Song Huanting's pretty face turned pale, and tears were rolling.

Eventually, she gritted her teeth and promised, "Okay, I promise you, but I'm going to see my husband first." ”

Pan Shihua knew that Chen Ning was locked up with Zhu Zhijie and his gang, so he couldn't guarantee that Chen Ning had been beaten half to death.

He felt that it was good to let Song Huanting see Chen Ning's miserable appearance, otherwise, Song Huanting might not give in.

So, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see your husband twice, I guess he has been beaten to the point now." ”

Pan Shihua and Song Huanting came out of the reception room, Tong Ke greeted them, and asked vigilantly: "Miss, what did he tell you alone just now, did he bully you?" ”

Song Huanting shook her head and said sadly: "Your brother-in-law is in a very dangerous situation, let's go see him first." ”

Pan Shihua took Song Huanting and Tong Ke to see Chen Ning.

Liu He, Li Qiang and others also appeared at this time, and went over with them, they wanted to see how Chen Ning was cleaned up?

Soon, a group of people came to the door of the detention cell.

Pan Shihua said in surprise: "Why is there no movement inside, could it be that Chen Ning has been killed?" ”

Song Huanting's face was pale, Tong Ke hurriedly hugged her cousin, and she couldn't help but start worrying about Chen Ning at this time.

Li Qiang lowered his voice and ordered his subordinates: "Quickly open the door and take a look." ”

Click!

The door to the detention cell was opened, and everyone looked inside, and then they were all dumbfounded.

I saw that the ground was covered with blood, and there was a person lying in a pool of blood.

Song Huanting stared at the people in the pool of blood on the ground, and exclaimed sadly: "Chen Ning! ”

At the very back of the detention cell, a lazy voice came: "Wife, you are here." ”

Song Huanting and others were dumbfounded when they heard this, and followed the reputation.

I saw a man sitting calmly on the edge of the innermost bed.

With a tall figure and eyes like stars, who else is Chen Ning?

Beside Chen Ning, there were a few guys who were not lightly injured, who were beating him on the back and legs, waiting for him with all the care.

He's enjoying it like an old man!

Song Huanting and the others were dumbfounded, how did these outlaws become so well-behaved one by one, and they were still waiting for Chen Ning?

And the person in the pool of blood on the ground, who is it if it is not Chen Ning?

Everyone was shocked and looked closely at the man in the pool of blood on the ground.

Liu He was the first to recognize it, and said in a lost voice: "It's Zhu Zhijie, the person who was beaten half to death was not Chen Ning, it was Zhu Zhijie." ”

This discovery made everyone at the scene even more jaw-dropping.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them in amazement, which was completely different from what they had imagined.

Obviously, Chen Ning should have fallen in a pool of blood, why did he become Zhu Zhijie now.

Liu He was the first to react, and said angrily: "Good guy, you are not honest when you enter the detention room. Someone, handcuff him! ”

When Li Qiang heard Liu He's words, he immediately ordered his subordinates to handcuff Chen Ning.

But Chen Ning pushed away the guys who were beating his back and rubbing his shoulders at this moment, stood up, and chuckled: "I thought you could play some tricks by catching me here!" ”

"I didn't expect to come with me for this set, these are the leftovers of the game, I won't play with you, the game is over."

Liu He couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Hehe, the game is not over, but it has just begun, boy, you are dead." ”

Li Qiang also followed and said: "Come on, take Chen Ning down and handcuff him." ”

Chen Ning squinted his eyes and looked at Li Qiang: "They didn't have any arrest warrants, so they dared to come and arrest me, which is already illegal." ”

"And you even know the law and break the law, and help the abuse, aren't you afraid of being punished?"

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