Transmigrated to the 70s: The Delicate Beauty Has a Spatial System

Su Nan, the most popular beauty blogger on the entire network, transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the female cannon fodder who snatched the male lead from the female lead. Su Nan declared ...

Chapter 128 Don't Play Tricks on Me

"Stop letting her stinky mouth open." Zhou Rang squeezed out the harsh words from between his teeth.

"Yes, Brother Rang." Zhou Rang was very angry. In order to prevent this anger from affecting himself, the scarred man quickly turned around and gave a look to the sturdy woman.

"Do you still have any law? I'm going to call the police." Before Su Tiantian could finish her words, she was slapped in the face with almost as much force as the scarred man had just used to hit her.

"Have I ever told you that a person needs to know how to adapt to changing circumstances and be a hero? More importantly, he needs to have good vision and control his mouth, only then can he live a long life." The sturdy woman squatted in front of Su Tiantian, grabbed her collar, and warned her with a sneer.

"Don't hit me, I will never say anything nonsense, help me." Su Tiantian begged for mercy after being slapped twice.

But no one paid any attention to her anymore.

After a while, there was no movement in the house and it returned to its original silence.

At this time, there was a rustling sound outside the house. Someone opened the door, and Wang Yong and several men walked in with a big man with a black cloth on his head.

"When we looked for him, he was selling things on the black market." Wang Yong said as he poured all the things the man had just sold onto the table.

Zhou Rang stepped forward and picked up a box of blush. His eyes narrowed and his fingertips trembled.

"Rangrang, will this color look good under the eyes?" The girl asked coquettishly with a bright smile as she sat on the dressing table in front of the window.

Recalling the past, Zhou Rang closed his eyes tightly, then opened them suddenly. There was a bloodshot in his eyes. It felt like a cut was made in his heart, blood gushing out, and the pain was so severe that it made it impossible to breathe.

Zhou Rang turned around and kicked the man in front of him hard in the chest, sending him flying backwards and hitting the door.

Wang Yong stepped forward, twisted the man up, tore off the black cloth on his head, and brought him to Zhou Rang, saying, "We searched his house, but found no trace of Miss Su."

Wang Hongwei groaned, the pain in his chest made him unable to straighten his back. After listening to Wang Yong's words, he finally understood why this group of people came to him, and quickly begged for mercy: "Brother, it was Xia Congjie who asked me to do it. It has nothing to do with me."

I originally thought that Su Nan was just an educated youth from another place, with no relatives or friends in Sang'an County, and few friends who were all peasants from the countryside, so it was easy for him to take action, and he didn't have to worry about any worries or revenge.

But he didn't expect that there was such a group of desperate criminals behind her. If he had known this earlier, he would never dare to attack Su Nan for the fifty yuan that Xia Congjie mentioned.

Wang Yong punched Wang Hongwei on the back and frowned, "Where is Miss Su?"

"I don't know, I really don't know." Wang Hongzhi quickly shook his head, then said, "Ask Xia Congjie, he works at the Red Star Photo Studio, and he's a colleague of Su Nan."

"Are you talking about him?" Zhou Rang frowned, turned around, dragged out the motionless person lying on the ground from the corner, and threw him directly next to Wang Hongwei.

If that person isn't Xia Congjie, then who else could that person be?

However, he no longer looked as gentle and polite as before. Instead, he was covered in blood and looked like a completely different person.

Wang Hongwei's lips were swollen and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, wetting the strands of hair at his temples like a stream and sticking to his cheeks. He couldn't help swallowing.

Just as he was about to say something, the scary man in front of him spoke first, warning: "Don't play tricks on me. I don't have much patience."

"I really don't know, I didn't have the chance to do it..." Wang Hongwei's lips trembled, and he couldn't help falling to the ground. After hesitating for a second, he opened his mouth to defend himself and didn't want to have anything to do with this incident.

Hearing this, Zhou Rang's pupils suddenly contracted violently, and his eyes seemed to be spewing out scorching flames. He clenched his ten fingers towards his palms and clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles crackling, as if he was going to punch Wang Hongzhi in the face with his iron fist in the next second.

But for some reason, he retracted his fist at the last second, slowly squatted in front of Wang Hongzhi, then leisurely lit a cigarette, stared at Wang Hongzhi's eyes for a long time, took a puff of the cigarette butt, and then blew a smoke ring into his face.

"Let me ask you, you've been squatting on Wutong Street for so long, and you must rush back to have dinner every day, so why didn't you rush back one day?" Zhou Rang's tone was softer than ever, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

Wang Hongzhi was so frightened that his heart was pounding as if it would jump out of his throat in the next second. His breathing became heavy and rapid, and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

How could he know so clearly?

"I ran into an acquaintance on the street the other day, ah..." Before Wang Hongzhi could finish his words, he felt a sharp burning pain in his shoulder blade. It was because he had pressed the cigarette butt hard on his skin.

"I'll give you another chance. Will you tell me or not?" Zhou Rang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his aura was fully released, like a god of death descending.

"You stole these fucking things from my sister-in-law's room. Do you think we are blind and can't recognize them? And you dare to lie here? You are kidding me." Wang Yong couldn't help but kick Wang Hongzhi in the leg.

"I said, I said, stop hitting me." Wang Hongzhi's face turned pale with pain, and he clasped his hands together and begged for mercy.

Zhou Rang then let go of the cigarette, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground, with the last spark extinguished.

“I really don’t know where the person is.”

Wang Hongzhi lowered his head, his hair covering his nervous eyes, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he bit his thick lips unconsciously. His two big hands supported themselves on the ground, his legs trembling slightly, and he told everything about what he and Xia Congjie had done on Wutong Street that day.

"Xia Congjie and I met at a poker table. Some time ago, he suddenly paid me fifty yuan to help him follow a girl. He said she was a lesbian who had just started working at their photo studio. He liked her, so he wanted to learn more about her lifestyle so that he could prescribe the right medicine for her."

Hearing this, Zhou Rang clenched his fists a little tighter. He had heard these words from Xia Congjie before. Shameless thing. The words sound nice, but do you really think others don't know what kind of dirty thoughts are in your heart?

"After I helped to follow her for a while, Xia Congjie said that he couldn't catch the girl with his clean means, so he asked me to kidnap her. He wanted to be a hero saving a beautiful girl, and then he gave me a bottle of medicine and told me to feed it to her when the time comes."

When Wang Hongzhi said this, his voice gradually became lower, as if he was finding it difficult to speak.

"What medicine?" Zhou Rang's muscles were tense, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wang Hongzhi raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Rang cautiously. He was so frightened by his aura that he hugged his head and stammered, "It has nothing to do with me. Xia Congjie gave it to me. He said it was an aphrodisiac that could make both men and women happy."

Zhou Rang was filled with anger and had no place to vent, so he punched the floor, making a small hole in the wooden floor. His joints were also rubbed and bleeding.

"And then? You gave it to her to eat?" These words were forced out of his throat. His face turned red, his brows were furrowed, and even the blue veins on his hands were clearly visible.