That house was the mansion of an official eunuch during the Republic of China, and after liberation, it was protected by the government as a cultural heritage and was not open to the public in normal times.

The whole house has three floors, from the main building to the side hall, plus more than 50 servants' rooms.

Guan Luo started looking for the first room on the east side of the second floor.

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

Guan Luo just looked for the past one by one. Knock on the door, force pull. Kick with your feet.

The hallway is covered with rich handmade carpets, and the old copper-colored openwork wall lamps on both sides shine in dim light.

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

Everything seemed to have no end, Guan Luo kept knocking on the door and opening the door, and the entire more than 20 rooms on the second floor had been searched, but Su Zhan and Shen Chunguang were still not found.

Guan Luo leaned against the railing at the top of the stairs and gasped, feeling that he must have eaten enough,

What is he doing here?

What does that woman and Su Zhan have to do with him?

Guan Luo couldn't help rubbing his fingers, he was a little out of proportion today, even if the woman looked like her, she was not that person after all.

He wiped the back of his sweaty neck with his hand, and was about to go down the stairs, but he had just taken a few steps when he heard a "thump-". It's like a heavy object falling to the ground.

It was a voice coming from the third floor.

This was followed by a series of footsteps, screams of men and women mixed together.

Guan Luo's footsteps paused on the stairs, frowned, and turned around to run to the third floor......

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

Guan Luo didn't know from which room those voices came from. I can only chase and knock on the door one by one.

"Shen Chunguang..."

"Shen Chunguang !!"

The faster I ran, the deeper the shouting became.

Guan Luo felt that his mood at this time was very strange, he had only met her twice, once in Tengchong, she confronted herself viciously, and once just now. In the corridor downstairs, she wore the red velvet evening dress like a little demon and stuck it to Su Zhan.

Guan Luo thought of this scene, and the first thing that came to mind was the whooping red on her chest, and Su Zhan lifted the hem of her skirt, and her slender legs were crystal clear in the light.

What a damn one!

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

With a bang, he raised his hand and slapped on one of the doors, vaguely hearing a foul scolding coming from inside.

"Little slut, how the fuck do you dare to hit me... You give me stop, stop! ”

Before Guan Luo could react to anything, the door in front of him was suddenly opened from the inside, his eyes flickered, Shen Chunguang stood in front of him in rags, his face was full of panic, his pupils were confused, his hair was short, his red skirt was injured, the torn evening dress was almost about to slip off her, the large jade skin on his chest, and the whooping red on his right shoulder bloomed more delicately with her frightened breathing.

What's going on?

Guan Luo was also really stunned for a moment, only to find that she was dragging an old-fashioned glass ashtray in her hand, and the rim of the jar was still stained with blood.

"Stinky bitch, you run, kind of you fucking run for me!"

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

Guan slightly couldn't help but use his tongue to push the root of the top teeth.

It seems that this girl can really come to the problem, how did she get blood?

"Let's go!"

Guan Luo took off his coat and wrapped Shen Chunguang, who was already a little stupid, pinched her wrist and ran to the stairs.

Su Zhan in the room found that the person standing at the door was Guan Luo, chased a few steps, but he had no clothes on his body, and the downstairs was full of reporters and guests, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, pasted a hand of blood, and stood in the door to greet Guan Luo's eighteenth generation ancestors.

Guan Luo dragged Shen Chunguang all the way downstairs.

The party downstairs was going on in the lively place, the live band was playing a relatively bright tune, the guests and people from all walks of life raised their glasses and drank, and then Guan Xiao led Shen Chunguang to appear.

It's like a god.

Guan Luo walked in front, his face cold.

Shen Chunguang was slightly pinched in the palm of his hand with one hand, and he was also dragging an ashtray with the other, the bottom of the urn was somewhat cracked, and it was obviously stained with blood......

The two swaggered through the hallways, dance floors, catwalks and crowds.

"Ninth Brother ......"

Wu Fei, who was chatting with someone, noticed that something was wrong first, and ran after Guan Luo for a few steps, but Guan Luo ignored it at all, and directly took Shen Chunguang through the entire garden.

A sensitive reporter recognized that person was Guan Luo, and I don't know who shouted: "Wu Fei's boyfriend, the behind-the-scenes boss of Jinsheng Media..."

As a result, the whole scene was boiling, the sharp-eyed reporter at the door blocked them, and the camera clicked the shutter when Shen Chunguang chased it.

Shen Chunguang also knows that using his hands to block his face may cause people to sprout a sense of self-protection in extreme fear, almost all the evening clothes on her body are torn by Su Zhan, her image is messy, and her clothes are disheveled, if her appearance makes headlines tomorrow, it is estimated that the entire Yunling will remember her.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot......" she said with words in her mouth.

The reporters squeezed in front of her like crazy, and one of them was particularly desperate, holding the camera directly to Shen Chunguang, and the camera was directed at her undulating chest, and all the shots were close-ups.

Guan was slightly dry, so he simply scooped up the coat on Shen Chunguang's shoulders and put it directly on her head, wrapped her entire face and shoulders in his arms, and pulled the reporter's collar with one arm.

The reporter was short in stature, and his feet were slightly pulled off the ground.

"You...... What do you want to do..."

"I'll ask you that!" Guan glanced at the label on the reporter's chest, on which was written the name of the media he belonged to, "If one of the photos you just took leaks out tomorrow, I will let you disappear in this line from now on!" ”

The reporter was already so frightened that his legs were weak, not to mention that Guan Luo's gaze was as sharp as a knife blade.

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

"Get out!" As soon as Guan slightly let go of his hand, the reporter staggered back a few steps and finally sat down on the steps, and the camera in his hand slipped to the side.

"Let's go!" Guan Luo hugged Shen Chunguang and went out, and the crowd automatically got out of the way.

No one dared to say anything.

When he passed by the camera, Guan raised his leg slightly, and the camera was kicked a few meters away and hit the wall directly, shattering his bones.

For a moment the moonlight pierced overhead, and the music stopped, the laughter stopped, and the talking stopped.

Only the wind blew in through the open door, and there were a few old sycamores in the garden, and the branches and leaves were rustled.

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 light face and no means, but Wu Fei has never believed it, because although Guan Luo has a poisonous mouth and is not gentle to her, he is indifferent at most, and he is by no means as desperate as today.

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

It took about five minutes for the scene to resume, but the atmosphere was already a little eerie.

Everyone was talking about Guan Luo's identity, and why Shen Chun was obviously a woman brought by Su Zhan, why she was taken away by Guan Luo so disheveled.

Su Jue was standing in the corner at that time, pinching half a glass of champagne, watching everything happen with a bang, and then gradually come to an end.

Looking up at the sky, there were really stars that night.

He raised his head and drank the wine from the glass, sneered, beckoned the waiter over, and pointed to the broken camera on the steps: "Go, clean up the ground." ”

……

Ya Lan also nested alone in the car, pinching the piece of jade hand and playing "compassionate".

Guan Luo wrapped Shen Chunguang and walked directly to the car, raised his leg and kicked at the car door. There is blood coming from the service.

"Open the door!"

The body shook, Ya Yu finally reacted, and immediately wiped his eyes to open the central control.

Guan slightly ripped off the coat on Shen Chun's bald head, pulled the car door and stuffed her into the back seat.

"Brother Jiu, you ...... so soon" Ya Yu turned back from the front row, and the words in the back were swallowed by his tongue in an instant.

It was a terrifying scene.

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

Guan Luo slapped him angrily: "Still watching? Turn around! ”

Where is Ya Yuan, two eyes poked at Shen Chunguang's face like a ghost.

Too much to look like, too much to look like......

"Brother Jiu, Tang ......"

"Still watching?"

Damn, Shen Chunguang's chest was full of scenery, and Guan Luo yelled at Yayu: "Look at it again, take out your eyeballs." ”

"......" Ya Yu was so frightened that she quickly turned around, but her legs were shaking, her hands were shaking, and her body was shaking.

What the hell?

Resurrected?

Is there a person sitting in the back? Is it a fucking human?

Guan slightly ignored Ya Yuan, and glanced at Shen Chunguang, who seemed to have not recovered from the panic next to her, her eyes were hazy, and she pinched the glass ashtray all the way, from the third floor of the house to his car.

What a hatred, she wants to smash Su Zhan with an ashtray?

Guan Luo felt funny for a while, and when he saw Shen Chunguang's appearance, he couldn't hold back, he really laughed, he was just brazen, gloating and his heart suddenly bubbled out. "Brother Jiu, this ......"

"Drive!"

"She'......"

"Drive!" Guan Luo glanced at Ya Lan, who was about to suffocate, and simply pressed a button to put down the middle baffle, and Ya Lan was cut alive in the front driver's seat.

It took about half a minute for Ya Yuan to start the car, drive out the front door of the house at a constant speed, and soon drive onto the cobblestone path.

The body was bumpy, and Shen Chunguang's eyes were still dead, but his body trembled more and more with the body.

Guan Luo stretched out his hand.

"Give me the ashtray."

She doesn't squeak, and he doesn't want it anymore.

The two of them were speechless.

Ya Yu held back in front of him for about ten minutes, but he didn't hold back after all: "Brother Jiu, where are you going now?" ”

"Go to the park."