The man had sunken eyes, an unkempt beard, and several hideous scars on his forehead.
If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to tell that he is the high-spirited Mr. Qin a few months ago.
Qin Yuhui looked at him with sinister and fierce eyes: "You have worked so hard just to send me to prison. Are you disappointed to see me standing here now?"
He put his hands in the pockets of his black jacket and continued provocatively: "If I hadn't come out, I really wouldn't have seen such a wonderful scene. You and Xu Wan are so loving. We both lived in her house and slept together."
How many times?
How is it? Does she taste good?
It feels so good, you..."
Before Qin Yuhui finished speaking, someone grabbed him by the collar.
Ruan Chen stared at him coldly: "Shut up!"
Qin Yuhui smiled instead of being angry, and his expression was a little more relaxed and comfortable than before. He closed his eyes and thought: "Did I say something wrong? She has a good figure, plenty of water, and can endure sex, but her skin is too tender. She often
It’s easy to get all over your body…”
Halfway through his words, he was punched hard in the face and fell heavily into the bushes nearby, letting out a dull grunt.
The surrounding students were startled when they heard this movement, but they couldn't help but stop and watch.
Ruan Chen walked over expressionlessly, squatted down on one knee, pulled up his collar again, and said word by word: "I told you to shut up, can't you hear me?"
Qin Yuhui rested his elbows on the ground, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all, and even became crazier: "Have you ever heard her scream for bed? Her voice is not very romantic..."
Another hard punch.
Unlike Qin Yuhui who hated him so much every time he was beaten by Ruan Chen, this time he seemed to be deliberately provoking and did not fight back at all during the whole process. Every time he was beaten, the smile on his face became more and more crazier and evil.
Qin Yuhui spat out a mouthful of foam, and the sound of being beaten was intermittent, but he still did not restrain himself at all, further irritating him: "Can't you stand this?
Then what I’m going to show you next, won’t you kill me if you see it? Hahahaha.”
While he was speaking, regardless of the severe pain in his body, he slowly took out a stack of photos with his hand in his pocket and placed it in front of Ruan Chen.
Ruan Chen fisted his fist in the air, his pupils shrank, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "Beast!"
Qin Yuhui smiled and said: "I still have a lot of photos like this. I have set up automatic sending. In half an hour, these photos will appear overwhelmingly on the Internet. Xu Wan will be ruined and his reputation will be ruined."
You, you also hahahahaha..."
Ruan Chen said nothing and looked at him as if he were a dead person.
Soon, Qin Yuhui, who was lying on the ground, lost his voice.
Looking at Qin Yuhui lying limply on the ground, someone shouted in horror: "He's dead! He's been beaten to death!"
At this time, the school security guards and teachers finally heard the news and came over and pulled Ruan Chen away.
Among the panicked crowd, no one knew who called the police. The sounds of police cars and ambulances filled the entire dormitory area.
When Xu Wan arrived, he only saw the shadow of the police car leaving.
She felt the biting cold wind filling her chest, rushing into her chest.
Xu Wan casually grabbed a girl and asked in a quick and dry voice, "What...what happened?"
She was not wearing a mask, a hat, or even any disguise.
When the girl saw her, she was stunned for a moment, then said belatedly: "It seems like I killed someone..."
Xu Wan looked even more nervous: "Who?
Who hit him?"
"I heard it was Ruan Chen... The one who was beaten to death seemed to be from outside the school. I don't know him..."
Hearing this answer, Xu Wan felt dizzy and almost lost his balance.
The girl next to her quickly helped her: "Are you okay?"
Xu Wan shook his head, turned around quickly, took a taxi and went straight to the police station.
In the police car, Ruan Chen had handcuffs on his hands, his face was cold and emotionless, and there were dots of Qin Yuhui's blood on his body and fists.
The policeman looked at him with a strange expression. He was about to say something when he suddenly said, "Can I make a call?"
The policeman thought he was going to call a lawyer, so he nodded: "Fight him, but you have to do it in front of us, and you only have two minutes."
Ruan Chen hummed, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
After the call was connected, he spoke concisely: "I am in the police car and may be sentenced. Before that, I need half an hour and a computer."
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Cishen paused for two seconds and replied simply: "Which police station."
Ruan Chen turned his head and looked at the policeman next to him, and said calmly: "Please ask which police station you are from."
The policeman was confused by his good attitude and subconsciously spoke.
After Ruan Chen got the answer, he said thank you and put away his phone.
Just when the several police officers in the car were confused, two minutes later, they received a call.
Soon, the police car stopped outside the Internet cafe at the intersection.
When Ruan Chen was brought in, many minors were scared away from the entire Internet cafe. Even the boss was trembling and said he would never dare to do it again.
The policeman waved his hand and just asked him for a private room.
When Ruan Chen sat down, a policeman next to him said, "Take the handcuffs off for him."
The two of them looked at each other and both knew that he had a lot of background.
And even though he might beat Keren to death in school, his attitude was not arrogant and domineering, but polite and gentle.
It was completely different from the cold and fierce look in his eyes when they took him away at the crime scene just now.
It's really sad.
After Ruan Chen's handcuffs were released, he said thank you again.
When the computer was turned on, he took out a blood-stained mobile phone from his bag.
It belongs to Qin Yuhui.
He tried several passwords and the phone was unlocked.
But when he logged into Weibo using this number, there were no photos that he said were sent regularly.
Not this number.
Ruan Chen looked at the time and saw that there was less than ten minutes left.
His fingers were tapping quickly on the keyboard, and lines of code appeared on the computer screen.
Just when he found another mobile phone number under the fake ID card, Zhou Cishen also called.
What they found was the same account.
Next, just decipher the password of this account.
The two policemen watched Ruan Chen's operation. Just when they were secretly sighing that it was a pity for such a good young talent, they suddenly saw nude photos appearing in front of them.
Before they could take a closer look, all those photos had been deleted.
After cleaning up all the data, Ruan Chen stood up and took the initiative to raise his hands. His expression was still calm and without any disturbance: "I'm fine, let's go."