The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man

Chapter 132

"Xiaoshu is there!" He heard the anxious voice of his adoptive mother.

The fists that fell on the upper body disappeared, and Shen Qingyu opened his eyes and saw a face that was four points similar to Han Cheng.

The man looked at him contemptuously, dark and cold, as if looking at another slowly creeping dead object.

Shen Qingyu knew that he couldn't live anymore.

He grinned slowly, "You are late, hahahahahaha."

He laughed and was content, "In that room, there are not only Shen Qingshu, but also two other men. They have been locked together for a long time. The one Shen Qingshu called is a pitiful person. Guess, they What are you doing?"

Han Cheng, who had just walked to the door, suddenly stopped.

He looked at the door in front of him, his eyes sore for an instant.

His whole heart was trembling, and tears soaked silently into his eyes.

"You all go out." He whispered.

Han Yu turned his head to look at him, and Mother Shen began to cry with sobs.

Shen Qingyu still wanted to laugh, but Han Cheng stepped on her face.

"You talk too much," he said.

After speaking, he grabbed his hair and smashed his head against the ground.

The blood oozes out, he looked at Shen Qingyu's painful expression, and said coldly, "It's not that harsh now."

Han Yu motioned to his bodyguard to drag him away.

Han Cheng lifted his foot and kicked hard towards the door in front of him.

The door made a violent noise, but it was not kicked open.

Han Cheng slammed into the door, and Shen Qingshu, who was sitting on the table behind the door, was hit by him and almost fell off the table.

Although he had been paying attention to the movement outside, Han Cheng came suddenly and never said a word. Therefore, it was only when he said "you all go out" just now that Shen Qingshu realized that he was here.

He was about to speak, but was caught off guard to meet Han Cheng's sturdy kick and bump.

Shen Qingshu only felt that he was about to be stunned by him. If he hadn't been here before, the door would have been knocked open by him.

"I'm fine!" he hurriedly shouted at the door.

The voice was light and joyful, "Hancheng, I'm fine, don't worry, I threw them down, you wait for me to move the table, the table is a bit heavy."

Hancheng:...

Han Cheng stopped hitting the door, staring blankly at the door in front of him.

He didn't seem to expect to get such a response, and he couldn't recover for a while, but after a long time, he laughed with hindsight.

His heart was sour, soft and painful. He raised his hand and covered his eyes, only to feel that his eyes were sour and hot. Thankfully, he was fine.

Han Cheng smiled, smiled again, and whispered: "Yeah."

Shen Qing took effort to push the table aside. The table was a bit heavy. It took him a while to push the table aside. He shook his hand, turned and opened the door.

Outside the door was indeed someone he knew well, and Shen Qingshu instantly laughed and hugged him.

"I'm fine." He comforted Han Cheng in a good voice, "Look, I'm fine, nothing happened."