After waking up, the supernatural boss was pampered by his wife

Chapter 100 It Was You
After everyone left, Ye Chuang closed the door, sat in the room and poured himself a cup of tea.

Jokingly said, "I never imagined that this group of people would act in the same way. I originally thought that such an unassuming village is really as simple as Xiaoxue said. I didn't expect that they all have two faces."

Fu Yunting didn't speak, but his eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

When there was no response, Ye Chuang looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong with you? I was talking to you, why didn't you answer?"

"Too lazy to answer your boring questions." Fu Yunting said leisurely, "I'm just worried about Xiaoxue now, why is she so close to us, but we can't find her existence."

"This is indeed a problem." Ye Chuang got up and went to the door to think for a while, then turned around and said, "How is the chip response? Is she safe now?"

Fu Yunting nodded, "It's safe to be safe, but I'm just worried..."

Hearing this answer, Ye Chuang felt relieved a little, "Since we're worried, let's go out and look for it together. We need to find out where Xiaoxue is first, so that we can arrive as soon as she encounters danger."

Fu Yunting nodded, there was no other way.

Here, Zhou Pushu hastily closed the door as soon as he entered.

"Father, do you think they will find us?"

Zhou Pushu was a little worried, after all, Fu Yunting's strength was beyond his imagination.

If it really annoys people, the whole village will cease to exist, and it is not impossible.

All he can bet on now is his last trace of mercy for Xiaoxue.

The old village chief also had a sad face, picked up the pipe and lit it, and took a deep breath.

"It's hard to say, but we have already started and there is no room for turning back. Isn't Miss Zhao taking care of it for us?"

"But what kind of person she is, we can't quite believe it."

Zhou Pushu had lingering fears in his heart. Zhao Wenman was always brought over by Ye Chuang, and now he has betrayed Ye Chuang and joined them.

The old village chief's eyes were deep and fierce, and the hand holding the dry pipe trembled a little, as if he had thought of the consequences.

Zhou Pushu was also sitting at the side. After careful consideration, he suddenly thought of something, "By the way, how is Xiaoxue? Have you visited her?"

The old village head shook his head, "Give her a piece of bread and a bottle of water, knowing that she will not die of hunger, this place is very secret, you can rest assured, no matter how powerful Fu Yunting and the others are, they will not find out here."

Zhou Pushu was not worried about this, who would have thought that a bottomless cellar would be in his bedroom.

Meanwhile, An Muxue in the cellar had regained some strength, but still no one came to visit her. The surroundings were surrounded by endless darkness, and it was even a little cold. For some reason, she felt that she couldn't bear it any longer.

After struggling for a long time, she grabbed the iron chain around her neck with both hands and broke the chain even if she was injured. She had to leave here.

And at this moment, suddenly, there was a small sound above the head.

An Muxue quickly withdrew her hand, staring straight at the only place where light could penetrate.

After a while, a bunch of torches appeared in her sight, and the torches approached slowly from top to bottom.

It wasn't until she was close to her that An Muxue saw who was coming.

"It's you."

Zhao Wenman's expression was calm, and he looked at An Muxue like a puddle of stagnant water, "Are you surprised? You have suspected me for a long time."

"Hehe..." An Muxue sneered, "I did suspect you, but I was still surprised because I thought you wouldn't use such despicable means."

"It doesn't matter whether the means are despicable or not, what matters is the result. As far as the current situation is concerned, I have already won."

Zhao Wenman put the torch aside, and An Muxue saw his situation clearly for the first time.

The space here is very small, only a few square meters, and there is a coffin on one side.

My God, she was here for nearly a day and a night, and she was actually guarding with a coffin all the time. It was really scary for a while.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

An Muxue suppressed the fear in her heart, and stared at Zhao Wenman coldly.

"Are you really amnesia?"

Zhao Wenman suddenly looked at her with a sinister look, his brows were full of scrutiny.

An Muxue blinked innocently, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Don't understand?" Zhao Wenman crossed his arms and walked forward with a haughty posture, "Don't forget, Xie Xin'an died for you. If you want to blame yourself, amnesia is something I can't live with."

When mentioning Xie Xin'an, An Muxue's heart skipped a beat, it was her eternal pain.

But right now she couldn't express her emotions, still frowning, looked at Zhao Wenman and said, "Who is Xie Xin'an, do you know me well?"

"You!" Zhao Wenman said with a slap, but stopped suddenly when he was only 5 centimeters away from An Muxue's face.

The strong wind still made An Muxue narrow her eyes slightly, and looked at the slap that was about to fall on her face, her expression even more puzzled.

"You seem to be very concerned about Xie Xin'an's affairs. Every time you mention him, you will get angry."

"Because I'm not as ruthless as you."

Zhao Wenman said coldly, and in the end the slap didn't fall, it turned into a fist directly, hitting An Muxue in the chest, hitting the person hard against the wall.

With a bang, An Muxue's bones seemed to be falling apart, and severe pain filled her whole body.

When he fell to the ground, he continued to cough.

"Is there only so much strength left?"

Zhao Wenman took his time, squatting in front of her, and raised her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look at her.

"When you were in the organization, you were ranked number one. I will always be under you. Now I can't even support a single punch. How can I work for the organization?"

"What organization, I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Really don't understand!" Zhao Wenman was impatient, and grabbed An Muxue's cheeks tightly with his hands, "Isn't it enough to pretend to be crazy in front of me? Do you really think I'm as stupid as you? Let me tell you, I killed Xiaojie, what can you do to me!"

What else was said, An Muxue didn't listen to it at all.

But the sentence that Xiaojie was killed by me still lingered in An Muxue's mind for a long time.

"Is what you said true?"

Only then did An Muxue raise her eyebrows, and looked at Zhao Wenman seriously with her eyes.

Looking at her eyes, Zhao Wenman was startled for a moment, she had promised Xie Xin'an that she would not be an enemy of An Muxue, what did she do now?
"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhao Wenman answered irrelevant questions, and at this time An Muxue was already dazzled by the boiling blood.

(End of this chapter)