Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 962 Shen Lingfeng's Hand Broken

A group of people walked on the mountain for about ten minutes, and the bodyguard leading the way made a new discovery.

Not far from them, they saw a lonely small building.

The two-story building, the doors and windows have long since disappeared, and there are a large number of plants clinging to the walls. From a distance, it looks a little ghostly, like a ghost building.

A group of bodyguards were about to go up and search, when a person suddenly walked out of the door of the house.

At the first glance, Jiang Xiaonuan couldn't recognize who that person was, until the man's eyes met hers, Jiang Xiaonuan was shocked: "Zhang Rui?!"

It's Zhang Rui.

The windbreaker he wore last night has disappeared, and the original white shirt on his body, the original color can hardly be seen, it is covered with dark gray and dark red stains, which are blood and dust.

What was even more frightening was Zhang Rui's face.

His face was covered in scarlet blood, and there was not a piece of clean flesh on his face. Only those eyes that were shining with light could make people clearly identify who he was.

"Zhang Rui, what happened?!" Jiang Xiaonuan stepped forward in horror, looking him up and down.

Zhang Rui waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Lin Zi, give me a cigarette."

The bodyguard on the side hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over. Zhang Rui took a deep puff, and his exhausted and lifeless voice recovered, "Call an ambulance and let the brothers go in and carry someone."

Jiang Xiaonuan didn't feel well at the time, because she had discovered that Zhang Rui didn't seem to be injured, so whose blood was it?

"Who was injured?" Jiang Xiaonuan asked.

Zhang Rui didn't raise his eyes to look at her, he lowered his eyelids, exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth, and said, "Master Feng, he broke a hand."

Jiang Xiaonuan was a little confused, "What did you say? You mean, did Shen Lingfeng hurt his hand?"

Zhang Rui said in a deep voice: "It's broken, the whole right hand is broken."

After Zhang Rui finished speaking, he seemed unwilling to say anything more. He walked alone to a stone slab that was once used for washing clothes outside the house, leaned there and continued to smoke in silence.

Jiang Xiaonuan froze in place, until the bodyguard who went in first ran out with a look of horror, and hurriedly called for help, Jiang Xiaonuan came back to his senses.

She was a little stiff, and walked into this dark private house, and then, she first saw Rong Yue sitting on the wall.

Outside the dilapidated window, a ray of light happened to shine on Rong Yue's body.

She was wearing a scarlet short skirt, her high heels had disappeared, and she was just stepping barefoot on the dusty concrete floor. Her long hair was disheveled on her shoulders, and her head was leaning against the wall behind her. It was open, motionless, sluggishly like a lifeless corpse.

Jiang Xiaonuan went up and tried to call her, but there was no response.

Then, soon, Jiang Xiaonuan's attention was attracted by the bodyguards rushing in and out.

In the innermost part of the room, at the corner between the two walls, Jiang Xiaonuan saw a person sitting in the shadows.

Shen Lingfeng.

A bodyguard lifted him from the ground, and Jiang Xiaonuan didn't see him clearly until several people walked to a place with light.

His khaki windbreaker was covered with dots of mottled shadows, and the entire end of his right hand was tightly wrapped by a piece of clothing that was already soaked in crimson blood.

Jiang Xiaonuan recognized it, it was the windbreaker Zhang Rui was wearing.

(End of this chapter)