Song Anran's face immediately sank, and he hurriedly asked, "What? What's going on?"

It's just that he was anxious, obviously he didn't realize his deterrent, he was carrying more than a dozen lives on his body, his face was pale, and an invisible killing awe-inspiring aura arose spontaneously, and the whole room seemed to plummet by more than ten degrees. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In Fang Jue's perception, the kind big brother in front of him turned into a hungry tiger who chose people and loved people in a blink of an eye, which scared her scalp numb and her spine cold.

In an instant, Fang Jue's face turned extremely pale, and he couldn't speak.

"Brother Song...... I'm sorry, I have a good classmate...... Auntie, I was also stabbed by that woman, and the house seemed to have collapsed! Her appearance was so pitiful, I couldn't help it, so I ...... Only...... You...... Hello scary...... Wow wow......"

Fang Jue couldn't help crying, turned around and ran out.

Song Anran was stunned, touching his face, secretly thinking, he looks quite good-looking, how scary is it?

However, as soon as he thought of what Fang Jue said, Song Anran had a little headache!

He can shirk it, this is Fang Jue talking nonsense, but if someone has a heart to check it carefully?

Although Fang Wenxuan said that he used a pseudonym when he went to the hospital for examination, his appearance could not be changed.

It is easy to find out if someone has a photo of Fang Jue with a photo, or calls up the surveillance, or asks the doctor or nurse on duty at the time!

It's just that if you try to cover it up at this time, it will be easier to attract some people's attention!

Thinking about it, Song Anran's heart became more and more irritable!

He stood up and said to himself: "Forked, why look ahead and backward, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and one step at a time is just one step." If you really can't do it, go up to the mountains to fight guerrillas!"

Song Anran, who had made up his mind, reduced the irritability in his heart a lot, no longer dwelled on this matter, and began to care about Fang Jue.

Worried that she would do something stupid, Song Anran dialed Fang Wenxuan's phone and said what had just happened in a flat tone.

Fang Wenxuan, who was on the other end of the communication, immediately had his head as big as a cow, and he stammered when he spoke, "I...... I...... But what I told her a thousand times, this girl...... This girl ......"

"She just wants to help others, and the idea is good! Now that the matter has come to this, don't blame her too much, just let her admit that she is talking nonsense for a while!"

On the phone, Song Anran's tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to care much, and he also commanded softly: "Don't do other remedial things, at this time, the more you do, the worse the thing! Try to make this matter a child's nonsense, the more low-key the better!"

Fang Wenxuan promised, but a huge wave rose in his heart.

For the current Fang Wenxuan, to exaggerate a little, Song Anran's attitude towards him directly determines whether he is in heaven or hell, and he can't afford to think about it too much.

What should have been a thunderous incident, Song Anran was calm as usual, this is a manifestation of extreme anger. Fang Wenxuan was holding the phone in his hand, but his body was bowing hard, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping on the floor.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Wenxuan's face was twisted and twitched violently, looking at Zhou Xue who was happy and still immersed in the excitement of joy, his anger erupted like a volcano.

"You bastard bitch, Jue'er was taught bad by you, and there is no one who guards the door!" Fang Wenxuan roared, pounced directly on Zhou Xue, and began to shoot left and right.

"Mommy!"

Fang Jue, who was teary-eyed, was stunned as soon as he entered the house and saw the scene in front of him, and shouted loudly.

Song Anran, who was standing on the top of the building, looked up at the obscure stars in the night sky, a trace of loneliness welled up in his heart, and he dialed the familiar phone again.

"Sorry, the call you made is turned off......"

As expected, Song Anran hung up the phone a little gloomily, after Lin Fei'er left that day, it was as if the world had evaporated, no matter what time she called her mobile phone, it was turned off.

He sighed and raised his hand and waved at the stars in the night sky, as if to greet someone!

Song Anran was about to jump out of the villa, but stopped for a while, he keenly caught the roar of an engine overwhelmed, and the sound was approaching rapidly!

As far as he could see, a silver-gray BMW car flashed from behind the street trees and sped away!

This is Fang Wenxuan's car!

The BMW rushed to the front at full speed, only to brake sharply, and the car slid a few black scratches on the ground before it could stop in front of the fence!

Fang Wenxuan, with agility that was not commensurate with his size, jumped out of the car, hugged Xia Jue from the passenger seat, hurriedly ran into the small courtyard, and shouted: "Master, save Jue'er!"

Song Anran jumped down directly from the roof of the building and stood in front of Fang Wenxuan.

Seeing that Fang Jue in a coma was stained with a lot of blood, Song Anran was even more surprised, and asked angrily: "What's going on? Didn't I tell you not to blame her too much?"

"I didn't ...... I didn't ......" Fang Wenxuan couldn't say anything in a hurry!

Seeing this, Song Anran hurriedly took Fang Jue!

At this time, Zhou Xue also ran over, crying and shouting: "Master, this is Jue'er's little finger!"

Song Anran only then discovered that Zhou Xue was holding a little finger in his hand, and Fang Jue was wrapped in a white towel on his left hand, which was already soaked in blood!

Now is not the time to ask the reason, Song Anran hurriedly untied the towel, took the severed finger, aimed at the stubble of the little finger of Fang Jue's left hand, and said silently: "System, hurry up and pick it up!"

That is, in the blink of an eye, Fang Jue's severed finger was connected, and the pale little finger was bloody again, and it was back to its original state.

Seeing this scene, Fang Wenxuan and Zhou Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they were extremely surprised in their hearts, but they also felt that it should be so, and there seemed to be nothing that Song Anran couldn't do.

Song Anran checked again and found that Fang Jue had no other injuries, and now he just fainted.

Walking into the villa with Fang Jue in her arms, Song Anran gently put her on the sofa, turned around and looked coldly at Fang Wenxuan and Zhou Xue who followed up.

He also noticed that Zhou Xue had several slap marks on the left and right sides of his face, which were already red and swollen, and Fang Wenxuan's face also had a few blood edges, which were obviously scratched by Zhou Xue with his fingernails.

Song Anran said coldly: "Say, what happened?"

Fang Wenxuan stood up obediently, lowered his head, and explained with some fear: "Master, it's all my fault, it's me who didn't discipline them well!" Fang Jue followed Zhou Xue to follow suit, he was not strict in his mouth, he didn't realize the seriousness at all, and easily leaked the matter. While I was disciplining Zhou Xue, Fang Jue came back, and I was angry for a while, so I beat ...... Slap her in the face!"

He touched his face and continued: "Zhou Xue was crazy at that time, scratching me so hard that neither of us noticed Fang Jue. After a while, she came out of the kitchen, holding up her bloody left hand, and shouted loudly that it was all her fault, that she should not have listened to the adults, that she should use her severed fingers to learn a lesson!"

Zhou Xue looked at Song Anran's iron-blue face, and was also scared, and said tremblingly: "Master, in the final analysis, it's all my fault, I've always been fast-talking, Jue'er just follows me, she's still a child, don't blame her! If you want to be punished, punish me!"

Things are like this, and Song Anran is also very angry in his heart.

He took a few deep breaths and said coldly: "The matter has already happened, and it will be useless to pursue responsibility! Now that Fang Jue has experienced the pain of a broken finger, he can be regarded as having accepted a lesson." ”

"You take her back, she's been frightened a lot tonight, don't blame her when she wakes up!"

"Well, thank you Master for your tolerance and understanding!"

Song Anran's face was not angry or happy, and Fang Wenxuan and Zhou Xue didn't dare to speculate indiscriminately.

And Song Anran's ability was like a miracle, which also made them more and more in awe, Fang Wenxuan picked up Fang Jue, and together with Zhou Xue, he withdrew from the villa lightly.

The reason why Song Anran behaved so coldly also had his own considerations, he was ready to run away when something was wrong, at this time, the involvement with the people around him was naturally as little as possible!