Song Zehan walked to Ruan Shiyan's side and immediately pulled out the needle on her arm.

He pressed the bleeding point on Ruan Shiyan's arm with one hand, and held the syringe with the other, looking condescendingly at the man lying on the ground wailing.

Expensive handmade custom leather shoes stepped directly on one of the man's hands.

"What's in there?"

Song Zehan's tone was extremely cold, and the eyes that fell on the man were like ice blades, and he couldn't wait to kill the man on the spot immediately.

But when the man raised his head in pain, instead of being afraid, he smiled.

"Of course it's a good thing, I want to know?" The man laughed more and more frustratedly, "I really want to know? Then beg me...... Ahhh ”

Song Zehan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was extremely dangerous.

He directly increased the force on his feet.

"Click-"

The sound of broken bones mixed with screams echoed through the warehouse.

"One last chance, what's in this?"

Most of the liquid in the syringe has been injected into Ruan Shiyan's body, and less than a quarter of the amount is now left.

The screams fell, and the man immediately raised a smug smile again.

"Want to know? Then sign a contract with me. Sign it, and I'll tell you. ”

Song Zehan's eyes quickly crossed a touch of ruthlessness.

He nodded imperceptibly, withdrew the foot that had stepped on the man, and immediately took out the pistol that had been put away for a few minutes, aimed it at the man's right palm, and "bang" - another shot.

That's the man slapping Ruan Shiyan's hand in the video.

The gunshots fell, and Fu Disheng, Xiao Xing and Xiao Xing, who were sitting in the back car, finally arrived.

Fu Disheng: "Master Han! ”

Xiao Xing: "Master Yan! ”

The two men opened their mouths in unison.

Song Ze's cold gaze swept over the man's pale face, and fell on Ruan Shiyan's little face that was pale because of pain and fainting, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Knives."

Fu Disheng handed it over immediately.

Song Zehan put away the gun and handed the syringe to Fu Disheng, then took the knife, cut all the hemp ropes that bound Ruan Shiyan's hands and feet, and then bent down and hugged her horizontally.

Seeing that her white wrists were strangled red by thick hemp rope, and the red pinholes on her forearms, his heart shrank violently, and he almost couldn't breathe in pain.

"Fu Disheng."

"Master Han, I'm here!"

"Find a few more people to test the ingredients inside, and the first one to come to the right conclusion will be rewarded."

"Yes!"

Fu Disheng's answer fell, and his eyes followed his cold master's face to the face of the man who was paralyzed because of the pain.

"This thing, take good care of it, especially the right hand. Before I want him to breathe, keep his life for me! ”

The woman who dares to touch him, death, is a luxury.

"Understood!"

"Contact Dr. Gu again and go to Song Yuan to collect blood immediately."

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Song Zehan walked towards the warehouse gate with the sleeping Ruan Shiyan in his arms.

"Xiao Xing, drive."

Although Xiao Xing was very dissatisfied with Song Zehan's tone of being an order to everyone, he also knew that it was not the time to care about these things, so he hurriedly followed.

As soon as the car drove into Song Garden, before he arrived at the villa, he saw from a distance that Doctor Gu Gu Zuo was already waiting at the door of the villa.

Xiao Xing drove the car directly according to Song Zehan's meaning.

As soon as the door opened, Gu Zuo greeted him with a frown.

"Master Han, what's the ......" Halfway through his words, Gu Zuo was shocked by the scene in front of him, "Ruan ...... Nguyen Shi Yan? She...... She's not already ......"

Song Zehan obviously didn't want to explain, just ordered in a cold voice.

"Blood drawn."