Chapter 132 Massacre

Chapter 132 Massacre

"Ah."

Zhao Huaijin reacted and sneered: "I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

Although he was in prison these days, he knew what was happening.

Song Shiwei won the first place in the women's examination and was chosen by His Majesty as the new top scholar.

She divorced her husband in front of the emperor, revealing all his shortcomings, making Shen Linchuan the first man in Nanli's history to be divorced by a woman.

In the end, Shen Linchuan was stripped of his honors by His Majesty, beaten with fifty sticks, and was banned from serving as an official for the rest of his life.

I heard that the Shen family was driven out by Song Shiwei, and Shen Linchuan's mother died on the street.

Even in such a situation, Shen Linchuan was able to bribe the officials to abduct him here. I wonder what high branch he has climbed up.

"woke up?"

Shen Linchuan added a piece of wood to the campfire. He clapped his hands, stood up, looked at Zhao Huaijin and said, "Didn't you expect that one day you would fall into my hands?"

"I didn't expect it."

Zhao Huaijin clicked his tongue and asked him, "Which nobleman are you serving now? It seems that I have trained you well."

Shen Linchuan's face suddenly turned cold, the humiliation of the past was still vivid in his mind, and today he wanted to end this nightmare with his own hands.

He took a deep breath and said, "Since we have known each other for a while, I have prepared a gift for you."

Shen Linchuan clapped his hands, and saw several dirty and smelly beggars coming over, nodding and bowing to him respectfully.

He took out a few silver bills from his pocket and ordered, "Go and serve that young master well. Whoever serves him best will get these."

Several beggars' eyes lit up, and when they saw Zhao Huaijin's delicate skin and tender flesh, they swarmed towards him.

Zhao Huaijin has always been a germaphobe. When he saw these stinky beggars surrounding him, his face changed drastically and he cursed: "Shen Linchuan, you bastard, if you want to kill me, just kill me quickly. You actually... Ugh..."

The remaining sound was swallowed up by a sound of retching, and the flames reflected the figure on the mural that kept shaking.

Shen Linchuan watched quietly as Zhao Huaijin was toyed with by a group of dirty and ugly beggars.

This moment is the happiest I have ever felt.

No one knew how long the melee lasted. All the beggars had lost their strength, and Zhao Huaijin lay on the ground in a horrible state.

Shen Linchuan waved the banknote in his hand into the air and said coldly, "Take the banknote and get out of here."

Several beggars scrambled for the money and left with satisfaction taking the banknotes.

At the end, one of them said, "Sir, next time there is such a good thing, don't forget to call us."

Peace soon returned to the dilapidated temple.

Shen Linchuan took a burning piece of wood and walked in front of Zhao Huaijin, looking down at him.

He squatted down, staring at the evil creature that had made his life worse than death, with a deep hatred in his eyes.

The next moment, the fiery red wood poked directly up.

The smell of burning flesh instantly spread in the ruined temple, along with Zhao Huaijin's miserable screams.

Shen Linchuan still felt unsatisfied, so he crushed it hard until it was burnt black, and Zhao Huaijin fainted.

But Shen Linchuan had no intention of letting him off so easily.

He wanted to let Zhao Huaijin clearly experience the pain of being tortured to death.

A basin of cold water was poured on Zhao Huaijin's body. He woke up in a cold sweat from the pain. He trembled and said, "Please, give me a quick death."

"Ah."

Shen Linchuan approached him, his distorted face like a devil from hell.

He asked, "When I begged you, did you ever let me go?"

Zhao Huaijin closed his eyes in despair. He was wrong.

He thought Shen Linchuan was a weak scholar who was powerless, but he never imagined that he was actually a devil.

It was unknown how long the screams in the ruined temple lasted.

When Shen Linchuan walked out, there was already a sea of ​​fire behind him.

He was covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of hell.

A carriage was parked not far away.

Shen Linchuan came over, gathered his sleeves and bowed to the people in the car, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your help."

The prince drew aside the curtain and looked at him covered in blood, a dark gleam flashing across his eyes.

He originally thought that Shen Linchuan wanted to kill Zhao Huaijin himself to relieve his hatred.

Unexpectedly, he tortured Zhao Huaijin to death. This method was extremely cruel.

It is very dangerous to be on the same boat with such a madman, but if you refuse, he might do something that will destroy both you and him.

His elder brother Shen Linzhou's whereabouts are now unknown, and it is very likely that he has hidden himself with the suicide note.

If Shen Linchuan died, the secret would no longer be kept.

Right now, he has no other choice.

The prince took a deep breath and said, "I have already sent the person you want to the other garden. I hope you won't let me down."

He lowered the curtain and then ordered Wei Yin to drive away in the carriage.

When Shen Linchuan returned to Xishan Villa, it was already late at night. He opened the door and saw a person tied to the bed.

It was Song Mingzhu.

Song Mingzhu was originally in Baiyun Temple, but when she woke up, she was tied up and brought here.

Something was stuffed in her mouth and ropes were tied around her body, so she could neither shout for help nor escape.

She didn't know who had kidnapped her until she heard the door being pushed open. She looked up in horror and saw Shen Linchuan covered in blood.

Song Mingzhu's eyes widened, her face full of shock.

Shen Linchuan came over, took the food from her mouth, and then gently hooked her chin with his fingers and said, "Sister Mingzhu, long time no see."

"you……"

Song Mingzhu was still in shock, and she subconsciously shrank her neck and said, "Why are you here? Where is this? What are you going to do? Let me go."

"Let you go?"

Shen Linchuan chuckled and said, "What are you talking about in your sleep? Didn't you promise to marry me a long time ago? Are you going to regret it?"

"Don't even think about it."

Although Song Mingzhu was in Baiyun Temple, she also heard about what happened between Shen Linchuan and Zhao Huaijin.

After knowing Shen Linchuan's secret, she secretly asked the nuns in the temple to check and found out that she was still a virgin.

In other words, nothing happened between her and Shen Linchuan that day.

She was ignorant and deceived by him, thinking that she had lost her virginity, so she agreed to marry him.

Now the truth is out, she would have been stupid to marry such a disgusting man.

Shen Linchuan narrowed his eyes: "If you don't marry me, who else do you want to marry? Don't forget that you are already mine."

"I bother."

Song Mingzhu spat at him and said, "You still want to lie to me, you are obviously not a man.

Nothing happened between you and me that day, Shen Linchuan, you despicable villain, you'd better let me go, otherwise my father will not let you go."

It would have been fine if she didn't mention Uncle Cheng En, but as soon as she mentioned Uncle Cheng En, Shen Linchuan seemed to be stimulated and his eyes turned bloodshot.

He grabbed Song Mingzhu's neck and said, "Who told you I can't do it!

Today I will let you see whether I, Shen Linchuan, am a real man or not! "