Late at night! Silent night!

Qiao Yurou kneels on the ground and lowers her head! Some of the body collapsed tightly, a little nervous.

Liu Shirong's hand is still holding the leading crutches, walking step by step, crutches on the floor and his walking sound overlapped.

In such a silent night, it is particularly deep and strange.

In the face of Qiao Yurou kneeling on the ground, Liu Shirong's eyes are a little cold, and he can't see any happiness or disgust in her expression.

Suddenly Liu Shirong swung his crutch and hit Qiao Yurou on the back so hard that she fell on the ground suddenly.

That heavy voice, can imagine hit on the body how painful.

But Liu did not stop, but continued to fight, three times in a row, Liu's crutch in the hands of stopped.

Qiao Yurou's face is pale, lying on the ground with some pain, but he doesn't cry out.

"Recently, your work is really getting worse and worse. I let you close to Tang Yuheng, you didn't do it! Even if I asked you to kill Tang Wenyu, you didn't even do this little thing. " On Liu Shirong's old face, his voice was a bit gloomy, and the wrinkles on his hand were very obvious.

If you don't say that, who can know that this old man, who seems to be 70 or 80 years old, is only 58 years old.

Qiao Yurou bit her lips and let her back ache. The cold sweat rolled down her forehead and she didn't speak.

"I'm not used to being a miss in Qiao's family. I've forgotten my identity." Liu Shirong said coldly.

"I dare not forget." Qiao Yurou's voice with a trace of forbearance.

"I look at you, I hit you, you seem very unconvinced." Liu Shirong's voice was slightly displeased, and some of it sounded gloomy.

"No!" Qiao Yurou gritted her teeth and said this with difficulty.

"Don't forget who you are. I don't spend so much time and energy training you to be that comfortable young lady."

"Yes! I didn't forget

"Said, you now on the body pain, is who causes you?" Liu Shirong squatted down, pinched Qiao Yurou's chin, and said darkly.

"It's from the Tang family!"

"Speak up!"

"It's from the Tang family."

Liu Shirong is very satisfied with Qiao Yurou's answer. He holds his crutch high again and hits Qiao Yurou again and again.

If you hit someone with a crutch, it won't bleed, but it will make people hurt. If you don't take off your clothes, you won't see Yu Qing hurt inside.

Liu Shirong said darkly while playing: "very good, you remember that the injuries you are suffering are all from the Tang family. You have to remember, remember firmly. "

Liu Shirong is old, and after a while, he has no strength.

But even so, let Qiao Yurou clench her teeth in pain to stop her shouting.

Because of her childhood experience, she knew that the more she yelled, the more excited Liu Shirong would fight.

"Don't act rashly recently, you won't be found by Tang Yuheng." Liu Shirong was a little tired. He sat on the sofa and had a rest.

"What about the Tang family?" Qiao Yurou endured great pain and asked.

"I've already handed it over to someone else in the Tang family." I believe that person will be much easier to use and much smarter than the person in front of him. I won't let him down.

It was a piece that he cultivated with the best human, material and financial resources, and it was also his proudest piece.

"Since Tang Wenyu didn't see you, I'll save her life first. I'm of great use."

"Good!"