"Fat brother, please stay and help him. I can go back by myself."
Although she was worried about Yan Zhan, she also knew that the subsequent events were not something she, an outsider, could participate in.
"Sister, how can we dare to let you go back alone? Then your third uncle can't call him a dead brother?"
After Fatty Sun finished speaking, he thought about what was wrong.
Why is he inexplicably a generation younger than Third Master?
This little girl is not the daughter of the Yan family, why is she called uncle?
"Then I'll bother Fat Brother." Manshu stopped being pretentious, "Then I can get off the car and say hello to my third uncle and then leave?"
"Don't!"
Before Fatty Sun could stop him, Manshu had already opened the door and got out of the car.
"Third uncle?" Manshu walked towards Yan Zhan.
"do not come!"
Yan Zhan's back was to Manshu, so he immediately stopped him when he heard her voice.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Manshu knew that the two people just exploded.
Come here and be mentally prepared.
She had already seen the scene of blood and flesh splattering everywhere, and she felt physically nauseated.
"vomit……"
Manshu ran to the roadside and vomited all over the place.
Yan Zhan chased after her, frowning and wanted to pat her back, but stopped halfway.
He was close to the two people and was splashed a little.
So Yan Zhan returned to the Bentley and took the water from the trunk.
First, he rinsed his hands with mineral water, then took a bottle and handed it to Manshu.
Before handing it over, he helped her unscrew the bottle cap.
Manshu took the water and rinsed it with a gulp. After drinking more than half of the bottle of water, she temporarily suppressed the nausea.
When she got a little better, Yan Zhan said, "I'll ask Fatty Sun to take you back."
"good."
Manshu's face was pale, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be in a very bad condition.
Yan Zhan wanted to send her back in person, but he had to change his clothes first.
It's better to let Fat Sun send the people back first.
It was almost dawn now, and Fatty Sun sent Manshu to his door before leaving.
Manshu went back and took a bath, then fell asleep on the bed.
During this sleep, I vaguely dreamed of being tied to an iron bed by Gu Zimo and Yan Siyu in my previous life.
No matter how hard she struggled, the faces of the two people were right in front of her.
Gu Zimo crossed his arms and looked at her indifferently, while Yan Siyu held a scalpel and screamed at her.
The two of them became her nightmare.
While they weren't paying attention, she somehow managed to break free from the rope, dragging her bleeding body and running out barefoot.
Running and running in the mountains and forests...
No matter how she ran, Gu Zimo and Yan Siyu always followed behind.
Until the flash flood broke out. There was a flash flood in front of me and two demons behind me.
Manshu didn't know whether he should stand there and wait to be submerged by the flash flood, or whether he should retreat and throw himself into a trap.
At this moment, a third person's voice appeared.
"Manju?"
It's Uncle San!
Manshu ran desperately towards the direction where Yan Zhan appeared: "Third uncle, save me!"
Yan Zhan looked at the little girl on the bed with her face flushed and sweat on her forehead. She was struggling desperately in her sleep and mumbling something.
He called several times but failed to wake anyone up.
Yan Zhan got closer and finally heard her calling him and calling him for help.
He frowned, was the little girl having a nightmare?
In her dream, Manshu saw that she was about to be submerged by a flash flood. Gu Zimo and Yan Siyu looked on coldly. She had no time to grab Yan Zhan's extended hand——