So Hu Dayong attributed all the resentment to Ruan Guoqiang. Ruan Guoqiang was not easy to deal with, and he could not treat Zhou Tinglan's current husband, but even so, could he not move Ruan Guoqiang's daughter?
Now that he grabbed Ruan Guoqiang's daughter in his hand, he would not let this little bitch go easily no matter what.
Hu Dayong had to return the pain he had suffered over the years to relieve his hatred and fill the unbalanced ravines in his heart.
Only by avenging all the humiliation his daughter has suffered.
While gesturing at Ruan Anlan, Hu Dayong stared at Ruan Anlan with a slight smile, "Don't be stubborn when you're about to die. What do you think your life is to me?"
It was at this time that Ruan Anlan finally confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed a desperate person.
He doesn't want money or anything else. The purpose of his dragging her here today is to kill her life.
The fear and fear in my heart are densely covered with winding like a poisonous snake.
Ruan Anlan never thought that one day she would encounter such a thing, but now she can never think of any other way besides thinking calmly to avoid angering the person in front of her.
We can only delay time as much as possible so that Gu Tingyuan and Mu Xianru have a chance to detect and rescue.
Taking a deep breath, Ruan Anlan tried her best to calm her thoughts. She looked at the man's pupils, "Sir, have I offended you?"
Hu Dayong: "You have indeed offended someone you shouldn't have offended."
Ruan Anlan asked: "So it was the person who should not offend you who sent you here?"
Hu Dayong is out of touch with society and does not have any ambitions, but he is not a fool. How could he not hear that Ruan Anlan is deliberately trying to trick him?
Hu Dayong exerted a little force on his hand, and Ruan Anlan felt that the skin on his collarbone had been scraped, but she was not very strong, and she just made a small hole in Ruan Anlan's body like a warning.
But God knows how afraid of pain Ruan Anlan is.
If it weren't for the wrong time, Ruan Anlan knew that the person in front of her was not something she could complain casually. Even if it hurt, she could only endure it and grit her teeth and hold it down.
Hu Dayong warned: "Don't give me any bad ideas. Do you think I can't hear you're deliberately trying to mess with me?"
Ruan Anlan bit her lip, and a layer of fine sweat burst out from her back. Ruan Anlan was not afraid or hurt too much.
It is just that no one can be completely indifferent at this moment. At this moment, Ruan Anlan's mentality has changed a little.
She could no longer switch her emotions freely and be absolutely calm and self-sustaining.
Before Ruan Anlan could speak, Hu Dayong put away the Swiss army knife. Before putting it away, he slapped Ruan Anlan's forehead with a cold knife.
Ruan An blue has white skin and thin stratum corneum. Usually, Gu Tingyuan can leave a mark if he pinches it casually for a long time and cannot be dissipated.
Not to mention that she was taken here by a man, and was slapped twice by the man on the left and right sides.
Now it was a heavy blow again. Ruan Anlan's face seemed to have been painted with oil, and three bright red pieces were bright, especially on the cheek on her right, the palm print left by the first slap was the most conspicuous.
If her hands are free now, it is absolutely impossible to be completely controlled by others.