The machine head lowered its head weakly, thick blood overflowed from the corners of the mouth, and the muscles in the cheeks kept shaking with pain. The savage eyes were full of pain. For a big man, his eyes were red with pain, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
He shook his head desperately in begging for mercy. No words of mercy could come out of his mouth, his head shook like a oscillation, and there was panic in his eyes.
Xue Shao glared with bloodthirsty red eyes, violence spread across his body, and a suppressed pain grew in his heart.
When Xue Shao heard the word "Lan Ruge" coming from the aircraft head, his heart tightened a little, and there was a hint of surprise and worry. Somehow, the woman had fallen into his heart, and every one of them had
Every word about her can affect his emotions.
It has been three days since the day Lan Ruge disappeared. He has been without her breath for three days. This separation is different from the past five years. In the past five years, at least he knew who Lan Ruge was with.
At the same time, at least he knew that she was not by his side to avoid him and live her own life. At least he still cared about her in his heart.
But this time, she disappeared silently, leaving Xiaoxuan, her most beloved son, alone and missing. Her disappearance left a terrifying gap in Xue Shao's heart, and there was a faint feeling of loss.
Xue Shao's heart was spinning inexplicably.
Arouse all his wild violence.
He asked He Jian to search for Lan Ruge secretly because he didn't want the news to leak out and let the people on the road know about it. Because he knew that once the people on the road knew about the disappearance of Lan Ruge and the mother of his child, the all-pervasive group of barbarians on the road would
People will definitely try every means to hold Lan Ruge hostage and blackmail him!
However, the paper still could not contain the fire, and people on the street still made a fuss about Lan Ruge.
Xue Shao could clearly see that the machine head didn't know where Lan Ruge was, but he couldn't hold it back when his violence broke out. He tortured the machine head severely and vented his anger! Punishment, punishment came out of the machine head's mouth.
Lan Ruge’s name.
What's more, it's the tiny hope in his heart, the hope in his bottomless heart that this machine really knows the whereabouts of Ruge. As long as he relentlessly and ruthlessly presses, maybe even the dead duck will be caught!
A faint pain like poison spread in Xue Shao's heart. Who can understand the pain of enduring loneliness like this!
At least the world doesn't understand that his pain is manifested in ruthless cruelty.
Xue Shao's bloody face raised an evil smile like Satan, "I still don't know! Very good! Aren't you very good at playing with women! I will let you depend on them for life!"
The next second, Xue Shao stretched out his hand like lightning, the sharp knife in his hand flashed, and the sound of cutting meat sounded.
Another miserable and hoarse scream broke through the darkness of the night, blood flowed across the ground, and dark red liquid flowed on the ground, which was shocking.
The machine head was so painful that his whole body was stiff and trembling, his face was white, and blood was flowing from the junction of his body and legs like a pour.
Two objects fell on the dark cement floor, one was a bloody tongue, and the other was the little brother of the machine that was sitting on its side and still twitching.
The whole room was filled with the smell of blood.
Xue Shao's black eyes were filled with red murderous aura, as ferocious and vicious as a leopard.
He Jian saw it in his eyes. He had seen such bloody scenes many times, so his mood would naturally not fluctuate.
What made his heart slightly sad was not the tortured and dying machine head, but the ferocious and cruel president who showed his ferocious face at this time. He Jian knew the president's secret pain. It started from the death of the president's mother, and that kind of secret pain had always lingered.
In the CEO's heart, what he has always feared most is loss.
When faced with loss, he often uses the most violent means to hide his inner pain.
He Jian walked to the CEO with a wet towel in his hand and handed it to him, "President." He looked at the still angry CEO with concern in his eyes.
Xue Shao glanced at He Jian with his red bloodshot eyes, and at the naked machine head that was still struggling between life and death. He snorted coldly, dropped the fruit knife in his hand, took the towel, and walked outside.
, while wiping the blood on his face slowly.
He Jian stayed to deal with the aftermath. He kicked the nose of the plane, which had gone into shock from the pain. He sighed and shook his head, "This is what will happen if you anger President Xue. Can you still be arrogant?"
He Jian ordered people to clean up the scene and called a doctor to stop the bleeding on the nose of the aircraft.
Xue Shao walked out, got into the jet black Bentley he owned, started the engine, and the car drew an arc in the space, pulling up a strong wind, speeding through the enchanting night.
Xue Shao drove with one hand, plugged in his earphones and made a call.
"Brother Shao, do you still miss me so late?" Xue Ting's teasing tone came over the phone, but it was not mixed with anxiety. It was obvious that he was not asleep yet.
Xue Shao's eyes darkened, "No matter where you are, go to your private hospital right now and make me a basin of bath medicine. I'll be there in ten minutes!" Bang, the call was hung up.
"Hey, Brother Shao!" Xue Ting wanted to say something, but only heard a busy signal.
He pursed his lips, what's wrong with Brother Shao, why he still wants to take a medicinal bath so late? Could it be that he misses his sister-in-law and can't resolve his physical urges in the middle of the night, so she comes to him to take a medicinal bath to reduce fire?
Brother Shao, really, if you can just pick up a woman to solve the problem, why bother yourself so much?
Xue Ting was developing a new and unique potion in his private hospital. He was so excited about the research that he didn't want to sleep. He shook his head helplessly and continued to prepare the chemicals in his hands.
After playing with the test tube for a while, he still felt uneasy. Xue Ting sighed, shook his head, and went to prepare a medicinal bath for Brother Shao.
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Xue Shao pushed open the door and entered Xue Ting's private hospital. When he came in, he started to take off his clothes without any care.
"Hey, hey, Brother Shao, pay attention to the influence." Xue Ting hurried over and started nagging.
Xue Shao ignored him at all, glanced at Xue Ting, and continued to take off his clothes, "Where is the medicinal bath I asked you to prepare?" His usual cold words floated out from his beautiful thin lips.
"I said, Brother Shao, although you have strong muscles, I didn't ask to see you. You don't have to wrong yourself so much." Xue Ting was really attracted by Brother Shao's strong abdominal muscles and stared at his chest.
Duplicity.
Xue Shao's black eyes shone with a cold light.
Xue Ting immediately became a good boy and swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva, "In the back room."
Xue Shao's slender and strong body immediately stood up and walked towards the back room, "Come here too." His voice floated from behind.
"No need, I don't have a hobby of bathing together." Classmate Xue Ting looked at Xue Shao's smooth and elastic back and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was still duplicitous and envious. How come Brother Shao has such a good figure and such muscles?
As for being strong, why doesn't he Xue Ting have such elastic and strong muscles? He Xue Ting is just a rack of ribs. The meat that has been stewed and cannot be eaten can at most be used as a washboard.