Qiao Ran only felt that the car had been driving for more than an hour before stopping.

She was pulled out of the back case, and she was thrown to the ground with her face to the ground, and then she was dragged away like she was on the mountain.

Fortunately, this is Pinglu, and her body is not as painful as before.

After a few turns, Qiao Ran's body stopped.

"Sir, the man you want, the brothers brought it to you."

"Open!"

Listening to the man's familiar voice, Qiao Ran's heart was cold!

It's Song Yuyuan.

Sure enough, it was exactly what she expected.

Song Wanrou borrowed Song Yuyuan's hand to get rid of her.

The black leather bag was opened, unkempt, his face was bruised, and his mouth was gagged by rags, Qiao Ran appeared in front of Song Yuyuan.

Looking at the danger and killing intent in Song Yuyuan's eyes, Qiao Ran's eyes were cold.

"Qiao Ran, you didn't expect that you also have today, right?" Song Yuyuan asked with a sneer.

"When I saw these kidnappers, I expected that the person who kidnapped me must be you idiot."

Although Qiao Ran's face was full of embarrassment, she just sat on the ground, but her body exuded a stoic and arrogant temperament.

"When death comes, you still have a hard mouth, I want to see if your mouth is hard, or my leather shoes are hard." Song Yuyuan said and kicked Qiao Ran's chest.

Qiao Ran was kicked and fell to the ground, only to feel that the blood in her chest was surging rapidly, and her breathing was not smooth, so that she almost fainted to death.

"Song Yuyuan, the person who killed your sister Song Wanqing is not me, it is Song Wanrou, if you still want to live, let me go, if I die, the next person to die will be you, and then your mother, your father, Song Wanrou will kill everyone in the Song family to vent her hatred for the pain she has endured for so many years of studying foreign arts." Qiao Ran looked at Song Yuyuan seriously.

Song Yuyuan's eyes were shocked, how did Qiao Ran know about Song Wanrou's learning of foreign arts?

As if seeing Song Yuyuan's thoughts, Qiao Ran said again: "Originally, I didn't know that there were strange arts in this world, but the world is so big that there are no surprises, and the delivery man's wife I saved is a cultivator of foreign arts."

As soon as the delivery man woke up, he told me that Song Wanrou was very evil and should be a person who practiced strange arts, and I was still skeptical about it, until the day Song Wanqing was buried, I went to the funeral home to see Song Wanqing's wounds.

The person who was killed by the strange art, the body will change on the seventh day, under the high-definition precision instrument, Song Wanqing's body is really changed as the delivery man's wife said, Song Yuyuan, you should be no stranger to that delivery man, right? ”

Song Yuyuan is indeed no stranger to that delivery man!

Zhang Qianqian's death, he was the mastermind and executor behind the scenes.

The delivery man who was bled to the point of dying was also carried into the room by him.

It's just that I didn't expect that the wife of a randomly selected delivery man turned out to be a person who cultivates strange arts.

By now, Qiao Ran is already in his pocket, and he will definitely die.

Why not let her know that Song Wanrou is a person who learns foreign arts?

"When people are dying, they will find ways to justify themselves and frame others, do you think I believe you or my own sister?

Wan Rou has been practicing magic since she was a child, but she has been well-behaved and obedient since she came back, and she obeyed us, how could she be the murderer of Wan Qing?

No matter how clever you say today, I won't believe your nonsense, I want you to go to hell on Chinese New Year's Eve to atone for Wanqing's sins with the most tragic death, and beat me hard first! ”

Song Yuyuan's handsome face was terrifying, with a bloodthirsty smile that admired death.

"Wait a minute!" Looking at the few masked men who came around, Qiao Ran looked at Song Yuyuan: "I can't use martial arts now, it falls into your hands, today is a certain death without doubt, can you let me be a ghost after I die, can you tell me how Zhang Qianqian died?" ”

"Don't worry, when you take your last breath, I'll let you be a ghost."

As soon as Song Yuyuan's words fell, Qiao Ran was pulled up by the collar, and the raindrops slapped her in the face, and she was kicked to the ground like a broken ball.

Qiao Ran only felt a hot pain all over his body, so painful that his internal organs were shattered, and his head was buzzing like a bomber.

It turned out that he didn't know martial arts, and the feeling of being weak and being bullied was so desperate and terrible.

It turned out that the feeling of being on the verge of death was so suffocating and painful.

"Poof......" A mouthful of bright red and salty blood spit out of Qiao Ran's mouth.

"Alright, let's stop for a moment!" Song Yuyuan held a white porcelain bottle in his hand: "Pull her over, I want to give her something good!" ”

Qiao Ran struggled to retreat, and there was no clean face, only a pair of eyes showing a bright fear.

"What are you going to give me a drink?"

"Don't worry, I will torture you to death little by little, I will not poison you to death, this is a miracle medicine that makes you feel happy and ascend to immortal in pain." Song Yuyuan had a perverted smile on his face.

"Song Yuyuan, I'm your sister, you can't do this to me!" Qiao Ran's eyes were full of shock.

She knew that Song Yuyuan had always been promiscuous in this regard, but she didn't expect him to be so unethical and moral.

"A nominal sister, you still expect me to remember you with affection?"

In order not to leave an unpleasant reputation in the outside world, Song Zhiyuan announced to the outside world that Song Wanqing and Song Yuyuan were his stepdaughter and stepsons, but Qiao Ran knew that they were Song Zhiyuan's biological children.

"Song Yuyuan, you know clearly in your heart that I am not your nominal sister, but your half-sister, you can't tolerate this by heaven, and the sky will thunder."

Song Yuyuan, who was exposed to the lie, had a more yin owl on his face, and bloodthirsty excitement in his red eyes.

"So what? You're going to die right away anyway, and no one will know the secret. Song Yuyuan pinched Qiao Ran's mouth hard and poured the medicine in the bottle into Qiao Ran's mouth.

Qiao Ran resisted regardless of her heartache, but her hands were tied, and her body hurt as uncomfortably as an explosion, but she couldn't break free of her hands, so she could only be forced to be drugged by Song Yuyuan.

Song Yuyuan, who had filled the medicine, slammed the bottle to the ground hard, pushing Qiao Ran face to the ground on the ground of the broken porcelain.

Suddenly, there was a hot pain on Qiao Ran's face that was scratched by the porcelain.

"Untie her, don't say that she doesn't have martial arts, no matter how strong her martial arts are, she will obediently surrender to you!" Song Yuyuan said in an evil voice.

Qiao Ran, whose hands were loosened, quickly stood up and ran out, but she only ran a few steps before someone pulled her hair and threw her to the ground like a fallen leaf.

Looking at Song Yuyuan, who was walking towards her step by step, Qiao Ran crawled back with a frightened face.

"Song Yuyuan, don't come here, don't come over......"

The effect of the medicine was very fast, and Qiao Ran found that she had some uncontrollable bodies, but her brain was surprisingly clear, struggling between the two extremes of sobriety and desire, which made her feel this painful struggle of wanting to die for the first time in her life.

"Don't you want to know how Zhang Qianqian died? Soon you will experience how she died, because Zhang Qianqian drank the same medicine as you and died. Song Yuyuan said with a bloodthirsty smile.

"So, Zhang Qianqian was really killed by you? She has no grudges against you, and she is a good friend of your sister, why did you kill her? Qiao Ran controlled his will with all his might, diverting Song Yuyuan's attention.

"That's right, I killed her, her slut laughed at my sister in the detention center, and incited my sister to slap, I let her die in that way, it was already merciful to her.

If it weren't for the fact that I had framed you for murder with her life, I would have put her to death slowly, and then thrown her to the pigs to eat, and it would have been impossible to keep her whole body. Song Yuyuan's originally handsome and handsome face was a hideous pervert at the moment.