Chapter 663: I can't forget it in this life

After speaking, Tang Nuan painted the dagger closer to Song Yijun's cheek, his eyes were extremely cold.
Under the sharp blade, a thin bloodstain faintly appeared.
Song Yijun didn't feel much at first, thinking that Tang Nuan's painting was just to scare people, but when she could feel a small pain that gradually spread on her face, Song Yijun realized when she paralyzed the nerves on half of her face. Tang Nuan's painting might really want to disfigure her, so she went crazy instantly.
"Ah... Tang Nuan painting, you dare to disfigure me! You can't die!"
For Song Yijun, she has nothing left. This face is her most precious thing, but Tang Nuanhua dares to use a knife on her face.
Song Yijun's mental state was almost crazy, and he yelled in spite of the image, "Tang Nuan painting, you woman, why don't you die?"
"Why do you want to live in this world torturing me painfully? Why do I and you live in the same circle! Why can you easily get everything that I can't win no matter how hard I try! Why am I always just one joke?"
"It's not fair, it's not fair at all!"
After roaring for a while, Song Yijun started struggling frantically again, the iron chain on her body became wobbly due to her excessive struggle, and clanging loudly.
"Let go of me, let me go! I want to kill you, I want to let you die without a burial place!"
Song Yijun roared and cursed, his facial features were completely distorted with anger, and his ten fingers curled up into a terrifying shape with resentment, like a ghost, flaring his teeth and claws at Tang Nuan.
Watching this scene, Tang Nuan painted inexplicably frightened.
This Song Yijun is a lunatic alive!
If the iron chain that binds her is untied, maybe the painting of Tang Nuan at this time has been completely torn apart by this crazy woman.
Fortunately, this chain is very strong, no matter how Song Yijun goes crazy, he can only be trapped in place in the end.
"call--"
Tang Nuanhua suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then took the dagger away from Song Yijun's cheek.
Then he took out a clean tissue and wiped the blood stains off the dagger. Tang Nuan painted the dagger back to his waist.
On Song Yijun's face, there was nothing but the light blood stain just now.
Tang Nuan did not start painting at all.
Originally, she really wanted to teach Song Yijun some lessons, but seeing Song Yijun's crazy appearance, I don't know why she is inexplicably softhearted, and she can't get this cruel hand.
Forget it...
Tang Nuan’s painting had to give up destroying Song Yijun’s appearance, but still did not forget the cold warning,
Song Yijun, I’m just giving you a warning today. You’d better be honest these days, otherwise, I can’t guarantee that you can leave here alive. At that time, it will be more than just disfigurement."
After warning, Tang Nuan turned around and left.
Song Yijun stared at the back of Tang Nuan's painting fiercely from behind, but the hatred in his heart became deeper and deeper, even deep into the bone marrow, as the blood spread all over his body.
Song Yijun will never forget the feeling of extreme fear just now!
Even if Tang Nuan's painting did not really disfigure her, Song Yijun definitely remembered this hatred!
She thought viciously in her heart, Tang Nuan painted, if you have the ability, you can wait for me. As long as I can escape from your clutches, one day I will let you die in my hands!
Moreover, I want you to die miserably, miserably...
When she walked out of the dungeon gate, Tang Nuan painted an inexplicable joke, and then she looked back at the direction of the dungeon, only to feel that it was dark and resentful.
It is estimated that Song Yijun hates herself to death by now, right?
Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painted the corners of his mouth indifferently, and a smile that didn't even count as a smile appeared, and then his eyes became a little melancholy.
Alas, when will the injustice be reported?
I really hope everything can end soon! Let life be peaceful forever!
Then Tang Nuanhua closed his fingers very seriously, as if he was really praying.
"Miss Tang, you are here." Suddenly, the prayer process was interrupted by a male voice.
Tang Nuan painting opened his eyes and saw the blood eagle coming from not far away, then respectfully nodded at Tang Nuan painting, "The boss is looking for you to come over."
"What's wrong with him?" Tang Nuan raised his eyebrows calmly after listening to the painting.
The blood eagle shook his head, "The boss said, I'll know if I let you go."
"Ok……"
Tang Nuan painted the corners of her mouth silently. In fact, she didn't really want to go, but since Ming Ye asked for it, she had no reason not to go.
I just hope that this time, don’t give Mingye the uncle on the back again...
Soon, Tang Nuan painting followed the blood eagle to a strange place.
Seeing that place from a distance, Tang Nuanhua narrowed his eyes curiously, saying that he had lived in the arsenal for a few days and had never seen it before.
From a distance, it looks like a shooting range with a large area.
Unexpectedly, after approaching, it was a shooting range.
"What are you doing here with me?" Tang Nuan took a bored look at the shooting range and asked, "Could it be that Mingye wants to test marksmanship with me?"
"I won't do this kind of time-wasting thing."
Suddenly, a low, magnetic voice came from inside.
Later, Ming Ye wore a red casual outfit, appeared extremely seductively in front of Tang Nuan's painting, with a cold voice, "Tang Nuan, don't forget my identity, I'm a famous arms tycoon." , Even if you have the best marksmanship, it will be nothing but a drop in front of me."
"Cut, I'm bragging again." Tang Nuan painted with a smile, but didn't take it to heart.
In fact, what Ming Ye said is also true. After all, a person who has been dealing with gunfire for a long time, if he is not capable, no one will believe it.
"But, what are you doing in this red suit? New Year's greetings?" Tang Nuan painted suddenly smiled again.
"I?"
When Ming Ye heard this, he immediately lowered his head to examine his dress, and saw a red casual dress, and said that there was no problem.
Then he looked disdainful, "Why, haven't you seen a man wearing red? Or do you have an opinion on me?"
"No, no, no, how dare I have any opinion on you."
Tang Nuanhua immediately laughed and laughed, "You are taking in me again and saving my life. I am too grateful for such a great kindness, so how dare I have any opinions on you?"
"Oh, hypocrisy."
Ming Ye glanced at her with disdain, then changed the subject, "But, don't you want to know why I called you?"
"Yes, you say it." Tang Nuanhua shrugged, doing nothing to do.