Chapter 137 Don’t cry, I’ll beat him!

Zhu Yunwei collapsed all over and fell into Feng Shuo's arms. Looking at the man's nervous and anxious expression, her nose felt sore and unbearable. She could no longer hold back her tears and they burst out.

"Feng Shuo, why did you come just now..."

She wanted to say thank you, but when the words came to her lips, only grievance remained.

He said that there would be no danger as long as we didn't leave the camp!

But it just happened in the camp kitchen!

She was so scared that she thought she was doomed to suffer humiliation today.

All I can do now is cry.

I can't even hug him.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Feng Shuo's eyes were filled with heartache, his brows furrowed. He wiped the tears from her face, leaned over and kissed her forehead, coaxing her softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

"He drugged me and I can't move my hands and feet. I'm going to be paralyzed. He slapped me in the face and it hurts so much! He even took pictures of me without clothes and threatened to... threaten me to leave you!"

Zhu Yunying sobbed and sobbed, tears streaming down her face. Her pitiful eyes fixed on Feng Shuo as she kept complaining, her voice choking with sobs: "Hit him! Hit him! Wuu ...

Feng Shuo was terrified when he heard this.

Following Zhu Yunying's words, he checked her hands. He lifted them up and found them limp and boneless, hanging down limply. The same was true of her legs, which were bent awkwardly, with her toes pressed against the cracks in the rocks, and her calves were white.

The little face was covered with tears, and the redness on the cheeks was thought to be from crying too hard, but now I realized that it was because of being beaten by Luo Weiguo!

And the buttons on her collar had been ripped off at some point, revealing a small patch of fair skin. He could vaguely see her collarbone, and the small red mole he always loved to linger on...

Zhu Yunying couldn't stop crying. She tried hard to bury herself in Feng Shuo's arms, but because her hands and feet had no feeling, she had to give up again and again, and cried even louder.

At this moment, Feng Shuo's expression could no longer be described simply as ugly.

He tightened his face, bit his back teeth hard, his temples throbbing wildly, and the veins on his arms that were holding Zhu Yunwei were bulging, ready to strike.

"Don't cry... I'll beat him! Be good and wait for a while. After I beat him, I'll take you back."

Feng Shuo kissed Zhu Yunwei's forehead again. Feeling the fear and pain of the person in his arms, he couldn't help but kiss her tears, covering his eyes with his hands.

"Don't look at it, take a break."

Feng Shuo carefully leaned her against the haystack next to the cave, stood up, twisted his wrist, and walked towards Luo Weiguo.

The kick just now had sent Luo Weiguo flying onto the cliff wall of the cave. His face hit the rock, and his nose was bleeding. He collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Which hand did you hit?"

Feng Shuo looked down at him condescendingly, his voice as cold as if it came from hell, and his fists were already clenched until they made a crackling sound.

Luo Weiguo tilted his head and spat out the blood in his mouth, then raised his eyes and snorted, "You like the random woman I put in the house?"

"Zhu Yunwei is my wife!"

Feng Shuo leaned over and grabbed Luo Weiguo by the collar, then slapped him in the face. His head was knocked off balance and blood gushed out of his mouth again!

Snap——

Another backhand slap!

The other side of his face was also swollen, with obvious finger marks!

"Feng Shuo... why are you pretending to be so affectionate! Why did you accept the marriage proposal back then? Did you think I didn't know? The whole city is talking about it...ah..."

Ahhhh——

A heart-wrenching cry!

Feng Shuo kicked Luo Weiguo away again, raised his foot and stepped on his forearm. He stepped hard and heard a cracking sound!

Luo Weiguo's right hand was broken!

"Feng Shuo! You did it all for a woman!!!"

Luo Weiguo's face turned pale with pain, big beads of sweat condensed on his forehead. After roaring at the top of his lungs, he completely lost all his strength. He couldn't even lie down, and fell headfirst to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"What did you feed her?"

Feng Shuo half-knelt on the ground, pulled off the Polaroid camera hanging on Luo Weiguo's chest, rummaged through his pockets, and questioned him harshly with a serious expression.

Luo Weiguo, who had been beaten black and blue, had blood all over his mouth and spoke incoherently, but he still insisted: "You can't find it..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Shuo pulled out a box necklace from his chest.

Open it with a snap!

On one side was a photo of Shen Qian, and on the other side was white powder wrapped in film paper.

The cold light in Feng Shuo's eyes seemed to turn into a sharp blade, cutting Luo Weiguo to pieces with each cut. He grabbed his throat and asked, "Is this it? You poisoned me?!"

Luo Weiguo stretched his neck, his trachea was squeezed, his face was twisted, and he could only breathe out but not in.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and said, "I won't tell you!"

Feng Shuo's knuckles turned white from the force, and he wished he could just break the man's neck. His eyes were bloodshot.

After seeing the madness in Luo Weiguo's eyes, he took a deep breath and suddenly let go.

Luo Weiguo coughed violently, blood, saliva and tears blurred into a ball, and his consciousness became a little unclear.

He thought that Feng Shuo would not kill innocent people or resort to lynching out of military principles!

But unexpectedly, the next second, his hands were tied up with restraints.

I don’t know if it was the hands or the feet that were also tied up.

Feng Shuo did not pull off his necklace, but took the powder bag inside.

It's a small portion, not much.

Luo Weiguo watched him open the package, pinch his chin, and pour the liquid directly into it!

His hands and feet were tied, and he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't even touch Feng Shuo, not to mention that his right hand was broken.

"Can you tell me now? What is it?"

Feng Shuo put away the package of medicine powder, pinched Luo Weiguo's face, and questioned him in a cold voice.

Luo Weiguo's eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was full of blood, but he still refused to let go: "If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Why would I kill you? To dirty my hands?"

Feng Shuo pulled up the restraints tied around him and carried him out of the cave like a wild boar. With a strong throw and pull, the man was hung on the tree.

Fuchsia!

The necklace with Shen Qian's photo swung back and forth, always almost falling off Luo Weiguo's neck.

In order to maintain his balance, Luo Weiguo had to endure the severe pain and crane his neck with difficulty, like a dying pheasant.

Feng Shuo gave him a cold look and turned back to the cave.

After a while, he came out carrying Zhu Yunying on his back.

Zhu Yunying's hands and feet were still weak and she had no strength to use them.

Feng Shuo took off his training clothes, tied her to his back, supported her legs with one hand from behind, held her hand with the other in front, and walked out step by step.

She opened her eyes wide and saw clearly the scene of Feng Shuo beating someone up.

Every punch hits the flesh and every move hits the bone.

At first, she was still feeling wronged and lonely after being bullied, and she couldn't stop crying. But after Feng Shuo said that she was his wife, a warm current flowed through her body, causing her heart to surge.

So this is what it feels like to have someone backing you up.

The heart is filled very full.

Feng Shuo pushed open a simple and dilapidated fence door at the entrance of the cave and walked out of the woods carrying Zhu Yunwei on his back.

Zhu Yunwei's body was numb and numb. Only when she put her face on his shoulder could she feel the man's warm and broad back, and a sour feeling came to her nose.

It’s not a grievance, it’s a sudden heartbeat.

Her throat was choked with sobs, and her breath was filled with tears, but she didn't want to cry in front of Feng Shuo again, so she coughed lightly and called out, "Brother Feng..."