives and sticks rushing in, before she had time to dodge, she was pushed out by He Rushen, and fell to the ground, just now a long knife was slashed at the place closest to her ear, It gave her the illusion that she was already bleeding.

He Rushi jumped over at once, pulled her up, and ran towards the back kitchen of the bar. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw a man with scars on his body approaching. He Rushi first punched her. He dodged sideways, seized the opportunity, and He Rushi made a restraint and pressed against the opponent's spine. He slammed his hands hard, and only heard the sound of slamming muscles, which was the sound of the spinal cord. He Rushi looked down. Shao Yan froze in place for the person whose head had fallen. She was not afraid of killing people, but now she was crying.

Because a bloodstain split open on He Rushen's back, in order to kill the person in front of him, he resisted the knife.

He Ruying fell under the knife changing table in the kitchen, with countless knife marks on his body.

Yu Yifeng squatted down, looked at him, and punched him on the head. He Rushi slammed on the kitchen counter. Before he could breathe, blood was left from his hair, and he grabbed the hair with one hand. , forcing him to look up.

"Where did you transport the munitions?"

Yu Yifeng asked him calmly, shaking his head slightly while asking.

"How do I know what you're talking about"

He Rushen said with a smile, his teeth were stained with blood, and before he finished speaking, he was slammed back again by another force, and while he was in a daze, he pulled back his hand with one hand. hair, forcing him to look up.

"Do you remember now?"

Yu Yifeng sat on a half-height kitchen counter, smiling coldly, behind the single phoenix eyes were natural red eye tips, red upturned, cold to the bone, a little upturned nose tip, sharp and protruding strong aggressiveness, hand across His bloody forehead was as cold as a snake in autumn, and he picked up a boning knife sealed in a box with one hand.

"It's okay, I'll help you think about it again"

Yu Yifeng jumped down while speaking, and opened He Rushi's tendons with a knife in his hand. He Rushi was leaning against the kitchen counter, with the beauty of bullying. The skin was broken, revealing the beauty of blood.

"Do not"

Shao Yan wanted to call out but couldn't make a sound.

"You intercepted all the goods from my Xiangnan. Except for a batch of drugs, what even Nie Zhefan doesn't know is that you also stole a batch of arms from me."

Yu Yifeng kneaded the broken wrist, and when he was talking, he pushed his other hand away, He Ruyi let out a muffled snort, and the blood flowed even more from his neck after the violent struggle.

"I'll give you the drug poor, but you should obediently spit out that batch of arms."

Yu Yifeng looked at He Rushen, who seemed to have lost the strength to speak.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" was behind Shao Yan struggling non-stop, Yu Yifeng took a look and waved his hand.

"keep her quiet"

After Yu Yifeng finished speaking, he went up alone, punched Shao Yan twice, and tore her clothes.

He Rushen squinted his eyes halfway from the corner of his eye, looking at Shao Yan's blouse, which was almost lying down, and received two slaps in the struggle, and the sound of crying was heartbreaking.

He Rusheng laughed, he was clearly an accomplice, why is his heart hurting?

"Yu Yifeng"

He Rushi opened his mouth at this time, his voice was bewitching, and his powerless voice was drowned in Shao Yan's shouts, but Yu Yifeng seemed unable to hear the chaotic cries, and looked at He Rushi with cold eyes , Watching his lips slightly open.

"Her name is Shaoyan, and she is Shaoyu's younger sister. From now on, in Yuanjiang, you will never be qualified."

There was no trace of emotion in He Rushen's heroic eyebrows, but Yu Yifeng saw that his desperate smile was gradually cooling down. Under this atmosphere, Shao Yan's constant begging was set off. She was on the verge of collapse, her eyes filled with tears Seeing He Rushen, the relief she longed for arrived as expected.

"Brother Shifeng, save me, save me"

At this moment, there was the sound of a car crashing into glass outside, Yu Yifeng heard the sound, he stared at He Rushi, he smiled, he didn't have enough fun, He Rushi, you wait, he made a gesture, Only He Rushen, bloody and disheveled, was left behind.

There is something more deadly than physical abuse, which is mental torture. Although that step has not been completed, the scene of tearing clothes with hands and swollen cheeks told her all the time that she was almost beaten. Defiled.

Shaoyu walked in, and there was no one else in his eyes. He looked at his sister, whom he had spoiled since he was a child. From her clothes to her life, he took care of everything carefully, and he was reluctant to touch every strand of her hair. My younger sister appeared in front of him in such a state of embarrassment one day, it hurt more than scratching his heart with a knife.

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Looking at Shao Yan's broken long dress, the broken blue was scattered all over the ground, Shao Yu's eyes were bloodshot red.