After madly criticizing the commander for taking something from him, his wife ran away

Qingluo screamed in fright, quickly glanced at her face, and held the hem of Su Man's clothes tightly with both hands.

Su Man had mixed feelings in her heart, she originally thought that Luo Yu was a dead soldier, but she didn't expect that the grievance between this man and Jiang Cheng was still separated by two lives.

She regretted agreeing to Luo Yu a little, this man shouldn't die, he is the real man, everything he does is to avenge his wife and children.

Seeing that the man bit his tongue and committed suicide, Jiang Ge still didn't understand his hatred, and instructed the people brought behind him: "A few of you chop up his body for me and feed it to the dog!" As

soon as several men took a step after hearing the order, they were stopped by Shen Zhuohuai's soldiers, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at them again.

Jiang Ge was puzzled: "What does this mean?" You also heard it just now, this man set fire to my son and burned him alive, Jiang Mou chopped his body is not excessive, right? And these two women, they are also the murderers of my son, and they can't escape!

Shen Zhuohuai's face was cold, and his dark eyes fell on Jiang Ge's face, bursting out with a sharp edge.

"Uncle Jiang should go to the police station first to explain clearly, you abused your power to cover up the evidence of your son's crime."

Shen Zhuohuai's low-magnetic voice revealed a touch of coolness: "Adjutant Ye, send Jiang Ge to the police station, remove Jiang Ge from the post of director of the Quartermaster Department, and put him in prison, and strictly investigate thoroughly!"

"The maid Chunhe, who tied up Jiang Cheng without permission and caused him to lose his life in the fire, is a crime of negligence and is imprisoned for one year as a punishment for manslaughter."

"Yes!" Ye Xifu received the order, and several soldiers stepped forward to escort away the people brought by Jiang Ge, as well as Chunhe.

Ye Xifu walked up to Jiang Ge and nodded at him: "Director Jiang, please come with me."

Jiang Ge's face turned red with anger, and he didn't care about anything else at this time, so he pointed at Shen Zhuohuai and scolded: "Shen Zhuohuai, I have been following your father from birth to death for more than ten years, and your father has to let me score three points when he sees me, you dare to imprison me as a hairy boy!" You wait, your fate will definitely be worse than mine!

Shen Zhuohuai smiled coldly: "Really? That Jiang Bo has to keep this life well, so that he can have a chance to see the fate of Ben Shuai. "

Hold on!"

Until the building was empty, and only the four of them were left in the huge mansion, Shen Zhuohuai reopened the painting scroll, and when he saw the picture tied inside, his dark eyes sank.

The narrow eyes narrowed and fell towards Xiang'er: "Where did you get this painting?"

Xiang'er still didn't speak, she lowered her head and trembled.

"I gave it to her." Su Man took the initiative to admit it.

Since this matter couldn't be hidden, Su Man didn't want to hide it, Shen Zhuohuai's gaze moved away from Xiang'er and fell on Su Man's face, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

"You gave it? Why doesn't Ben Shuai know that you still have such a treasure hidden?

Su Man pursed his lips: "I brought this painting from Paramount Gate, I was just imprisoned here by the marshal at that time, and I don't know how long it will be held.

Shen Zhuohuai stared at her coldly for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Does Ben Shuai still have to praise you and take precautions?"

Su Man lowered his head: "Man'er doesn't dare, this matter has nothing to do with Xiang'er, and I hope that the handsome man can release Xiang'er."

Shen Zhuohuai ignored it, he turned around and strode into the bedroom, and soon the man's angry voice came from the bedroom.

"Don't get in yet!"

The three people outside the house were startled, and Qingluo pulled Su Man's sleeve and looked at Su Man worriedly.

"Miss, what should I do?"

Su Man patted the back of Qingluo's hand and showed a relieved smile: "Don't worry, the big man just asked me something." "

Qingluo, you take Sister Xiang'er back to the house to rest, and I'll come out soon."

Su Man suppressed his nervousness and walked into the bedroom, Shen Zhuohuai sat at the tea table not far away, raised his eyes, and his cold gaze fell on her.

"What are you doing standing there? Come here.

Shen Zhuohuai stared at Su Man walking step by step, until when the person was about to walk in front of him, he stretched out his hand and dragged her into his arms.

Su Man exclaimed in surprise, and when he opened his eyes wide, he saw that he had crashed into Shen Zhuohuai's arms, the man's body temperature was scorching, and Su Man, who was hot, didn't dare to move.

The heat spewed thin, and the faint drifted into Su Man's ears: "Explain and explain, what does this picture mean?"

Su Man's eyes fell on the table, and Shen Zhuohuai spread out the painting and held it up in front of Su Man.

The man's thin lips were pressed against her ears, and all of a sudden, the white and tender ear flesh steamed red, and she didn't need to look at it to know what was on the picture.

Let's not say that she drew it, let's just say that those pictures, but Su Man watched more than a dozen action movies before she was impressed, There are all kinds of postures, only what she wants, there is nothing she can't draw.

The man's fingertips fell to one of the pictures and asked her, "From this one, what do you do after tying people to the bed?" The

back was pressed against the hot temperature, but Su Man still felt cold, very cold, and she couldn't help but shiver when it was cold.

Su Man moistened his voice and explained: "This is called strong, system, and love." Tie people to bed, maybe, maybe, compare, stimulate?

"Stimulus?" A chuckle rolled out of the man's throat.

He grabbed Su Man's wrist, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the big bed.

Su Man panicked, and hurriedly asked, "What is Dashuai going to do?"

Su Man raised his head and bumped into the man's smooth and sharp jawline, he didn't speak, he walked to the bed in three or two steps, put Su Man down, and before Su Man could react, he raised her arm high, pulled out the belt around her waist, and tied Su Man's hand to the head of the bed.

"Dashuai, we can say something well." Su Man tried to use his other hand to break the bondage.

Shen Zhuohuai's expression was grim, and he warned her: "You dare to untie it and try it?"

Su Man glanced at him, the man glared at Su Man viciously, and then the whole person turned over and got on the bed, holding the woman's wrist bone tightly with both hands.

Jun's face was suppressed, and blood slowly appeared in his eyes: "The excitement you said, Ben Shuai wants to experience it, how exciting it is."

Su Man's head was blank, and he struggled with his hands and feet: "Dashuai, let go quickly, it's not fun at all, I, I, I have fun, it's guaranteed to be funr than this!"

But the man didn't stop moving, and it wasn't until Su Man's limbs were tied to the four corners of the bed that he stopped with satisfaction.

The tails of his eyes were flushed with a thin red, and his dark and cold eyes were filled with cold light: "Do you think the money from selling this thing is enough for you to leave here with the maid?"

Su Man stopped struggling and looked at Shen Zhuohuai sharply: "What is the big handsome talking about?" Man'er didn't understand. "

You're still pretending to be stupid with Ben Shuai?!" Shen Zhuohuai looked at the ignorant girl in front of him, and the anger in his chest was about to explode.

In a hurry, he threw the scroll on Su Man's body, and glared at Su Man fiercely with sharp eyes.

"That dog hole in the backyard, it's tiring to dig for so long, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the coldness quietly crept up Su Man's back, and immediately spread to his limbs and eight bones.