Chapter 655
Without saying a word, Sang Nuan turned around and went downstairs.

In the living room, except for the cleaning maid, there was no sign of Nie Weiheng.

The maid who was cleaning was terrified when she saw her rushing down aggressively, Qiqi stopped what she was doing and looked at her.

I saw her rushing straight to the door, which was pulled open by her with a click, and there were four bodyguards guarding the door, who turned their heads and reminded her respectfully in English, "Miss, please come back, master—"

Before he finished speaking, Sang Nuan swung his fist!

The closest to her, a 2-meter-tall man, was stumbled by her sudden blow, and rolled directly down the stairs at the door.

Seeing this, the other three people were astonished, and at the same time they all put on defensive postures. Sang Nuan sneered, rushed up quickly, jumped up, wrapped around the waist of one of the bodyguards, picked up the few hairs on his head, and slammed him hard. to another.

The two heads snapped, the sound was so crisp and chilling.

Both of them fell to the ground.

The last one, at this moment, was so frightened that his facial features were all out of place.

Sang Nuan casually picked out a palm-sized pebble from the garden, shook it in his hand, and approached it step by step.

"Where's the young master?" she asked.

The bodyguard looked at the stone in her hand, swallowed, raised his eyes again, met Shang Sang Nuan's cold eyes as if looking at a dead person, and ran away.

Whoosh.

The stone hit the back of his head with precision, and he didn't even yell, but with a bang, he made intimate contact with the ground.

"waste."

Sang Nuan walked up to him and tapped him casually. The bloody bodyguard just woke up.

"Say, where did the young master go?"

The bodyguard shook his head weakly.

"Don't say it?"

Sang Nuan took out his hand and slapped it on the ground.Then without blinking an eyelid, he slammed down hard.

The screams resounded throughout the villa.

The bodyguards surrounding the villa heard the sound, and seeing the tragedy in front of them, everyone stopped in their tracks, looked at Sang Nuan in horror, and dared not go forward.

Sang Nuan raised her eyes coldly, and glanced at the crowd, "I'll ask again, where did the young master go? Don't tell me, he is your fate."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the stone and threw it down again towards the bloody hand.

There was a bone cracking sound, and flesh and blood splattered.

"It's the master, the master took it away."

After saying that, Qi Yang rushed out from the villa.

"Sang Nuan, what are you doing?"

He squeezed into the crowd and picked up Sang Nuan from the ground.Seeing the bloody stone in her hand, she frowned and snatched the stone from her hand. Unexpectedly, as soon as the stone fell to the ground, Sang Nuan slapped her backhand.

Qi Yang was beaten and stunned on the spot.

"From now on, I don't have your brother."

After finishing speaking, she shook off Qi Yang's hand, turned around, and the bodyguards around her instantly dispersed to make way for a passage.

Back at the villa, Sang Nuan picked up the landline and made a call.

Because the scene in the garden was too shocking, no servant dared to stay in the living room and eavesdrop.

As a result, no one knew what Sang Nuan said on the phone.

In the evening, Sang Nuan didn't go downstairs to eat.

Qi Yang sat alone at the dining table with a gloomy face, the left side of his face was in burning pain.

Visible irritability.

The servant waited tremblingly by the side, not daring to say a word.

The entire manor was shrouded in a strong depressive atmosphere.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly...

(End of this chapter)

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