Love You To The Bones

In order to escape from the world purgatory where only male prisoners are held, Fang Yanrong tried her best and finally hooked up with a young prison guard just assigned, surnamed Wang, not long ago.

Only this kind of young prison guards who have just graduated and lack social experience will completely sink into her dirty and beautiful body and forget the discipline and regulations.

Finally, taking advantage of the dark wind that night, the warden and other leaders, large and small, went to the urban area for further study. Fang Yanrong encouraged the little prison guard to take her out of the prison and booked an hour room in a nearby small hotel for four hours.

Then, like a pair of lovers in love, they ordered a candlelight dinner and enjoyed delicious food and drinking in a small suite.

Fang Yanrong had already pulled out the information she wanted from guard Wang's mouth, such as routes, checkpoints and so on.

Everything is ready except the east wind.

Fang Yanrong lowered her head, closed her eyelids gloomily, and soon raised her head. With her white fingers, she raised the glass filled with more than half of the red wine. Her beautiful face smiled like flowers, "come on, brother Wang, after this glass of wine, I'll be your woman tonight."

"Yan Yan, I like your little mouth. It's sweet to talk and sweet to kiss. Come on, dry, cheers!"

With Fang Yanrong's ulterior motives, prison guard Wang got drunk and his eyes were red. When he was drunk, he stood up from his seat, clenched the woman's soft waist in his arms, and was about to press on the big bed, hehe, lewd smile, "Yanyan, my brother's favorite is the little mouth under you."

"Don't worry, brother Wang, lie down first. I'll go to the bathroom and come back right away. Wait for me!"

With that, Fang Yanrong twisted her soft waist and walked to the bath room not far away. She immediately restrained the bone etching smile on her face, bent down, took out a sharp dagger from the flesh colored silk stockings at the root of her thigh, stared at it and smiled coldly.

The snow color was so sharp that her eyes flickered.

Thinking of these days, people live without ghosts, and the pain in the heart is like a knife.

Up to now, she still can't believe that Shen Zichuan will send Fang Xiaoran to hell on earth to bear the bullying and humiliation of all kinds of rough and vulgar male prisoners.

Once in order that he could accompany her life, I thought he was so gentle and elegant and elegant. Even if he was angry, he would never do anything to women.

She thought that he had destroyed the Fang family at most and taught her a profound lesson at most.

But she never thought that what Shen Zichuan wanted was that she lived worse than death. Her parents who could rely on died in the hospital. It was too tragic.

How can she not hate these bloody resentments?

Fang Xiaoran, she hates you!

Shen Zichuan, she hates it more!

Now, all she has to do is seize the only chance and escape first.

Clenching the sharp dagger in her hand, Fang Xiaoran walked to the bed with a cold face. She looked at the prison guard Wang lying on the bed with only one pair of pants. Her eyes were cold, "brother Wang, I'm sorry."

When she said this, her voice was so cold and piercing that Wang prison guard couldn't help opening his eyes. He was bumping into Yan Rong's eyes above. It was so cold that he inadvertently swept the cold dagger in her hand. He suddenly felt that his head was cold and wanted to get up quickly. Wu Nai's body was softened by alcohol. He couldn't lift a finger.

After all, he realized Fang Yanrong's intention. At that moment, guard Wang's face turned pale, shook his fat body and whispered, "Yan Yan, you, don't mess around and kill me. It's not good for you."

"Brother Wang, don't you like emotional games very much? Don't you like to whip my body? Why, you're afraid when it's your turn?

Giggle, don't be afraid. I just want to play an alternative emotional game with you. You can bear it. It will hurt a little at first. "

The more Fang Yanrong smiled, the colder the expression on her face. She quickly raised the tablecloth, blocked the mouth of prison guard Wang, and the other right arm fell with a knife. The dagger was deeply stabbed into each other's thick neck——

The gushing blood quickly flowed out of the wound and stained the snow-white pillows and sheets.

Poor prison guard Wang, who had been calculated, was blocked by the tablecloth. He didn't even have time to shout out with a stuffy hum, so he was brutally stabbed to death by Fang Yanrong.

Seeing that the other party was dead, Fang Yanrong slowly pulled out the dagger, threw it into the dustbin, drank up the remaining red wine, took out all the tickets on guard Wang, then walked out of the small hotel, went downstairs and drove rapidly to the hospital where her father and mother's bodies were buried in the mortuary in guard Wang's old second-hand car.

It's a small private hospital. It's not very famous.

Also, Fang's group was completely bankrupt by Shen Zichuan. Without money and power, how high-level hospitals can her parents go to?

Fang Yanrong tightly grasped the steering wheel, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of hatred.

From the moment she killed the unlucky prison guard Wang, she didn't want to save her life.

Since her love Shen Zichuan is not rare, since he let her love but not, then don't, then destroy it and die together!

On the way, Fang Yanrong turned to Fang's big house and found that the front door had been sealed by the government administrative department. She couldn't get in.

So, with a faint street lamp, she turned to a small hidden door in the back garden. The cat quietly entered her own bedroom, took out the safe from the dark box of the wardrobe, took all the cash and bank cards with her, and quickly disappeared into the night.

After arriving at the hospital, although it was more than 3 a.m., for the sake of many benefits given by Fang Yanrong, the staff on duty of the small hospital opened the morgue and let her in.

And pointed to the innermost two stiff bodies of a pair of middle-aged men and women for many days, with a very certain tone, "Miss, you're looking for them."

It must have been too painful and desperate at the moment of death. Zhao Li and Fang Xinyuan stared wide and couldn't close their eyes.

"Dad, mom, don't worry. I will pay Shen Zichuan Fang Xiaoran's blood debt with blood!"

Fang Yanrong bit her lip hard, standing on duty on one side and lying on the other side were her dead parents who regarded her as a sweetheart, with blood red resentment rolling in her wet eyes.

After grieving for about five minutes, she soon realized that she could not stay here for a long time. She stuffed a large amount of money into the hand of the officer on duty, told the other party to cremate her parents and find a suitable place for proper burial in the return garden.

"The rest of the money belongs to you!"

After a rough calculation, the person on duty could still have thirty or forty thousand yuan left after a series of processes, which was worth more than half a year's salary. He was so excited that he smiled, "OK, I'll help you as soon as dawn tomorrow."

Without stopping, Fang Yanrong arranged her parents' affairs. Not long after she left the hospital, she pried a low-key black car in the peripheral parking lot of a mid-range community, and pushed guard Wang's tattered second-hand car into the nearby park waters, covering up all suspicious traces.

Then she jumped into the black car and was ready to leave Tongcheng and go to a place where Xiao Jingyi once mentioned.

That place is said to be full of ferocious and vicious men. As long as she can afford high prices or hook up with any famous gangster, let alone Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan, they can easily kill each other.

Along the way, under the name of Xiao Jingyi, Fang Yanrong went very smoothly.

But as soon as she entered the humid and suffocating city with tropical rain forest climate, she was butted against her temple by several strong men in black with black muzzle.

Seeing this group of foreign men with significantly darker and stronger skin, Fang Yanrong was scared to death. She screamed at her gains and losses, forgot to speak English and blurted out Tongcheng accent, "don't kill me. I'm here to go to your boss."

Several foreign men noticed that her accent was indeed similar to that of the big man. They looked at each other and pushed her shoulder to the depths of the forest.

At this stage, Fang Yanrong never had any chance to retreat, so she had to clench her teeth and follow her heart.

When she arrived at a cabin full of Southeast Asian customs, she was pushed directly and rudely into a sealed secret room.

There was no one but her, empty and dead.

When Fang Yanrong's willpower was about to collapse, it seemed that a sound of nature came to her ears, "Miss Fang, I know everything about you. Stay and become stronger and ruthless, and become inhuman. Your deep hatred and blood hatred can be paid off!"

A burst of fragrance like flowers but not flowers came. Fang Yanrong's consciousness was vague. Before she was unconscious, the only perception was that the boss's voice was a little old. She spoke Tongcheng accent like her.