The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 782

After finishing speaking, the stick fell hard on the man's head, and the man let out a scream in an instant.

There was an unfinished sound, followed by another sound.

"what!!"

Huo Yuan hit the man's head with a stick, one stick at a time, more and more ruthlessly, blood splattered everywhere.

The dim light reflected his devilish and gloomy face, and the subordinates beside him couldn't help baring their teeth when they saw this.

He seldom did this kind of thing himself in the past, and now it seems that he is really in a bad mood.

The man howled twice and then stopped moving, but he didn't stop for a while, his head was smashed by the other party, the scene was once very nauseating.

I don't know how long it took before Huo Yuan stopped.

His face was splattered with blood, and it was especially weird under the dim light.

He threw away the stick, and the bloody stick fell to the ground with a dull sound.

His subordinates immediately stepped forward to hand over the handkerchief, Huo Yuan took the handkerchief, wiped the blood slowly, and said in a calm voice, "Clean it up."

He looked indifferent, as if he just killed a dog just now.

"Yes."

Huo Yuan wiped for a long time, but his hands were still not clean, as if covered with a layer of red mist, he threw away the bloody handkerchief, turned and left the basement.

Jiang Xin, who was in a drowsy sleep, felt her heart palpitate, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

She pressed her chest and looked up. The window was open, and the bright moonlight was projected through the window. The shadow of the window stretched on the ground, and the curtains floated like clouds in the wind.

Jiang Xin couldn't fall asleep anymore, she turned on the light and got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom.

The lights were on outside, and the villa was brightly lit, but there was no one in the huge living room.

The clock on the wall had just reached three o'clock in the morning, and it was midnight, and the feeling of emptiness seemed a bit pervasive.

Jiang Xin went downstairs, poured a glass of water and sat down on the sofa. She couldn't stand the silence, so she picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Listening to the voice coming from the TV, there was finally a glimmer of life in the villa.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Xin heard footsteps outside.

She turned her head to look, and it was Huo Yuan who came back.

There were mottled dark red bloodstains on his face and hands, and the collar of his white shirt was also stained with spots of blood.

He came in from the door, and Jiang Xin seemed to be able to see the evil spirit lingering around him, like a god of death walking in the dark night.

Her hand holding the water glass tightened suddenly, and he ran out in the middle of the night, doing bad things again.

Huo Yuan also paused when he saw her footsteps, the gloom on his face disappeared immediately, and he returned to his usual indifference, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Jiang Xin swallowed, she pretended to be calm and said, "I can't sleep."

Huo Yuan pondered for a moment, he didn't speak, and went straight upstairs.

Jiang Xin took a big sip of water, the moment she saw him just now, she seemed to see the person who tormented her before, and the fear engraved in the depths of her soul naturally came out.

After twenty minutes, Huo Yuan came down from the stairs. He changed into a white nightgown and brushed his hair casually.

He walked up to Jiang Xin and sat down, threw the towel aside, and said to Jiang Xin, "Can't sleep, do you have something on your mind?"

Jiang Xin still had lingering fears, the way she looked at Huo Yuan was not as tough as before.

"I want to go to school and I'm bored at home."

"Go if you want." He scratched his messy hair casually, "When you are on vacation, learn to get a driver's license."

"Yeah." Jiang Xin was a little surprised that he actually agreed.

"Can I fall asleep now?" Huo Yuan asked again.

Jiang Xin nodded, if she hadn't seen the blood on his body just now, she would have almost forgotten what kind of person he is.