the knife of love

Chapter 168 Seeing blood, what kind of hatred and what kind of resentment

That house was the mansion of an official family during the Republic of China. After liberation, it was protected by the government as a cultural heritage, and it was usually not open to the public.

The entire house consists of three floors, from the main building to the side hall, plus the servants' rooms, no less than fifty rooms of various sizes.

Guan Lue started searching from the first room on the east side of the second floor.

Many rooms are vacant because they have not been used for a long time, the doors are locked from the outside, and some rooms are used as utility rooms and filled with things.

Guan Lue just looked for them one by one, knocking on the door, pulling it forcefully, and kicking it with his feet.

The corridor is covered with luxurious handmade carpets, and the old copper-colored hollow wall lamps on both sides shine dimly.

The entire corridor is wide and long, and the walls on both sides are hung with oil painting frames from overseas ships during the Republic of China period.

Everything seemed to be endless, Guan Lue kept knocking on the door and opening the door. He had searched the entire second floor of more than 20 rooms, but he still couldn't find Su Zhan and Shen Chunguang.

Guan slightly leaned on the railing at the stairway and took a breath, thinking that he must be full,
What is he doing?
What did the woman and Su Zhan have to do with him?

Guan Lue rubbed his fingers involuntarily, he was a bit out of proportion today, no matter how much that woman looks like her, she is not that person after all.

He wiped the sweaty back of his neck with his hands, and planned to go down the stairs, but he heard a "boom-" just a few steps away, as if a heavy object fell to the ground.

This is the sound from the third floor.

Followed by a series of footsteps, mixed screams of men and women.

Guan Lue paused on the stairs, frowned, and ran back to the third floor...

The third floor is still the same corridor as the second floor, which is endless.

Guan Lue didn't know which room the voices came from just now, so he could only chase after each knock on the door.

"Shen Chunguang..."

"Shen Chunguang!!!"

The more he ran, the faster he ran, and the louder his shouts became.

Guan Lue felt that his mood at this moment was very strange, he had only met her twice, once in Tengchong, she confronted him viciously, and the other time was just now, in the corridor downstairs, she was like a little demon She also wore the red velvet evening dress and stuck it to Su Zhan's body.

When Guan Lue thought of this scene, the first thing that came to mind was the hundred-day red flower on her chest, and Su Zhan lifted her skirt, her slender legs were shining like jade in the light.

Damn it!

Guan Lue felt a fire in his heart, restless, uneasy, and a little angry.

With a sound of "Boom-", he raised his hand and slapped one of the doors, and vaguely heard vulgar curses coming from inside.

"Little slut, you fucking dare to hit me... You stop, stop!"

Before Guan Lue could react, the door in front of him was suddenly opened from the inside, his eyes flickered, Shen Chunguang stood in front of him disheveled, panicked, confused pupils, short hair, red skirt, face With injuries on her upper body, the torn evening gown almost slipped off her body, a large piece of jade-colored skin on her chest, and the whooping red flower on her right shoulder bloomed more delicately with her terrified breathing.

What's going on here?

Guan Lue was also taken aback for a moment, only to realize that she was holding an old-fashioned glass ashtray in her hand, the rim of which was still stained with blood.

"Smelly bitch, run away, if you have the guts, run for me!"

Su Zhan suddenly ran out from behind the screen of the room naked, barefoot, his plump body was still stained with water, but he staggered, covering his forehead with one hand, half of his face was already stained red with blood.

Guan slightly couldn't help pressing the root of the top tooth with his tongue.

It seems that this girl is really capable of doing things, how did she get blood when she was doing well?

"go!"

Guan Lue took off his coat and wrapped it around Shen Chunguang who was already a little silly, pinched her wrist and ran towards the stairs.

Su Zhan in the room realized that the person standing at the door was Guan Lue. He chased after a few steps, but he had no clothes on. The downstairs was full of reporters and guests. Nei greets Guanlue's eighteen generations of ancestors.

Guan Lue dragged Shen Chunguang all the way downstairs.

The downstairs party was going to the hilarious place, the live band was playing a relatively bright tune, the guests and people from all walks of life toasted and drank, and then Guan Lue appeared with Shen Chunguang holding his hand.

It's like a godlike appearance.

Guan slightly walked in front with a cold expression.

Shen Chunguang was pinched by Guan Lue with one hand, and was holding an ashtray with the other hand. The bottom of the ashtray was a little cracked, obviously still stained with blood...

The two just swaggered through the corridors, the dance floor, the catwalk and the crowd.

"Ninth Brother..."

Wu Fei, who was chatting with someone, realized something was wrong first, and ran after Guan Lue for a few steps, but Guan Lue didn't care at all, and took Shen Chunguang directly through the entire garden.

A sensitive reporter recognized that person as Guan Lue, and someone yelled, "Wu Fei's boyfriend, the behind-the-scenes boss of Jinsheng Media..."

As a result, the whole scene was boiling, sharp-eyed reporters at the door blocked them, and the camera clicked the shutter after chasing Shen Chunguang.

Shen Chunguang also knows how to cover his face with his hands. Maybe people will develop a sense of self-protection in extreme fear. The evening dress on her body is almost torn by Su Zhan. Her image is messy and her clothes are disheveled. If she looks like this tomorrow She made the headlines, and it is estimated that the whole Yunling will remember her.

"Stop taking pictures, stop taking pictures..." She murmured.

However, the reporters frantically squeezed in front of her. One of the reporters was particularly desperate, holding up the camera and sticking it directly in front of Shen Chunguang. The camera was aimed directly at her ups and downs.

Guan was a little tired, so he simply picked up the coat on Shen Chunguang's shoulders and put it directly on her head, wrapped her entire face and shoulders in his arms to protect her, and grabbed the reporter's collar with one arm.

The reporter was short in stature, even his feet were pulled off the ground by Guan Lue.

"You... what do you want to do..."

"I have to ask you this!" Guan slightly glanced at the sticker on the reporter's chest, which said the name of the media he belonged to, "If one of the photos you just took goes out tomorrow, I will let you Get lost in this line!"

The reporter was so frightened that his legs went limp, not to mention that Guan Lue's gaze was as sharp as a knife.

The rest of the reporters and onlookers didn't dare to get closer. The man's anger was so strong that the entire garden was almost silent.

"Get out!" Guan Lue let go, and the reporter staggered back a few steps and finally fell down on the steps, the camera in his hand slipped to the side.

"Go!" Guan Lue went out with his arms around Shen Chunguang, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

No one dared to say anything.

When he passed the camera, Guan raised his leg slightly, and the camera was kicked a few meters away and hit the wall directly, smashing his body to pieces.

For a moment, the moonlight pierced down from the top of the head, the music stopped, the laughter stopped, and the talking stopped.

Only the wind blows in through the open door, and there are a few old sycamore trees in the garden, the branches and leaves of which are rustling.

Wu Fei froze in place as if she had seen a ghost.

She has been with this man for so long, and outsiders say that he has a calm face and ruthless means, but Wu Fei has never believed it, because although Guan Lue has a poisonous mouth, he is not gentle to her, but at most he is indifferent, not like today. So cruel.

Yes, Jue, the look in his eyes when he grabbed the reporter just now seemed like a fire was burning, wishing to burn the person in front of him to ashes.

It took about 5 minutes for the scene to resume, but the atmosphere was already a bit weird.

Everyone was talking about Guan Lue's identity, and why Shen Chunguang was a woman brought by Su Zhan, why she was taken away by Guan Lue in such disheveled clothes.

Su Jue was standing in the corner at that time, holding half a glass of champagne, watching everything happened suddenly and then gradually ended.

Look up at the sky, there are really stars that night.

He looked up and drank the wine in the glass, sneered, called the waiter over, pointed to the broken camera on the steps: "Go, clean up the floor."

……

Yala was also crouching in the car alone, holding the piece of jadeite and playing "Compassion".

Guan Lue wrapped Shen Chunguang directly to the side of the car, raised his leg and kicked towards the car door.

"Open the door!"

The body shook, and Yaba finally came to his senses, and immediately wiped his eyes and turned on the central control.

Guan Lue tore off the coat covering Shen Chun's bald head, pulled the car door and stuffed her into the back seat.

"Ninth Brother, you're so quick..." Yala turned her head from the front row, and the words behind her were swallowed by her own tongue in an instant.

That scene was just too scary.

Yaba rubbed his eyes, rubbed his eyes again, looked at Shen Chunguang who showed his whole face in the back seat, and stammered for a long time: "Tang...Tang...Sister Tang..."

Guan slightly patted him angrily: "Still watching? Turn around!"

How could Yala be willing, his eyes poked at Shen Chunguang's face as if he had seen a ghost.

So much alike, so much alike...

"Ninth Brother, Tang..."

"Still watching?"

Damn Shen Chunguang's chest was full of beauty, Guan Lue yelled at Yala: "Look again and take out your eyeballs."

"..." Yala turned around quickly in fright, but her legs were shaking, her hands were shaking, and her body was shaking too.

Hell?
Revive?
Is there someone sitting in the back?Is the fucking human?

Guan was slightly ignorant, and glanced at Shen Chunguang who seemed to have not recovered from the panic beside her. Her eyes were hazy, and she was holding the glazed ashtray all the way from the third floor of the house to his car. superior.

How much hatred is she going to hit Su Zhan with an ashtray?

Guan Lue thought it was funny for a while, seeing Shen Chunguang's appearance, he couldn't hold it back, he really laughed, he was so cheeky, he gloated at others' misfortune and his heart suddenly bubbled out. "Ninth brother, this..."

"drive!"

"she……"

"Drive!" Guan Lue glanced at Yala, who was about to suffocate, and simply pressed a button to put down the middle baffle, and Yala was cut alive in the front driving seat.

It took about half a minute before Yala started the car, drove out of the front door of the house at a constant speed, and quickly drove up the cobblestone path.

The car body was bumping, Shen Chunguang's eyes were still dead silent, but his body shook more and more with the car body.

Guan slightly stretched out his hand.

"Give me the ashtray."

She didn't say anything, and he didn't want it anymore.

The two were speechless.

Yaba held back in front for about 10 minutes, but he couldn't hold back: "Ninth brother, where are you going now?"

"Go to the park."

(End of this chapter)