Chapter 1692: Let You Die without a Burial Place

"Boom!" Wenshui's world collapsed.

In a hurry, he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and just wanted to knock himself unconscious to save himself.

But he was caught tightly, and it was impossible for Wenshui to jump on the bed.

"Who are you?"

Wenshui lay stupidly on the bed, with a look of despair.

After tossing for about 2 hours, he heard a crisp sound.

"Hiss." Wenshui kept groaning, his body was wet with hot sweat, dripping along his strong body.

Hearing the sound of dressing, the man wanted to leave, but turned around and looked at him, picked up the tissue and walked out.

"You..." Wenshui struggled, but the alcohol was too strong, and coupled with the previous 2 hours of tossing, Wenshui was a little tired.

Wenshui became a tragic man overnight.

But the process was painful. He never dreamed that he, the young master of the Wen family, a master trained by the Xiao family, was forcibly tied up by a woman and ruthlessly possessed.

"This young master was... How could this happen? I must be dreaming, I must be." These words appeared in Wen Shui's mind.

With reluctance, Wen Shui fainted on the bed, his heart seemed to be suppressed by a stone, making him breathless.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight sprinkled on the earth, and Wen Shui woke up.

"Bang" He struggled hard, and the tie that bound his wrist was torn off by him. He sat up suddenly and looked around. The sunlight outside the curtains was faintly shining in.

"Damn it." Wen Shui lowered his head and looked at his body.

He looked around and found that there was a trace of blood left in one place. Although the blood had dried, he could still smell it faintly.

"Wen Shui, you are in big trouble. This Wen'an Pavilion is not safe anymore."

This thought kept reminding him of the shame of last night!

"Damn it." Wen Shui exploded instantly. He got up and looked around the bedroom. He found that the other party had cleaned up the traces very cleanly, as if he was afraid that he would track it down.

The light in the bedroom was broken, and the floor was full of glass, but the shells were taken away.

"Fuck, damn woman." Wen Shui turned around and rushed into the bathroom.

He held the phone and yelled, "Han Changqing, help me check if anyone passed by last night..."

Unfortunately, before Wen Shui finished speaking, Han Changqing hung up the phone as a prank.

"Fuck, Han Changqing, you actually hung up on me?" Wen Shui couldn't believe it, but the fact was that Han Changqing didn't want to pay attention to him?

Wen Shui looked like he had no hope in life. When he got into trouble, no one helped him.

He never dreamed that one day he would be done to by someone.

Wen Shui rushed into the bathroom and washed his body. He washed his body hundreds of times, rubbed it red, and his skin was almost worn out.

"Damn it, how could I forget it." Wen Shui was stunned and let the water pour on his head.

He looked down at the "unspeakable" position. He was too excited just now. He didn't expect that if he extracted the other party's DNA on it, he would easily find the other party.

Even if it doesn't work, there's still blood, isn't it?

But the fact is that he washed it hundreds of times and rubbed everything clean, what kind of clues are there?

"Bang" Wen Shui punched the glass mirror, and the mirror was cracked by him. The blood from the fist slid down the mirror. Wen Shui turned around with bloodthirsty eyes and walked out.

He rushed to the study barefoot.

Seeing the surveillance last night, it was inexplicably hacked and damaged! For this reason, everything last night was blank until six o'clock in the morning, and it was back to normal.

"Bang" Wen Shui stretched out his hand, swept everything on the table, stood up and said: "Who is it that cares about my health? And you want to force me overnight."