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Chapter 081 Torment

Staff Yang trembled and asked for instructions: "Second Young Master, why don't I go and notify his family members to come and redeem him now. I'm afraid I'll be late and they will report to the official."

What a sin, he didn't dare to watch such a dirty thing again.

The child who was tortured to death by the Second Young Master last time, the tragic scene before his death often appeared in his dreams.

He can't stand this stimulation.

The second young master waved his hand impatiently: "Whoever dares to report to the official, my father is an official. Reporting will be in vain. You go quickly, go quickly, you can just do something like this. It's really disappointing."

Ran Shaotang heard the footsteps of several people filing out. Then the door of the house was closed from the outside.

"Why are you still standing there, wake him up."

Ran Shaotang opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the second young master Ruan Yousheng with evil eyes.

The second young master, Ruan Yousheng, was shocked when Ran Shaotang suddenly glared at him like this.

It took him a long time before he said: "It's so beautiful. It's so beautiful. You are as beautiful as a fairy. Your eyes are like a pool of clear water, which made me lose my soul just looking at it. It's delicious.

, Tasty.”

After hearing the disgusting words he said, Ran Shaotang resisted his stomach churning and sat up.

"Where are you? Who are you? What do you want to do by bringing me here? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Her tone was cold, and her temperament was no longer the childish one she usually pretended to be.

There is no need for her to hide her true soul in front of the dead.

Ran Shaotang glanced at the servant carrying the copper basin, and his lips as red as cherries scornfully uttered one word: "Get out."

The servant didn't know why, but since the little boy opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong.

When the other party glared at him, he felt a chill all over his body and was so frightened that he could not speak.

Without waiting for his master's instructions, he hurriedly dropped the copper basin in his hand and ran away through the door.

A full basin of cold water splashed all over the floor, slowly spreading around the ground like a pool of blood that was about to dry up.

Ran Shaotang's reaction made the second bastard young master feel unprecedentedly strange.

The boys he had caught before opened their eyes and saw that they were in a strange environment. They were either crying or making a lot of noise. Some even peed their pants, which was really boring.

This was the first time he had seen a boy like Ran Shaotang who was so calm and could scold his servants.

"I heard that your name is Tang Ran? Did you move to Qianmen Town from Kyoto? Tsk tsk tsk. Children who grow up in Kyoto are different from those born in small places. They have seen the world and are brave. The key is that they are white and bright.

It’s so tender, I really want to go up and take a bite.”

For the sake of convenience, Ran Shaotang asked Cheng Yi to fabricate such an identity for himself. In front of outsiders, they only knew Tang Ran from Kyoto but did not know Ran Shaotang from Yaowang Sect.

Ran Shaotang looked at him coldly and allowed him to come close to her and say some unreasonable words.

"Look at your little sign, I'm not even willing to kill you. Come on, let me give you some good pain. I'll definitely make you die happily."

As Ruan Yousheng spoke, he rushed towards Ran Shaotang.

The moment he was about to touch her, a bright short blade pierced the chest of Lord Magistrate Qinqin's second son.

He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream "Ouch". How could Shaotang give him a chance? He picked up the pillow with his other hand and pressed it tightly against his face, muffled his voice.

The servants and Staff Yang who were guarding outside couldn't help but shrink their necks when they heard the movement inside.

They have seen the Second Young Master's methods before.

It's such a pity that such a wonderful man must die young at the hands of the second young master.

Little did they know, their dandy second son was about to die tragically at the hands of Ran Shaotang.

When her short blade was inserted into his chest, there was room, but it was not fatal.

However, the poison she sprinkled on his wound next was powerful.

It feels like there are millions of insects and ants crawling and gnawing in your body.

The feeling of being in agony was all written on the face of the second young master.

Unfortunately, he could only make expressions but couldn't hum.

Ran Shaotang had already inserted a few needles into his dumb points.

Second Young Master Ruan Yousheng's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets.

He knew he was in trouble this time.

But he didn't want to die.

While enduring the severe pain of being gnawed by thousands of ants, he struggled to get up and knelt on the bed to kowtow to Ran Shaotang.

Ran Shaotang kicked him down.

Ruan Yousheng fell to the ground, his body covered with water.

"Don't you think it's fun when you're wet? I think so."

Ran Shaotang's voice was clear and clear, making people outside look at each other in confusion.

What's going on here? Could it be that that young master is also as good as Long Yang?

Staff Yang couldn't stand listening any longer, so he told the person next to him and hurriedly ran to notify Ran Shaotang's family to redeem him.

Ran Shaotang put his short blade on Ruan Yousheng's throat and whispered to him: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon. If you want to live, you can answer whatever I ask you, otherwise this sharp blade will directly plunge into you."

In the throat. Do you understand?"

Ruan Yousheng pointed to his mouth in pain with a pale face, meaning that he could no longer speak or answer the question.

Ran Shaotang raised his elbow and hit him hard on the back of the neck, then stood up straight.

Ruan Yousheng was beaten by her until he curled up on the ground. Due to the pain, he sometimes stretched his body and sometimes curled up into a ball.

Ran Shaotang looked around her with satisfaction, kicked him hard and asked softly: "How many people have you killed in total? Show me your skills."

Ruan Yousheng thought, if I tell you, will I still be alive?

He quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

Ran Shaotang knew that he was unwilling to tell the truth obediently, so he scratched his face with a knife, and blood immediately came out.

"Is your chest less painful? Are you numb? Come on, I'll sprinkle some poison on your face to make you feel better."

She said the last five words very loudly.

The people outside only heard the last five words, looked at each other, and lowered their heads with ill intentions.

Ruan Yousheng was so frightened when he saw the small red porcelain bottle in Ran Shaotang's hand that he ran back.

I don’t know what kind of poison this damn kid used on himself, but he was completely powerless at this moment.

Although he knew that his men were guarding the door, he could not climb to the door no matter what.

The mouth of the bottle in Ran Shaotang's hand tilted down, and something immediately fell into the wound on his face. It felt like he might as well have died.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger.

Ran Shaotang snorted coldly: "If you don't tell the truth, I can also ask people outside to tell the truth. Then your death will be even worse."

After saying that, the poison in the bottle fell into Ruan Yousheng's face.

Ruan Yousheng never expected that she would just do what she said without giving him a chance to change the situation. It was already too late to regret it now.

He covered his face with both hands and kept scratching the wounds on his face. After a short time, his face was bloody and beyond recognition.

Ran Shaotang raised his short blade high towards Ruan Yousheng and said word by word: "You deserve to die even if you killed an innocent child."

After she finished speaking, she raised the knife and dropped it. Ruan Yousheng only felt the moonlight shining on the blade, reflecting a bloody grimace.
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