"Fu Chi?"

Jiang Ruan's throat suddenly felt a little dry, pulling at the deep uneasiness in his heart.

"Don't worry, there's no monitoring here, so there won't be a problem."

Fu Chi let go of her, but he still held her cold little hand, and his voice was steady and calm.

Jiang Ruan moistened her throat, lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand he was holding her, and truthfully explained the real situation: "I hurt someone, wasted someone's hand, and almost died." ”

As she said this, she herself felt a faint tension and a certain expectation.

She naturally knew that these people would not have any effect on her, and it would not take much effort for her to solve them, but she just wanted to know what was going on in his heart.

She stared at the man's extremely beautiful face, but she couldn't see any emotion, and the look in his eyes was as calm as ever, and he couldn't be surprised.

"I know." The man's long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes, and his tone was extremely light: "It doesn't matter. ”

Even if she really wanted to kill, she didn't have to do it.

He'll help her out.

After a pause in his voice, he raised his eyes, perhaps because of the fog of the rainy weather, Jiang Ruan had an unusually strange indifference.

"You can do whatever you want, and if something happens, I'll take care of it."

A very light sentence, but it caused endless ripples in Jiang Ruan's heart.

made her suddenly feel that under this layer of Sven's elegant skin, the man in front of her might hide a soul that was contemptuous of the common people and as thin as ice.

**

Jiang Ruan was hugged by Fu Chi and got into the car.

The sky was covered with gray clouds, which seemed to wash away all evil.

The alley was quiet and empty, and there was not even the slightest trace of blood on the ground......

One of the most secluded private homes in the city centre.

Under the retro-style small attic, the man sat in front of the small tea table, in front of which was the rain curtain, on the table was a simple small incense burner, the slightest white smoke swirled around, and the slender hand held the jade white teacup, placed it on his lips, and sniffed it gently.

The pale thin lips are hooked with a faint arc, no desire, no desire, fairy wind bones.

Behind him, a black figure approached silently.

Then he bent down and whispered something in the man's ear.

The man blew the white heat of the teacup, and the curvature of the corners of his lips seemed to be carefully engraved on his face, without the slightest change.

"Let people come back, don't follow anymore." The man spoke.

After a pause, a low chuckle escaped from his throat: "Let people go." ”

The black shadow replied in a low voice.

Turn around and disappear.

The man took a sip of tea.

Looking up at the gloomy sky ahead, he seemed to murmur: "Found ......"

**

The rain had stopped, and the air smelled of wet earth.

The car gradually stopped in a quiet private area, in front of which was a house with a sense of age, the paint on the door had fallen off a lot, but the environment of the courtyard was excellent, at a glance, a piece of verdant green, vibrant, and the air was fresh.

"Here we are."

Fu Chi got out of the car and opened the door for Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan didn't have time to thank him, and ran quickly inside.

The house was not particularly large, and the structure was not too complicated, so she walked to the door and pushed the door in.

At a glance, I saw Yuan Xiuqin and Jiang Yuxin sitting on the sofa inside.

Both were unharmed.

The tight string in Jiang Ruan's body was instantly loosened.

Yuan Xiuqin saw Jiang Ruan and got up hurriedly, "Ruan Ruan, how did you get like this?" ”