1626: C1626 Li Nan's Death Is Not to be Regretted

C1626 Li Nan's Death Is Not to be Regretted

Five days ago, Shen Qingwu told the warden that no one else was allowed to take Lee Nanfang away from her before she left in a hurry.

The warden of the women's prison had remembered these words in his heart. He dared not disobey them.

Even if the head of the Yue Clan from Beijing came in person.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Warden finally decided to listen to Shen Qingwu's request and firmly rejected her.

Ever since she became the family head, Yue Zitong, who had always been successful in everything, had been humiliated by the warden of a small female prison.

On other matters, Yue Zitong might even have to take a little bit more into consideration. It wasn't easy for the staff at the grassroots level.

However, this matter involved her own blood relative, Little Nephew.

Her fiancé, Lee Nanfang.

For example, that woman wouldn't go crazy when she heard that her husband was in a women's prison.

Of course, if an ordinary woman made a ruckus, she would only be invited to drink tea or be forced out to drink the wind. These two results were similar.

But Yue Zitong was no ordinary woman.

In the city police station, she even dared to slam the table in front of the police station when she was in the right.

The bureau chief didn't dare to express any complaints.

Yue Zitong had a high status, and her shamelessness skills were quite brilliant.

Everyday, she would come to the bureau office to cause trouble, and through the opportunity of donating a car to the Qingshan City Board, she forced Director Zhang to have no choice but to see her.

Over the past few days, there had been three or four new official cars in the city's police station.

And Director Zhang also experienced all kinds of torture from Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin's words. In the end, they couldn't bear the working environment anymore and told the truth about Lee Nanfang's whereabouts.

At that time, when she heard that the so called "Custody Area Number Two" was a women's prison, Yue Zitong nearly passed out from anger.

She couldn't wait for the number of women beside Lee Nanfang to decrease.

As it turned out, someone had thrown him into a women-only place.

Thinking of this, how could Yue Zitong still listen to Director Zhang's persuasion and gallop over to Qingshan Women's Prison?

Then, Patriarch Yue closed the door.

It didn't matter, Yue Zitong was no longer the little Emperor Chairman of the Group. When there was trouble, she could easily make a phone call to settle it.

He called Jinghong Ming to get to the bottom of it.

Recently, Jinghong Ming's business had been very busy. The 'customers' he faced were all eccentric.

There was Shen Qingwu who dared to tease him.

There was also Lee Nanfang, who dared to frame him with a damaging move, kneeling on a washboard.

Now, there was another Yue Zitong who started to wail after the call connected without a word.

Jinghong Ming regretted so much. Why did he suddenly call Shen Qingwu to ask her for help when he was in such a bad mood?

It's all right now.

All the developments were outside his control, as the Chief of Supreme Security Office.

After all, no matter how Jinghong Ming wanted to take care of that stinking brat Lee Nanfang, he would never suggest to Shen Qingwu that he be locked up in the women's prison.

On one side, she was cursing Lee Nanfang, on the other side, she was silently cursing Shen Qingwu, while on the other side, she was comforting Yue Zitong.

Jinghong Ming was extremely busy.

While Yue Zitong was crying for an opportunity to see Lee Nanfang from Jinghong Ming, Shen Qingwu was already sitting behind the female prison warden's desk.

It was still the same computer, and what came out was still the monitoring screen of Lee Nanfang's cell.

"This kid really slept for two whole days without moving an inch?"

Shen Qingwu stared at Lee Nanfang's back and asked softly.

The Warden, who was standing beside her, did not dare to hesitate and quickly replied, "Miss Shen, that's right. He really slept for two days. No matter what happened outside, no matter if it was pushing him or hitting him, even if it was cold water splashing on his face, there was no movement. If it wasn't for the fact that we got the doctors and nurses to check and confirm that all of his body's indicators are normal, we would have thought that he was already dead. "

"Oh? Is there really such an evil trick? "

The corner of Shen Qingwu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a slight smile of interest.

Realizing that the young lady was in a good mood, the warden seized this opportunity and spoke again, "Miss Shen, this person has been in the women's prison for quite some time. We had originally planned to enter the prison first, and no accidents have occurred in the past few years. Over the past few days, there had been more than a dozen incidents of fighting since his arrival. "Look, look, look, this --"

After saying this, the Warden didn't dare to continue speaking.

But the meaning behind his words was very clear.

Regardless of what grudges there are between the few of you, can we not make a fool of ourselves?

It was against the rules to put a man in a women's prison.

The person who was invited to come in was a Great God.

I'll have to trouble you to quickly take him away. If you don't leave now, our little temple will collapse.

"What do I see here? I think it's pretty good. "

Shen Qingwu completely ignored the Warden's words. This "I think it's pretty good" almost made him spit out blood on the spot.

Anyway, as long as she didn't spit the blood on Shen Qingwu, Miss Shen wouldn't care that much.

She only cared about the reason why a person could sleep for two days and never wake up no matter how she shouted.

"This kid can't be faking it, right? I remember that Xie's wife learned yoga. Could it be that she was using the Turtle Rest in yoga to slow down her heartbeat and create a private state? And then they had to drag him out? "

Shen Qingwu stared at the monitor screen and chanted something. A brilliant plan suddenly emerged in her mind. She waved her hand at the Warden. "Come over here and do what I ask of you."

The Warden immediately whispered in his ear.

After Shen Qingwu's plan was made clear, the prison warden, who had been tortured to the point of collapse, almost collapsed to the ground in fright.

"No, no, Miss Shen is too sensational. "In case you don't make it..."

The Warden waved him away.

Shen Qingwu was no longer happy. She frowned and said, "If there's a problem, I'll carry it for you. What are you afraid of?"

"But the problem is …"

"If I say there's no problem, then there's no problem. Do you want me to repeat what I said before as well?"

Shen Qingwu's gaze was like two knives slicing down on the Warden's face.

The Warden didn't dare to speak any more nonsense. He gave a slight bow and went out to make the arrangements.

A few minutes later.

On the screen, Shen Qingwu saw a guard bringing a dozen decent looking criminals to Lee Nanfang's cell.

It was also at this time.

When Lee Nanfang heard the door open, he turned around to see Female Prisoner, who had a wolf look in her eyes, walking into the room.

"Go on in. This afternoon, he's yours."

The prison guard's words gave Female Prisoner and Lee Nanfang hope. At the same time, it also let Lee Nanfang understand what was going to happen to him.

If it wasn't for the previous dream, Lee Nanfang might have been stunned for a moment.

However, he had already witnessed countless women throwing themselves at the side of the Sovereign King without any fear of death. If Lee Nanfang didn't understand what Female Prisoner's reaction would be, then he wouldn't have survived until now.

There was a saying, "A loud noise."

It meant that the music in the air was very precious and rarely made any sound unless it was absolutely necessary.

In other words, Female Prisoner's mental state, which she had the honor of choosing, was the most suitable one.

A few days ago, they brazenly made a sound to gain Lee Nanfang's attention. Now, they finally had the chance to meet a man they couldn't get, but instead, none of them made a sound.

They would only want to see a mad dog with bones and flesh that bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it pounced towards them.

They wanted to tear apart this man's clothes and use this man to nourish their thirst that had been lonely for so many years.

When fighting for something, the person in front was always the one with the most glory.

However, when faced with danger, the person who was in first place was also the most pitiful.

Lee Nanfang was already mentally prepared. He was still lying on the bed with one leg extended out and kicked Female Prisoner back.

It was Young Woman, who looked no more than 27 or 28.

She could have been in prison for only three or five years.

The reason she went to jail could be because she killed the mistress who seduced her husband, could be because she had been involved in the sale of drugs, could also be because she had kidnapped someone's child, or at the very least, because she had participated in the scam and deceived some poor person with millions of dollars' worth of wealth.

But none of that mattered.

Even her sweet looks couldn't help her in any way.

Lee Nanfang's kick sent her flying and knocked down three to four of the prison mates behind her.

Luckily, there was a cushion of meat behind her. Luckily, Lee Nanfang had some scruples and didn't use his full strength, so she didn't get kicked to death on the spot.

However, she did not consider Lee Nanfang being lenient as a gift. After lying down, she struggled to stand up and once again charged forward crazily.

Unfortunately, she wasn't even able to take two steps back.

A person flying in front of her fiercely crashed into her body, causing her to become a cushion of flesh.

Sixteen Female Prisoner.0

The female prisoner, who had a pretty face and an extremely strong desire, came here to give Lee Nanfang a gift so that they could have an unforgettable afternoon together.

This was what Shen Qingwu had told the Warden to do.

The Warden did exactly what he wanted, and Shen Qingwu took the popcorn and sat down to watch a good show.

Back then, Jinghong Ming had called Shen Qingwu and asked her to help him. Lee Nanfang managed to find a place where no one could see him and then shut him down for at least half a year. He had only casually mentioned it during this period of time, not wanting this kid to bring trouble to the ladies of a good family again.

In the end, Shen Qingwu treated the task she mentioned as her main task.

Putting Lee Nanfang into the women's prison was akin to torturing him psychologically so that he wouldn't dare to have any presumptuous thoughts about women in the future.

Shen Qingwu had predicted that the scum would not hesitate to open his arms when he was faced with a dozen beautiful women.

Once this was done, there would be endless numbers of women coming to the door.

They started with the ones with good bodies and looks, then the ones with good bodies and looks, then the ones with bad bodies and looks, then the older ones. Finally, if the guards or aunts didn't mind, they could go on stage.

He didn't believe that a few hundred women would be unable to squeeze this scum out from him.

He didn't believe that when this guy didn't want to do it, a group of old women would force him to do it and wouldn't leave him with any psychological trauma.

As long as this psychological shadow takes shape.

Then, after Lee Nanfang left, he would no longer be a threat to any young and ignorant girl.

One had to say, Shen Qingwu's method was too vicious.

She wanted to use the theory of "going against the extremes" to completely destroy Lee Nanfang.

Didn't Shen Qingwu think it was outrageous?

No.

Of course she didn't.

When she saw Hua Yeshen leaving the mountain in a depressed manner, Shen Qingwu decided to deal with Lee Nanfang this way.

Not how much she loved her little niece.

But, she felt that Lee Nanfang had trampled upon the noble bloodline of the people from Shen Family with Hua Yeshen.

That alone was not enough to make him regret his death.

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