Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Song Yu Nuan seemed not to notice the surrounding scene, and the people surrounding Shangguan Heng.

She looked around calmly.

First, she saw several bodyguards staring at Xia Xindong with ill intentions.

Then she saw their obscure sight.

After Xumi, her sight fell on Shangguan Heng's face, which was as gloomy as water, and finally looked at a door in front of her.

The door was open, there was no light, and it was unclear what was inside.

But this is where my uncle grew up.

Xia Bowen was actually nervous.

This place is different from the ground, it feels like an underground world.

It's here, so what else can I do?

It really came to the last moment, and Xiao Nuan had to be saved even if she died, after all, she was a little girl.

The bodyguard captain received a notice from the chairman, telling him to act according to circumstances.

What does it mean?

These three people, old, middle-aged and young, act according to circumstances, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to kill them with one order?

I can take them down with one finger with my eyes closed, so why do I need to transfer thirty bodyguards?

Xia Xindong was actually not calm at all. He couldn't say that he was in turmoil, but he was not feeling well.

It seemed that something was locked in his heart, and at this moment, the crazy Du Feng roared and wanted to run out.

It was too painful here.

Although he was numb, the memory of a five-year-old child made it dark here.

He glanced at Xiao Nuan, but he was not afraid, because he had something that Shangguan Heng had always dreamed of.

With this, Shangguan Heng didn't dare to do anything to her.

Moreover, Uncle Liu and Old Man Gu also knew that they were going out.

Besides, Xiao Nuan had also discussed with him in advance that tonight was just to vent their anger and bleed, nothing else.

At this moment, Shangguan Heng was eager to try.

Just now, his heart was full of resentment, but now that he was in his own territory, he had other thoughts.

He looked at Song Yunuan, who was calm, and then at the other two, who looked very calm, and it was hard to tell what they were thinking.

Should they all be killed here?

But at this moment, Song Yunuan, who was originally standing ten steps away, suddenly came to him in a few steps, as if it took less than a breath.

It was so fast that Shangguan Heng didn't have time to step back.

Shangguan Heng felt that his breathing was not smooth.

In such an environment, he really looked like a ghost.

Song Yunuan blinked his big watery eyes in confusion: "Chairman Shangguan, we are just here to visit. You can't get in with so many bodyguards. Why are you surrounding us? Do you have other ideas?"

Song Yunuan was calm and composed, and seemed to be unaware of the dangers from all around.

Just when Shangguan Heng was about to speak, Song Yunuan said word by word in a faint voice: "Chairman Shangguan, what are you thinking about?"

Shangguan Heng hurriedly signaled the bodyguard captain to take the bodyguards back.

Dare not gamble, still dare not gamble.

His face was ugly, and he took several deep breaths before calming down.

Xia Xindong had already pushed the door in.

Song Yunuan followed in.

Xia Xindong turned on the light, and Song Yu saw the scene in the house clearly.

There was such a scene in the triggered plot screen, but it was more shocking to see it in person.

The cement wall was mottled, and an iron bed was placed in the middle of the room. There were no windows around, only a small skylight on the roof.

Xia Bowen clenched his hands tightly. Such a place was worse than a prison, it was like hell.

Song Yu Nuan's eyes turned cold.

She was not here for a simple visit.

She turned around and looked at Shangguan Heng with a smile: "Chairman Shangguan, the conditions here are really good. My uncle has lived here for 30 years. How can I thank you?"

Shangguan Heng stepped back unconsciously.

The bodyguards surrounded him.

Song Yu Nuan did not move, turned to look at Xia Xindong, and said seriously: "Uncle, you are working and making money now, and you should repay Chairman Shangguan Heng who raised you here with great difficulty."

Xia Bowen gritted his teeth.

He did not move, waiting for Xiao Nuan and Xia Xindong's next move.

These two people should have discussed it in advance.

Xia Xindong nodded in agreement: "Xiao Nuan is right, we should thank Chairman Shangguan."

Xia Xindong walked forward while talking, Shangguan Heng retreated in fear, and the bodyguards blocked the door.

Suddenly, the crowd was so dense that no one could get out.

Xia Xindong paused, staring at the old man Shangguan Heng with a gloomy look.

Song Yu Nuan stamped her feet in anger: "The ventilation in this room is not good to begin with. If you block the door like this, the air will become turbid. Oh, I can't breathe smoothly."

Song Yu Nuan pointed at Shangguan Heng and said angrily: "Don't leave the door yet, I can't breathe."

As she said that, she took two steps towards Shangguan Heng's position at a normal speed.

Shangguan Heng retreated again in fear, but did not leave the door.

Song Yunuan's eyes widened: "Chairman Shangguan, you are so vicious. Do you want to suffocate the three of us here? Oh, I'm so angry. Why do you always force me to do things I don't like?" Song Yunuan turned and walked towards the iron bed, kicked over the rusty iron bed, then took out a pair of gloves from her bag and explained to Xia Xindong: "This bed is all rusty, it will dirty my hands." Xia Xindong: "Do you need my help?"

Song Yunuan shook her head: "No, you step back a little, don't worry, Chairman Shangguan's conspiracy will not succeed, we will not be suffocated, and fresh air will come in soon." Shangguan Heng stood at the door, really in doubt. What is Song Yunuan going to do? What does fresh air come in soon? The next moment, under Shangguan Heng's horrified eyes, Song Yunuan easily dismantled the iron bed, just like twisting a twist, twisting the two triangular iron frames together. Then, Song Yunuan went to poke the small window on the ceiling. This is underground, but not very deep underground. It is not far from the ground, otherwise there would be a beam of sunlight coming in during the day. With a rumble, crackling cement brick fragments fell down. Song Yunuan came again, and a faint light shone from the ceiling. The moon is very round today, but the air looks gray, but a wave of heat suddenly poured into the room. The hole is not very big, but it is also twice as big as before. Song Yu Nuan was very satisfied. She turned back to look at Shangguan Heng and smiled grimly: "It's okay now. I can't hold it anymore. Fresh air is coming in."

The bodyguards thought they were hallucinating.

Everyone who saw it was full of disbelief.

Is this a dream?

How can anyone have such great strength to dismantle the iron bed with bare hands?

And then pierce through the thick roof with bare hands.

Is this fake?

The next moment, Song Yu Nuan reached out to the door with a long iron rod and accurately pulled Shangguan Heng out of the crowd.

Then he swept into the house easily.