My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Chapter 121: born **** of death

Zhou Ran struggled to get out of the sack. A pair of long legs and muddy military boots appeared in front of him. Zhou Ran's heart jumped slightly, but he saw the long legs squatting down slowly.

Zhou Ran raised his head subconsciously, and a delicate and beautiful face was facing him.

- Yan Rui.

When he saw Yan Rui, panic flashed in his heart, and of course there was hatred in it.

He hated Yan Rui and wanted him to die. If he guessed correctly, the beast that followed him was already dead.

But looking at Yan Rui's expression, there is no pain at all, is it a failure?

"Yan Rui, why are you here!" Zhou Ran was aggressive to cover up his guilty conscience.

No one is guilty of doing bad things, even Zhou Ran who has done bad things is no exception.

At the place where the **** was cut off, the wound had been inflamed without proper treatment in the past few days, and he was put in a sack again along the way.

Zhou Ran is very miserable. The actor who was a prosperous actor in the entertainment industry at the beginning is now disabled for life and a fugitive.

But who is to blame? All made by himself.

Yan Rui's facial expression was calm, but as long as he looked into his eyes, he would find that those eyes were full of hatred, and his murderous aura was severely suppressed by him.

He knew that Duan Chen captured Zhou Ran for other purposes, and he couldn't kill him yet, so he still had to endure.

Zhou Ran has a dirty face. His skin was originally fair, but now it's black, dirty and black, and no one is clean.

His clothes were also tattered, his nose was crooked and his cheeks were swollen. At first glance, he was beaten before he was brought.

Not enough, far from enough, Yan Rui thought of Doudou.

"Why am I here, don't you know?" Yan Rui's lips turned pale, he moved his dry lips and said word by word, "Doudou was killed by Zhou Yi?"

That parrot died? Duan Chen's heart beat violently, and a sour discomfort spewed out.

Zhou Ran tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart, glanced aside, and saw Duan Chen standing not far from him, looking at him.

He glanced around the familiar surroundings again, and immediately understood that Duan Chen, not Yan Rui, had brought him here.

The purpose is self-evident, in short, he will not die here.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ran was no longer afraid of Yan Rui, and said fearlessly: "I let people kill them, what's wrong?"

Yan Rui clenched his fists: "The person you hate is me. What is the matter with me? It's none of my business!"

"Instead of killing you, I prefer to kill the things you care about little by little. I have long disliked that beast. Isn't it a broken mouth? I specially asked Zhou Yi to tie it with iron wire. His mouth, so that he couldn't say a word, and slowly tortured him to death, you should have seen the tragic appearance of that beast! Are you surprised?"

Yan Rui's expressionless face finally cracked, and that trace of pain was just caught by Zhou Ran.

The corner of Zhou Ran's mouth evoked a sneering smile, "Looking at your appearance, is it possible that you still want to put sackcloth and filial piety on that beast?"

Looking at Yan Rui's hypocritical appearance, if someone who doesn't know sees it, he will think that his close relative is dead.

It's just a bird, and he actually suffered like this.